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In the movies, it was always the blond people getting killed, and it was scientifically proven, that if you were blond, you were 94% more likely to fall victim of a serial killer, rapist or a ghost. It was movie-science, but still…! Prez reached up to turn on the light, but of course it didn’t work. So, we were trapped here. Alone! In the very dark, creepy basement… “Oh fuck, Cracker!” I whined softly and moved closer to Prez. “Why did you have to be the fearless one?” I heard him chuckle softly – a very sexy sound by the way! – and then suddenly a phone light was flashed in my face. I narrowed my eyes at him at seeing the amused glint in his eyes, but decided to let it go, since he was the

Soon he starts to experience paranormel events in his room, at night. Troy had clutched the quilt tightly, as if about to sink his nail inside it by tearing it. His face was red and his eyes had terrible fear. Eva was giggling looking at the movie, passing mean comments at the ghost. "Oh the ghost is so beautiful." Troy turned to look at Eva, as if she was also some kind of ghost. "Shut up Eva." Eva giggled looking at Troy and the movie proceeded further. Suddenly the movie showed the ghost emerging from the cupboard and pouncing on the patient, when he was fast asleep.

What did that even mean? “I have no idea what you're getting at,”she said to the young girl.”What are you speaking of?” “She has lived in the shadows for a long time,watching and waiting for you.” “You’re not making any sense,”Beth replied,agitation rising in her voice. “Have you not felt her Beth?Here in your home?She watches you,growing stronger every day,she wants your life and she will end it when she’s ready.” Now Beth was getting mad.Were hallucinations supposed to be this annoying?

"If you did you would not have used such a passé term. vampire? That's for myths and legends. We are Neratomay—The Undead. You would know that if you weren't thoroughly human." "I may not have vampire instincts, but I do have survival instincts," I said. "I grew up in the hood, bitch!" I thought about the other room, and like lightening I was there. The craggy-faced vamp was there with me a half second later with a on his face. I had excellent vision, but now I saw with more than my eyes.

SARAH'S POV I sat there in the cold dark alley for quite a while and not even a rat passed by, I was starting to get scared when I heard faint laughter, more like a chuckle from afar. The sound became louder and clearer. It was no longer just the sound of laughter, I could now hear footsteps approaching. The closer they came the clearer their voices, they sound like nice people, I should probably ask them for help. What will I say though, I can't possibly tell them that I'm a vampire princess who came here through a porthole and woke up, then blacked out, then woke up again in a place where I was stabbed with needles and driven away by the smell of blood and somehow ended up here with no one

"I guess you rushed out without your meds, right? I'm heading out." Jacob collapsed, clawing at his throat. "You… The cameras… They will not let you—" I stopped in the doorway. "That was a lie. There are no cameras." I shut the door. Jacob reached out weakly, grasping at empty air. … Third Person Point of View "Do you really have no idea what happened last night?"

it depended on other threads that it was better the snow-haired guy never knew about. Melia took a bite of the last toast, and while doing so, she saw her right hand, and on it was the mark of two large black horns with red tips that radiated what she recognized as... they were, they were... The faces of the people the one she considered an angel had cried for. The people whose bodies weren't found... Only their faces were, faces with blank eyes and open mouths, a black void in the background. You could even see their souls in distress, begging to escape from that freezing place. This couldn't get any worse. Skalliet had them, had them locked up, bound, waiting for someone to come for them.

"Whoever comes just don't ask them to come. See if they can enter the house without you giving them an allowance," "Okay," she said. Xandra made herself a pot of pasta and poured a drink as she sits in front of the TV, watching a horror show. The show was about vampires... she could not believe that in this world there could be such a thing present. Vampires are said to be fake, it's just fantasy of people making such tv-series and movies. She can't believe that she is living with a witch... good or bad. She had seen the bad witch today though. She was creepy as hell.

“Now you’re scaring me.” “TV is a wonderful thing. Dogs love antifreeze. Clarence likes his alcohol. I slip it into his drink. It doesn’t take much. He’ll be drunk before he feels the effects of the antifreeze and he may confuse the initial symptoms with being drunk.” “What has TV got to do with this?” “I watched a true crime story of a woman who killed several husbands with it. I think the humans didn’t catch on until she failed to kill her fourth husband.” “Humans are insane to give out this information to others.” Nathan was horror-struck, but if it could work…

Dark Themes: Includes themes of obsession, dub-con (dubious consent), and power imbalance. Non-Consensual Elements: Scenes involving sexual assault, necrophilic undertones (as practiced by the antagonist), and forced submission. Violence: Graphic depictions of violence, physical abuse, and murder. Polyamory/Menage: Explicit sexual encounters involving multiple partners (Reverse Harem/Seven-to-one). Taboo/Incestuous Elements: Mentions of potential incestuous background and "Father-in-law" taboo dynamics (Special Episode). All stories, characters, and events are purely fictional. This work explores the darker desires and raw impulses of its characters.