Novel & Cerita Dramatic Short Stories

Some stories started with hate. This one ended with everything.

Short terrifying stories that leave you insomnolent . . . definitely a must read to while away time and get sleepless with fear, hahaha. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy! While you're at it, you can check out my other profile @KinahFeels.

She grabbed her own notepad, writing in large, clear letters: BE THERE IN 10. She held it up, watching Alex's face break into a wide, genuine smile. He nodded, pressing his palm against the glass once more before stepping away to gather his clothes. Mia let her blouse fall away, standing naked before the window one last time. Alex paused, drinking in the sight of her, the appreciation in his gaze making her feel both vulnerable and invincible. Her pussy throbbed with unfulfilled need as she headed for the shower. Tonight would be about living in the moment, consequences be damned.

These were just fantasies. This went on for over six months. I would come home from work, shower, fix a little dinner, and then sit down at my laptop to watch sex videos, read stories like Poppy’s secret confession or other sex stories about daddy’s, or cruise the M2M ads, looking for the excitement that came from these fantasies. I had discovered a local M2M chat room and would chat with guys, telling them my fantasies. Most were either looking for the same thing or didn't want to waste time chatting once they knew I was scared to actually try anything.

I picked up my phone, opened the N*****x app, and went to the bedroom to watch a non erotic series, it was more like a horror series titled “From.” By the time I walked into the living room, the evening light had shifted to a deep amber, casting long shadows across the furniture. Fred was already there, leaning against the kitchen counter with a bottle of beer in hand. Beside him stood a woman I didn’t recognize—mid-twenties, with short blonde hair and a sharp, knowing smile. She wore a tight red dress that hugged her curves, and her eyes swept over me with an appraising gaze that made my stomach clench.

"Beg for it," he growled, leaning down so his breath ghosted over my ear. "Tell me what a naughty student you are for wanting your professor to wreck this kitty." "Please, Professor... take me. I need you inside me so bad." *********** One touch is never enough. In the glittering world of forbidden nights and dangerous temptations, desire ignites without warning... and burns everything in its path. From a devout preacher's wife who hides her sinful thirst behind the pulpit, to a mysterious stranger who offers a night of sin with no names and no limits. These scorching standalone stories plunge you into raw, insatiable passion. Every encounter is electric. Every kiss, a

BEFORE YOU READ Nobody is coming to save you. Themes: Forced Proximity, Snowed In, Size Difference, Breeding Kink. This story features a possessive, reclusive hero who hasn't seen a woman in years. Expect primal play, rough sex, and intense possessiveness. (***) Gabrielle

My shorts are almost like panties, there is no need to take it off, so I spread my legs on the bed and I watch as he watches me. The room feels hotter than summer and is thick with lust, the tension is so palpable that I know I would taste it if I stick out my tongue. Slowly I move the stretchy short fabric to the side and bare my cunt to the air and for both of us, Rocky's breath audibly stutters as he watches me touch myself slightly.

The moment she realized she was getting carried away, she quickly pulled back with a flustered smile. “You said just a kiss.” Dylan’s hand remained around her neck as he stared intensely at her lips, like he had no intention of letting her go so easily. “A longer kiss,” he murmured this time. “Just a little longer.” Jasmine let out an unsteady breath, her heartbeat quickening. “And… you’re really going to take me home?” A mischievous smirk tugged at Dylan’s lips as he leaned closer once again. “I can,” he whispered. “But you’ll have to give me a much more delicious kiss.”

Harold asked while watching his men work, unaware of the dark figure now standing behind him. The creature panted, inhaling the delicious smell of blood coming from his prey. He licked his lips in hunger, eager to drain every one and gain back his strength and beauty. While Claire was busy with her phone, she was unaware of what was happening behind her because it happened too fast. One moment, there were eleven men working on lifting the tomb to the track, and in just a blink of an eye, everyone turned to nothing but skin and bones, completely drained of their blood.