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Chloe went first, and I followed. "By the way," she said as we walked, "the ghosts in the basement are a bit special. They're not as friendly as your 'roommates'." "Oh?" "They attack your mind with illusions," she said, glancing back at me. "They make you see your deepest fears." "Sounds fun." We soon reached the basement. It was definitely different from upstairs. The air was thick with the smell of rot, and strange mold grew on the walls. "This is it," Chloe said, pointing to a room at the far end. "The legendary secret room."

Prologue: The cousins: “Oh shit yall back! We thought yall got tired of the foolishness we got going on, because we sure as shit, done got tired of the bullshit ourselves. We thought yall was gonna be quick about it, but it’s been a minute. So anyway Even though yall been gone long, I might as well tell you now, we still haven't had a chance to enjoy shit; not a damn thing. Do you know why? I can tell you why, it's because for some fucking reason supernatural motha fuckas are always mad about something. I mean they don't like nobody, all they want to do is kill folks, kidnap you, impregnate, or try an force you to be with them. Did I miss one? It don't matter you get where this is going. Now

He tells me he loves fucking me because I brought thrills to his nerves, and he loves the thrill. His wife is boring in bed, he told me. We both have the same experience, though. My husband is boring on bed too. 10:30 in the evening was the time he told me. I arrived thirty minutes early and stayed outside their gates. Then I saw Caleb walking out, I got out of my car and met him halfway with a wild kiss. He chuckled then kissed me back, taking no care if someone sees us here. Well, our videos were uploaded on p**n sites, so they probably knew about us.

Her huge, bloody mouth opened and closed slowly as she forced the words out. I nodded. "It's really late. Don't worry. I'll help you find some skin to wear tomorrow." She nodded like an obedient kid. The livestream chat went dead silent. After a while, someone finally typed, [What the heck is going on?] [Nine people took the stairs, and four of them are already dead. And this girl rides the death elevator, babysits the freaking bloody lady, and survives?] [Am I the only one impressed that she kept a straight face while calling a blood-soaked, skinless creature "gorgeous"?]

"Alright, alright. Months in and you're still this clingy?" Her friends didn't even flinch. Totally numb to it. I just stood there, watching, heart freezing over. So yeah—everyone knew. Everyone but me. Eugene smiled at the teasing, soaking it up. Like the scene wasn't messy enough, people started tossing out questions—when was the last time they'd hooked up? Vanessa dropped her head, all shy. Eugene? He looked smug as hell. "Day before yesterday. Room next to the master bedroom."

I wonder what you feel like under me. He licked his lips and stepped closer. The chat erupted. [This guy is gross. He will even harass monsters!] [Honestly, most SSS dungeon monsters are hideous. Anyone would react like this after meeting a cute ghost girl.] [She’s not getting away. I know him. He’s ranked 23rd on the leaderboard. He’s good, but he’s also famous for being a creep.] [I don’t think I wanna watch this anymore. Ghost girl, run!] [You’re feeling sorry for a monster now? Well, I’ve never seen people do it in a dungeon. My pants are off. Showtime!]

Uea knew he had no chance. The vampire appeared before him the next moment and grabbed his neck. The claws dug into Uea's neck, making him whimper from the pain and fear. He struggled against the hand on his neck, pushing and scratching, but the vampire seemed to feel no pain. Uea's lips parted. "You... You will regret this. If you kill me, you will regret it." 'Even if I'm left with the tiniest consciousness, I still won't forget to tell the kindred spirit to turn you into an ant so I can step on you in my next life!'

“That’s a shame. What do you do when you’re not delivering pizza?” “Gym, maybe video games or fixing cars. Normal guy stuff.” “So tell me your favorite movies, worst date story, what you’ll do with a million dollars.” I asked smiling. He answered easily, laughing at my teasing questions. The conversation flowed and he was funny in a quiet, dry way that made me forget Mark for a while. After ten minutes I felt the heat rising again. “God, it’s so hot in here,” I said, fanning myself. I grabbed the bottom of my tank top and pulled it off in one smooth motion.

His eyes were fixed on a small, subtle black lens nestled between two textbooks, a tiny red LED light blinking steadily beside it. “Sam?” Clarissa’s voice was small. “What is that?” He didn’t answer. He just stared, his earlier triumph and passion replaced by a cold, sick dread. The phone screen was a horror show, a gallery of her own shame. Clarissa’s own face, flushed and tear-streaked, filled one half of the livestream. The other half was a chaotic, moving collage of cock—thick, veiny, glistening with her spit and her sweat—pumping into her from every angle. The chat scrolled beside it, a relentless torrent of vulgar commentary.

It is really breaking my heart to announce that the story is officially over. Please do share your valuable opinions about my story in the comment section and also share your reviews regarding the same. If you are looking for a funny story with a supernatural twist then you must read, ‘Vein on Ice, Hearts on Fire’. It is my personal favorite book and author is also really polite and if you are more into mental health kind of stuff then go for, ‘Crush at First Sight’ Please shower your love for that stories too!! I will soon come up with a new story and I have already given the spoiler that it is about werewolf. Please show your valuable support and love!!