Novel & Cerita Disturbing Pictures

Something had disturbed my meditation and ripped me away from the realm of the visions. Frustration and curiosity warred within me. What had interrupted my connection? Was it a mere disturbance or a sign of something more sinister?

The boy shook his head and continued to chew on his puff. "Fuck! Lisa exclaimed and looked around. She scanned the premises but nothing was unusual. She held tightly to the papers and returned to her car. She checked the pictures contained in the parcel thoroughly. They were her nude pictures. She was depicted in different sex scenes with an unidentified man whose face was perfectly cropped out. The picture looked like she was having sex with a ghost. It was the work of a professional.

However, my attention was abruptly diverted by a cascade of images that began pouring in on W******p. The sender was Mavis, and I couldn't help but get even more curious to view the images, maybe it would help to harden my heart the more Steeling myself, I opened the messages, only to be confronted by made different poses by Mavis and Estelle in a wine bar. These photographs depicted Mavis in intimate embraces with Estelle. They had someone taking them pictures while kissing each other. I was overshadowed by a feeling of shock, betrayal, and disgust. Just as I believed I had seen it all, the situation took an even more distressing turn. Alongside the array of the dirty images, a video arrive

In this very room. Something like panic started to unfurl inside me as I took in my pictures and as he swiped his thumb on the screen I realised there were a lot of them. In one of them my hair were spread over the pillow, my legs tangled in the sheets. Another picture showed my bare back arched, the dip of my spine exposed in the moonlight and revealing the curve of my arse. There was another with my breasts exposed. And another, god… I staggered back. In this one my legs were bent at the knees and parted to reveal my—

Some of them looked like they could fall apart if I wasn’t careful. On the shelves beside them were photographs, but they weren’t clear at all. There was this strange, dirty-looking stain over most of them, like something had spilled and dried there years ago. It made the faces and shapes in the pictures hard to see. I squinted, trying to figure out what the images were, but it was almost impossible.

In an attempt to calm the chaos inside of me, my hand automatically went to my chest. Alexander flung the pictures onto the desk. One, two, three... I was unable to count. And I was there. Not just me, but me exposed, defenseless, and devoid of all honor. Some of the pictures were too private and intimate. Some were blurry, but enough to hint at what Alexander would detest most. "No." I reached for them and whispered. "Alexander, this isn't—" He extended a hand. “Don't. Don't talk. Not just yet.”

He can hear them getting curious and walking closer to their doors. But when Damian noticed those shiny papers: photographs to be exact, he stopped in horror. Picking one of them up, he saw a picture of a girl, naked and in her dorm room, freshly out of the shower. He was disgusted by it. He then noticed the other photos and all were pictures of girls, whether in their dorm room or in the changing room of the gym— they were all close up pictures of them while they were changing, mostly focused on their private parts. Although it was revolting and that he needed to stop Arthur from almost choking Sir Tremblay, he deemed it more important to gather the photos. ‘It is better if none of the stud

My hands trembled as I shakily viewed the pictures one after the other. My heart rammed in my chest as each picture looked clearer than the previous one. I could swear my vision almost went blurry for a split second staring down at the screen. I zoomed in on the man's face, refusing to believe that the man who looked delirious as he mouthed the woman's boobs was my man. There were over a hundred different angles of him having sex with with this woman, and Aiden's face was AS CLEAR AS DAY!

As he tried to view the pictures again, they disappeared. “Fuck!” he hit his hand on the table. Lizeth was startled. “Babe…Is everything okay?” she asked. James did not respond. He swiped up and down but the pictures had disappeared. It dawned on him that she had disabled the setting that made the pictures to be viewed more than once. James was boiling with anger. He could not even look at Lizeth. “Babe…are you sure everything is fine? What happened? Did you lose a contract?” Lizeth asked repeatedly.

I reached out and grabbed what turned out to be photographs. "Nothing." Max tried to grab them from me but I was too quick, spinning around and giving him my back. "These aren't nothing." My voice came out as a whisper as I looked at the pictures in my hand. They were horrific. Glassy brown eyes stared back at me, empty of life. Naked limbs lay in a tangled heap on top of some brownish grass. The poor girl looked like she had been dumped there like so much trash. "What are these? Why do you have them?” I could hear the hysterical edge to my voice.