Exquisite Corpse Book Novels & Stories

“A one-of-a-kind. Well, almost. I created two. One Jackson got, and one I stored as a reference to show people what my work is like. I will grab it.” He walks off out of the room. A few minutes later, he walks back in. The box looks brand new. Opening it, the exact same whip is there. “See, wolf on one side, kitten on the other and beast on the top. I remember doing this. He has some amazing ideas, Jackson. That is why I created two so people could see this and request similar. Not the same, though. He paid extra to make sure no one would have the same, so you may have it.”

Artemisia was tempted to touch those pages, pick up the book in her lap, or simply throw it on a wood-burning stove. "There are things that repeat themselves, regardless of where you find the book. Like for example the stories about the Fall of the Stars or even warnings about entities that run around the world without divine supervision." Leonore stopped at a page that had a perfectly detailed drawing about an entity in a child's body, chewing on a heart and without her eyes. "But each book has its own peculiarity, even if it has several in a clan or city. Each one will have different information." "Does this copy tell the story about the goat-headed employees?" The moment Artemisia mention

For someone with an empathy problem, you're making a lot of sense. "Mmm… I take your point.... personal but not too expensive...." I drop the lid of the laptop on Richard Burton and Scheherazade. ***** Later, scouring eBay, I find what I'm looking for. Second-hand, but beautifully produced and illustrated; a collector's edition, slightly dog-eared but not enough to spoil a gorgeous binding and a minor work of art. And before I wrap it, I take time to read some of the tales inside.... Fuck me.... and I thought these were stories for children....

And each new, clearer sketch had a different word underneath. “This is useless. Nothing makes sense,” Shem scoffed and dumped a book on the table. Crusoe however narrowed his eyes as he glanced across all the books. The last one was in his hand and it had the clearest picture of a wolf surrounded by orange and yellow fire. It was infact, made of the fire itself. And underneath it was the word ‘Mate’. “Open the books. All of them to the page with the sketch,” Crusoe spoke up. “Why?” Jericho asked though he was already flipping a book to find the page.

I didn't want Alexis to leave at the same time I didn't want him to hear what the seer would say to me, he seemed nervous about leaving me alone with the seer and I hated that. The seer waited for Alexis to leave before her eyes began to dart around me. “I can't believe you are real. I saw in it, where is my book?” She was running about the whole place now and her large dress made it difficult for her. When she eventually grabbed a large book and opened it I noticed there were illustrations everywhere, most of them in color, it was obvious why it attracted her attention. Some of the images depicted wolves. One showed a woman lying next to a human corpse covered in fur. There were so many pic

, Eamon whispered to himself, tracing the shelf with his fingers and as he did that while walking slowly he reached the middle of the shelf, his eyes fell upon an ancient tome with a worn leather cover and gold-trimmed pages. "This seems interesting, hopefully, the pages are as interesting as the body". On the title it had an elegant calligraphy that was embossed which said: "Bonds Beyond Blood: Mystical Mates". "Hm", Eamon carefully pulled the book from the shelf feeling the weight of its age and the secrets it held. It was heavier than he expected and he carried it and placed it on a table in the library, getting a seat and making himself comfortable because he had no idea how long he woul

, but before the old lady could complete CEO intervenes,” just throw her out of my cabin right now or else I am going to fire you all”, ordering his guards Just burn each and every copy of this book or else ....”, But before she could complete her sentence suddenly her voice gets husky and his facial expressions starts changing, and she again continues,” I am going to. “, and once again before completing her sentence she ends up hitting wall of the room exploding her mind like a bomb and soon her blood spills all over the room which leaves both of us scared So not having any other option with just ended up burning each and every copy of the book which were collected across the globe but stil

It contained rituals, spells, and objects that could keep various creatures like vampires, werewolves, energy shifters, etc. Eric had brought it about 400 years ago just to read it for fun. Most of the spells and rituals were useless but occasionally certain rituals and spells turned out to be right. We had been surprised by the author's ability to get them right, through a fluke. Eventually, we realized that the spells and rituals that were arranged cleverly in a pattern amongst useless spells so that none of the creatures that came across the book would suspect anything. We had foraged through the libraries destroying all the copies of this book. The one in my hand is the last copy. I went

4. PREYE We walked back to the room after dinner, the campus lights casting long shadows on the path. My body was still buzzing from that shower orgasm and everything that happened with Lisa earlier. Her creamy cum, the way she licked her fingers clean without shame, the flirty shit at the table,it all stuck in my head like a dirty movie on repeat. I’m straight, I kept telling myself. Big cocks, rough hands, getting tied up and fucked senseless. But Lisa’s hungry stares were doing something weird to my pussy, making it tingle even now.