Exquisite Corpse Novels & Stories

—He whispers in my ear, "Anyone can come in right now. —My mind clouds as I feel something hard brushing against my intimacy until it releases..... —I can stop myself if that's what you want. —smiles sideways —That's what I thought. It was a bomb of emotions that exploded when I felt it, my soul vibrated wanting more, I cling to him while silencing my voice as he held a kiss so voracious and intense that I was lost in the madness of the aphrodisiac pleasure that my body was feeling I lean my body back and his hand holds me so he can get closer to me, his voice telling me what I am drives me crazy and I smile like a slut asking for more in murmurs but he orders me not to hold back. My body te

The whole group burst into laughter after that. Val offered me a seat beside her. I am even reluctant to take it because I know what’s going to happen next. Brei abruptly held my arm as if I did a crime on her. “Gia was right. You should reveal your prayer format so we could copy it and also get the person of our dreams,” she said and laughed. Gia and Val immediately agreed with it while I just let out a big laugh as if I just won from a lottery. Well, it’s more than that. What I am experiencing right now is way better than winning a lottery.

Joshua and Sofia looked at Yvonne in confusion, waiting for an explanation. "The Thousand-Year Corpse Gu is a type of Gu worm raised on a dead body, reviving repeatedly within the corpse," Yvonne explained. "Raised for a thousand years?" Macy scoffed. "Where would you find a thousand-year-old corpse? That's absurd." Macy looked at Yvonne with distrust. "The Thousand-Year Corpse Gu isn't something modern people raise. It's passed down," Yvonne continued, focusing on Macy. Macy shook her head, feigning ignorance. "How would I know what you're talking about? I've never heard of it."

across a decade of "Artificial-Silence." The kiss wasn't "Standard." It was a "Somatic-Reclamation." As their lips met, the "Resonance-Language" of the "Violet-Spring" flooded the gallery. Dominic’s "Neural-Lattice" finally "Synced" with Avery’s "Gold-Marrow." The "Ice-King" didn't just melt; he "Transcendentalized." He saw it all in a "High-Resolution-Burst": the "30-Day-Debt," the "Substitute-Bride" contract, the "Sombra-Graft" in the Detroit-Ruins, and the moment he had looked into the "Universal-Creditor’s" eyes and said, "She is not for sale."

She had no resources to sway people with. A palace maid with a significantly higher status than any of them walked in. Seeing her made everyone else quiet down. She smiled arrogantly before saying: “Young misses half of you shall go for the body inspection while the other half come with me for the four arts test. At noon, the groups shall swap over and then you can all go back to rest in your rooms. Remember that this is not only the concubine selection but also the maid selection. Make sure that you work extremely hard if you don’t want to be a maid.” Everyone then curtsied slowly and stood in a line. Every second person went with the maid and everyone else went to the inspection.

Ethan replied impatiently, "Should we have left Mandy and the kid stranded in the middle of nowhere? Besides, we arranged for someone to pick up Heidi. It was just for a short while, so what's the problem?" "Arranged for someone? Just for a short while?" I stood up abruptly, swatting away his hand, my eyes blazing red. "Ethan, do you know that because of your damn 'short while', Heidi, she..." My voice choked, unable to continue the horrifying truth. Ethan frowned impatiently. "What are you trying to say?" "Heidi, she..." I took a deep breath, trembling as I spoke, "She was killed by wolves!" As I said those words, I felt every part of me crumbling, my body ice-cold, and everything went dark

The first thing that struck you about The Hollow wasn't the smell of stale beer or the dim lighting, but its brutal, unapologetic honesty. It didn't bother pre- tending to be something it wasn't, laying its sins bare for anyone who dared to look. The sticky "oors, scarred by countless boots and forgotten dreams, told a story all their own. Each scu# and stain was a testament to spilled drinks, broken promises, and the weight of too

The grim reaper opened his hand and showed them the Tartarus and the never-ending sufferings of trapped souls along with Soleira, the spirit that creates the never ending illusion of grief, betrayal and sufferings. Joshua is about to speak when it turns into a crow and flies again. They headed back to the party. None of them are making noise because their mind had clouded with the thing that the crow had told them. Julia glanced at Joshua, whose eyes are staring blankly on the spot of the game while watching the players of the toilet wrapping paper game.

He points. "Yah. I'm choosing package E." I say proudly smiling at her to annoy her a little. I think E stands for expensive. Of course, I chose the most expensive package, Hugo was the one who already pointed to it. "I don't want any helicopter for my entrance. I don't want it to look too drastically and overly dramatic." I begin to say. Hugo nods, “Anything you want.” "I want it simple, intimate and still romantic." I added.

Ye Wuxin flicked his sleeves coldly and walked away. Of course, these corpses that were brought back were not to be refined into Corpse Puppet, but to add Malicious Grudge to the already improved Corpse Puppets. The more Malicious Grudge the Corpse Puppet had, the more powerful it was. The people who died here today were full of resentment. A corpse could at least add a month's worth of Malicious Grudge to a Corpse Puppet.