Romans & histoires Corpse Bride Man

*Constant sex is allowed *" What the hell does Hunter thinks he's doing. I rush to his room. He look up from his laptop and smirk. "What do you want wiffy " he says and i huff. "What's the meaning of this " I say showing him the contract. "Oh that? That's a norms for married couple. Right? " he says and smirk. "Nooo, I want it changed, and besides our marriage is not real " I told him. "Well, it's marked obligatory. It cannot be changed. And also our marriage is real, we are Betrothed remember? The only thing is we are getting divorced after a year "

He did not get any news but came across a photo ID which looked similar to the man burnt to death in the picture. The citizen's ID showed that the man had died a week ago. "The video is real," Yoseob concluded. He took out the USB stick from the laptop and headed over to his boss' room to inform him. "So the police hushed it up," Joonjae said, deep in thought as he listened to Yoseob. "Yes boss," Yoseob replied. "But the man is dead and his wife is in the mental asylum since last week." "She's still alive?" Joonjae questioned. In the cases Joonjae investigated so far, the possessed victim died as soon as the demons leave their bodies after the attacks. How was she alive? Was the case not rel

But they haven’t seen any signs of the two women yet… “Everyone! Come take a look at this!” An urgent voice snapped their attention back to reality. They simultaneously looked at the running man. The man pointed in a certain direction and repeated what he saw. “I saw an intact corpse!” Trevon furrowed his brows. “An intact corpse? But we’re seeing intact corpses the whole day. What do you mean by that?” The man huffed and puffed. It took a while before he could say what he saw. His voice trembled, and his eyes had this look of disbelief as if he also couldn’t comprehend what his eyes had seen. “But this is different! The corpse—it has fangs!”

Moving on, the man gave up in thought and lean forward to grab the little corpse's feet dragging its grave. However, as he grabs it's feet, the little corpse's hands move. Not that it moves because of the last will of the muscle but it moves full like it's alive. Little corpse- Mike grabs the man's shoulder and pins him to the ground. The man felt surprised that the corpse move, with this he's sure that someone is moving this poor little corpse like a puppet in a string. He's calm even in this situation as he pinned down he pushes the ground flying him and the corpse up between the ground and the tree's leaves.

"Frak frak frak frak--" The Sovereign Corpse Puppet let out a few low and weird foreign words, then violently stood upright like a zombie, and then rushed to the purple-robed old man like lightning, and opened his mouth to reveal sharp fangs, biting at his neck. The purple-robed old man was shocked, and under his instinctive reaction, he raised his arm to resist, but he didn't expect the corpse puppet to bite on his wrist, immediately leaving four horrifyingly gruesome blood holes.

Then the bride’s begging cries turning into a muffled sound started coming out. My heart raced as I chanted to see what is happening, I know my eyes must have turned white by now as I can see with the ability of my super vision, what that cloud is. I saw a man figure, groping the bride’s private parts hungrily. My anger rose as I can feel that is the evil, my people came to find molesting the bride. With the rage rose inside my body, I chanted a spell to rescue the bride and before I could deliver it, the dark cloud became thick and the man inside turned his face towards me.

the voice called out to Vincent. Vincent clenched his jaw. “Close it,” he instructed Camela, gesturing towards the coffin. But the figure quickly reached out, gripping the edge of the coffin. “It's too late for that.” The Bride stepped forward from the shadows, her veil fluttering as if moved by a non-existent breeze. “She awakens when the bargain changes,” the Bride said gently. “And the bargain has changed.” Camela’s voice trembled. “What bargain?” The figure in the coffin turned its gaze back to her. “You don’t know?” It let out a rough, shaky laugh. “Oh… how perfect.”

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In the darkness, she could feel his fingers going to the upper part of her body. “Please don’t.” She whispered. Tears fell from her eyes, while terror plagued her mind. The man did not flinch. His gloved hand stalled for a moment and he leaned in. The scent of stale tobacco and something metallic clung to him, invading her space until she could feel the heat radiating from his closeness. “A crying bride,” he mused, his voice dropping to a low hum. “Does Harrison know his little prize breaks this easily?” He smiled under the mask, leaning in and wondering why Harrison would pick such a weak person as a bride.

The woman stood up and with trembling hands cut her crying daughter’s hand and then went toward the corpse and let him drink the blood of his own daughter. The man started chanting again and suddenly the corpse went back to its original position and opened his eyes. The woman cried in relief but her relief lasted for a moment because the man rushed and started strangling his wife. The daughter cried but to no avail, the man was not her father, he was just a corpse with demon energy. The girl bit his father on his leg, and then it made her howl in pain as the man didn’t have blood in him, it was all pus, and his body was rotting.