Creepypastas X Reader Novels & Stories

He was reading my every move. Ignoring his stares, I fixed my gaze on the wall to tell him everything about my dark past which has now become a nightmare for me and I am not able to run away from it no matter how hard I try! ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Third Person's POV "It was just a slap, one slap that opened the door of hell for me" Nikki sniffed and Xaphan's body stiffened at her words. Not only her appearance but her past too was reminding him of Elena because it was one slap from Elena that created the whole story.

She read out loud and shrugged, she dropped it and decided to read it after she was done dressing and had breakfast. ******** HOURS LATER AT NIGHT Xalia sat in the dining room, feeling relaxed as she flipped to another page of the book, she ate dinner and at the same time read the book Draven gave her. She was almost done with the book and she was glad Draven wasn't home yet. She suddenly heard the sound of the door and footsteps approaching. She paused and looked up to see a guy walking into the dining room. She hurriedly stood up in fear and he chuckled. “Hey, easy. I didn't mean to scare you.” He said.

Midnight, 15th Street Bridge. Isla had always been a skeptic, practical and grounded. But with Elara coughing up blood in the next room, she had nowhere else to turn. Driven by fierce, protective love, she went. She met the contract broker—a neutral, chillingly calm man with eyes like polished obsidian. He offered her a contract, simple in appearance, promising the immediate, full cure and health of Elara Vance. The price was vague, listed as Ownership of the Signatory, to be collected at the Contractor's discretion. The broker assured her that the contract was binding, irrevocable, and guaranteed results. He explained that the Contractor was a powerful entity named Lucien.

Frustration mounted in him as he tried to find a clue. *** Neil Titus, a demon, and the director of the Shadow Crawlers, sat with a grim look as his dark eyes scanned the reports. His thick brown hair was combed back, and his posture radiated concern. With a loud sigh, he got up and smoothed the tailored suit.

muttered Lea wiping her tears. "Are you sad?" asked Drax from the balcony. "Yes," "You're not too surprised to hear my voice?" "Hmm, I'm getting used to it" "Ah, great! Tell me about what you read!" "This, historical moment occurred about 100 years ago, Drex. I think you will not be interested," " "It's okay, just tell me!" Drex took a chair cushion and approached Elea like a baby who wanted to listen to a fairy tale. "This is not a fairy tale! This is the history of Drex,"

After giving up on research, I had every intention of enjoying a romance novel in the library for the rest of the day, but when Xavier came in the library looking for me, I knew from the look on his face that he had other plans. He had reached out his hand requesting to read the page I was on. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that I was reading a particularly spicy scene. My flushed face gave everything away. Xavier’s nostrils flared as he finished reading the page I was on. In the book the main characters were fucking on the floor of the library when another male character joined them. They filled two of her holes and plowed into her in the middle of the stacks. “I can smell

I pause, heat flushing all of my body. Uncle Jax nods, urging me to go on. “Umm right above my pussy,” I mumble, but the words are loud enough for him to hear. “I want it to say ‘Daddy’s Pussy’ in delicate script.”

"Everything in here might be haunted." "Yeah, but this one's got weird energy." She sliced the tape and flipped the flaps open. A mix of hardcovers and leather - bound journals, yellowed at the edges. One smelled like cloves and mildew. Another had pages stuck together with something she didn't want to name. She set them aside, one by one, cataloging quietly. Piper — cat, queen, bookstore menace — stalked over the counter like she owned it and plopped herself on the pile.

The world I once saw as beautiful is now tainted with evil. Steph breaks my deep, dark thoughts with a different set of deep and dark, “I gotta read you this chapter!” She shrieks. “Go on,” I roll my eyes. She reads me several chapters and I confess to my A****n order, which makes her ecstatic because now we can share our thoughts on the story. She explained to me why she never texted me back last night because of her role-play with Julian and his stupidity for not giving her a heads up. She insists that X and I need to try it out and that it’s a whole new experience. We’ll see…

he ordered and she opened to that page, "read!" Did he brought her here to read novel for him? What sort of a weird man is this? She began to read the novel out loud for him while he listened. She also got interested in the novel as it was about a powerful immortal lycan king that rules all packs and their alphas in the past. He was like a god. She continued reading out loud that she didn't even bother to look at him anymore, about thirty minutes later, she raised her gaze up to him just to see that he was still following but his two eyes were closed.