Creepypastas X Reader Novels & Stories

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His eyes glowed red with lust and hatred as they focused on her, causing a throb of primal yearning to pulsate between her legs. “Oh, geesh, really?” I muttered. “You just watched this dude rip out your history professor’s throat, and now you want to get freaky with him after turning him down so many times when he was being sweet and kind and generous in his human form? Unbelievable.” Except I bet the scene that followed was going to be too hot to resist, so sign me up right alongside her because I was the one who flipped the page on my e-reader, eager to see what happened next.

Could you please tell me why I cannot read the next page or any other page? [Host has understood 1% of the content of the First Page] [The Second Page will be accessible after the Host gains 100% on the first page] You!! AGGHH! Why aren't you letting me be overpowered! [I've overpowered the host enough. Get to work!] As I thought of destroying the book, I became furious, but I calmed down immediately. Relax, it's nothing to worry about. There is no free meal available. I got a gist of how the book works, the reader moves onto the next page once they have understood 100% of that page.

Finally, she found the one she was looking for. Layla managed to grab the book and add it to her stack in her arms when her eyes caught sight of something. A book stood out among the rest. It was bound with dark brown leather and had brandished designs on the spine. The title read - Malleus Vampiro: A Treatise on Vampires. Placing her other books on the floor, Layla pulled the leather-bound book from its home amongst the others and opened it. As her eyes skimmed the pages, she caught a couple of words; SHADOW STALKERS, BLOODSUCKER, PHANTOMS.

Xavier muttered and fed his parents cakes. ~~~~~~~~ Thank you all for supporting me through this journey, Thank you for pushing through and tolerating my late updates, The journey of Isabelle and Xander finally ends here but if y'all are interested in Katy and Jamie stories FRAGMENTS OF THE PAST and MISOGYNIST GROOMS OF NYC respectively, you can send me a message on my email. victoriaabimbola1888@g***l.com.thank you.

The Readers. The suited man stood at the room’s center, not fading now—he looked stronger than ever, his suit a deep blood-red. In his hand, he gripped a golden hammer. "The Creator has witnessed you!" he shouted up at the eyes. "But the story doesn’t belong to just her anymore! The Readers demand a trial! They want to decide if the Doctor and the Soul deserve happiness!" A giant screen floated in the air. Maya saw words fly fast across it: — Kill Julian! Makes the story thrilling!

It was Daniel's mother that she addressed with the query, "M -mommy, can you explain me why the pages of this book are torn? In part because the pagers are torn, I was unable to continue reading it. Because I was so captivated, I had intended to read it because of the title." When Asteria took up the book, Amira bit the inside of her lower lip in frustration. After touching the silver book, Asteria had imagined herself during her younger day, it appeared as though the past had come back to haunt her. The past that she wishes to forget. This book relates the narrative of half-blooded werewolves, who are half-human.

Chapter 1 Raven’s POV My editor slammed the file on my desk so hard the coffee in my mug spilled. “This one’s yours, Raven. Viktor Vale. Billionaire ghost who hasn’t given a real interview in fifteen years. Dig until you find the dirt or die trying.” I picked up the folder, my fingers already tingling. “You sure about this? The man’s a fucking fortress.” “That’s why we’re sending you. You’re the only one crazy enough to walk in there smiling while looking for the skeletons.”

Adrian could barely breathe. After a long silence... he whispered, "It says..." "...the Final Reader..." "...has been following me since the first chapter." Silence swallowed the Hall. Even the candles stopped moving. Far below the staircase... something smiled. And somewhere beyond the Twelfth Door... another page... turned by itself. The smile vanished. Not because it had disappeared... Because reality refused to remember it. Adrian tightened his grip on the single page. The sentence written upon it slowly faded... as though it had never existed.

“Haven’t you said it before?” “Yes, but maybe they don’t remember and reading this will make them understand this book better. So yes,” She is suddenly facing the wall beside her, “I want you guys to read the first book. ‘Asteria: The Fey King’s Mate’. It’s exclusively on N******t, so I couldn’t upload it here. I am sorry for that, I really am but this will make you understand a lot of things better and I hope you like it.”