Dandy American Horror Novels & Stories

Their panic was contagious, my heart racing with fear and uncertainty. As I drank, caught in a storm of emotions, Dane's voice was a calming whisper, "Shhh, kitten, it's okay," while Deirk, holding me firmly against Dane's neck, hummed the lullaby he sang each night in Spanish. All I could think was... Were they trying to calm me, lull me into sleep, or was I on the verge of becoming a vampire myself? As the rich, warm blood flowed from Dane into me. I teetered on the brink of consciousness. Dane's voice, emanating from somewhere above as I clung to his neck, added an eerie layer to the experience.

His wrinkled face looked like it was crawling with countless wriggling worms. I shuddered and stepped back, whispering to Silvia, "Good thing I've got you. This place is terrifying." She snorted and suddenly shoved me forward, straight toward George. With an icy laugh, she said, "This pretty boy will make a great offering. You're going to love him." Before I could react, George gestured, and several eerie puppets stepped forward to pin me down and drain my blood. A sharp bell rang out, echoing through the night.

"Little mouse thought she could run from us, but look at her now—spread open, begging, taking every inch like she was made for it." My toes curled as Caspian's deep octave sent shockwaves through my body. Zavian's hand wrapped around my throat, squeezing just enough to steal my breath. "Tell him how good it feels, pet. Tell him who owns this body now." *** I didn't mean to surrender to them, but I did. And one night of reckless abandon,born from heartbreak and humiliation, suddenly became my new addiction. It should have been nothing but a drunken mistake… but what happens when your biggest mistake refuses to let you go? When the men who once made you cry now make you scream their nam

Baron made a funny face and went to his room "Won't you come get a hug, sweetheart?" Dawn called "Leave me alone!!" Baron shouted from his room, feigning anger. Over dinner that night, Juana was moody. As much as she loved and enjoyed celebrating birthdays, she was afraid. It was a regular thing for her to see something mysterious on the right preceding her birthday.

Even she was surprised when a middle-aged woman with red hair arrived, almost the same color as her hair but darker. “Dazzle… are you really from the Dazzle family?” asked the middle-aged woman named Amora. Amora is famous as a witch on the coast. She can cure various diseases. Amora's name is famous in various parts of the world, some even try to target her as a slave. The witches in this day and age are being hunted, they are feared will bring disaster. “Yes, that's right, Dazzle is my surname. How did you know?”

Amber helps with setting the table, while Dominic and Alex set the food out. “Well, I bring bad news, I tracked down Henry's parents, and they weren't transformed into ‘Made Vampires’. If my source is correct, they are or have become ‘Zombies’.” Alex gringes as he tells Amber and Dominic about this new detail. “Zombies, like in the movies?” Amber looks at Alex in shock. “I thought that was a joke.” “Did your source have anything more to confirm how or why?” Dominic looks puzzled, too.

But under the table, his fingers kept teasing the fabric of my panties. My breathing grew uneven, then his fingers suddenly slipped inside. A small cough escaped my lips as my body jerked slightly from the sudden sensation. Several heads turned toward me. “Are you okay, Mrs. Enzo?” one of them asked with concern. My face burned with embarrassment. “Is something wrong? Did you choke on the food?” another man asked. “I think she choked on the food,” Enzo said calmly as he looked at me, his eyes held a warning. Meanwhile, his other hand continued moving slowly beneath the table. His fingers pushed deeper, pressing against me and teasing my sensitive spot. My thighs trembled slightly as I strugg

My jaw dropped. “Holy mother of fuck! Dorian? As in, Dorian the man eater?” I questioned with wide eyes. He arched an amused brow. “Man eater? That’s a new one. I’ll have you know that I’m anything but that, Eden.” “Dude, you literally have the scariest reputation in the city. Everyone sees you as some sort of cold-hearted man-eating monster,” I blabbered. Dorian regarded me silently for a second, then titled his head. “Then why aren’t you running yet?”

She was eagerly sucking the pre-cum straight from the head of his manhood, her cheeks hollowing out as she drank him in with messy, loud slurps that coated his pubic hair in wet saliva. But that wasn't all. Another woman lay sprawled completely bare across his lap, her thighs spread wide as his thick fingers buried deeply inside her, aggressively pumping and stirring the dripping wetness between her legs until she was shivering and choking out breathless moans against his neck. For one horrifying second, my brain completely stopped functioning. “Oh my god.” Heat exploded violently across my face while embarrassment crashed into me all at once. Instinct took over immediately. I spun around so

A one-night self-reward to help her erase whatever stupid feelings she thought she had for a mafia boss who didn’t know how to spell softness. Dante reached the last step. He was in a dark shirt and black pants, simple, nothing too official, but somehow the man still looked like danger dressed itself. He stopped when he noticed her staring. His eyes dragged down her body like he was checking what he touched last night. Then he cleared his throat. A slow, wicked smile pulled at his lips. “You want another round before work?” Iris blinked fast. Her throat went dry. She forced a laugh. It came out dry like sand.