Freak Stories Novels & Stories

I smile at my daughter and say, “Over medium, please.” Then she looks at Gabriel, fighting a smile. “Can you eat better than you can dance?” The girls erupt into laughter, and Gabriel holds his hands up in defeat. “Look at it this way, ladies: I gave you a great story.” Britanya looks between me and Gabriel and winks. “Doesn’t seem like the story’s over.”

We emerged clean but marked—hickeys on my neck, light bruises on my hips from Jake’s grip, a pleasant soreness between my legs that reminded me of everything we had done. Breakfast was surprisingly normal on the surface; coffee, pancakes, laughter—but the looks we exchanged were anything but. Every glance carried the memory of tongues, cocks, and shared orgasms. This was only the beginning. I had never felt more alive. 😊

He felt fast action was vital,so he tried to twist the cyclist's head back to it's proper position,BREAKING THE BIKER'S NECK! 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!

Trigger warning: Stage Rape content. Please, if you're too sensitive to noncon-con, or it's not your fetish, I'd suggest you jump to the next story. This is brutally unapologetic. Much love from my end 💖 Theme: Rape fetish, magic, freeze and fuck, bestie fantasy, multiple orgasm, masturbation... AMAYA.

FREAKY AFTER DARK: CONTENT WARNINGS What You're About To Read This collection doesn't do safe. It doesn't do vanilla. If you're looking for paranormal romance where the monsters are basically humans with extra features, keep scrolling. Freaky After Dark is unapologetically filthy paranormal erotica where supernatural beings act like the feral, dominant, possessive creatures they actually are. These stories are designed for readers who've been waiting for monster romance that actually commits to the monster part.

“Gonna ruin this pussy for anyone else. Stretch it wide so only our cocks fit from now on.” Zeeyah’s moans turned into desperate, muffled screams around Ryder’s cock. Drool ran down her chin. Her legs shook. The triple sensation was too much — Cole’s brutal thrusts hitting deep, Blaze’s tongue flicking her clit nonstop, Ryder’s thick cock fucking her throat.

We kept going for hours that night—on the couch, in the shower, even quick ones in the living room when we thought we had time. Then the night everything broke. Mia came home early from her trip. She had bags of wedding magazines and takeout in her hands. She walked in smiling, calling out “Surprise!” I froze. Xavier and I had just finished on the couch. I could still feel him inside me, his cum starting to drip down my thigh. He tensed up behind me. “Uh… hey, Mia,” I said, my voice shaking. Xavier tried to act normal. “Hey babe,” he said, but his voice sounded tight.

Don't get it wrong. Sometimes stereotypes were spot on correct and sometimes they weren't. This was again, another case in Brianna Samuels. She wasn't one of those bitches that everyone knew about because of stereotypes, that lived for gossip and brought people down just so they felt better about themselves. Okay, well Brianna did live for gossip, but mostly the harmless type of gossip and she definitely did not live to step on people. The type of gossip she lived for would basically be classified as petty theft in contrast to murder. Basically who dated who and who's hot and whatnot.

It’s like all the worries and stresses of the world just fade away when you’re surrounded by nature like this. We have some more wine and fall into an easy conversation about places that we would like to visit and places we don’t want to visit. I laugh when Freddy tells me he would never like to visit Japan because of how weird they seem to be if you are to believe everything you find on the internet—I’m crying when he tells me about vending machines that sell used panties. Suddenly, Freddy turns to me with a mischievous glint in his eye. “You know what would make this even better?”

“Are you freaking kidding me?!” Mike blurted out. “Nope, and don’t yell. You’ll scare the fish.” “So, you are trying to make me believe that there is some kind of weird, supernatural zoo on the base?” “Yes, because there is. I have seen some of these things, and you would not believe some of them. I don’t believe some of them, and I saw them. I even had a pair of pants shredded by a chupacabra, and I don’t mean the dog-looking one. I am talking about the freaky, flying lizard, kangaroo kind of thing. It was the most bizarre thing I have ever seen in my life. On the bright side, Wren got me three new pairs of pants to replace the one that was shredded. I think he even felt bad that I had to c