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Chapter 34 Escape WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS (GORE, SEXUAL, SUICIDAL, DANGEROUS, EXPLICIT) SCENES AND WORDS NOT SUITABLE FOR PEOPLE BELOW 18 YEARS OLD. READ AT YOUR OWN RISKS! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! “Victoria?” walking towards her direction, Lester raised his hand to pry the door open but as his fingers touched the cold metal, he froze in shock.

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“I didn’t get the chance to thank you.” Her breath shook. “Thank me? You kissed me without my permission,” she whispered. “You scared me. And now—now you’re here? Why? What do you want from me?” The corner of his mouth tilted, almost amused. “So you know who I am.” “You’re Adriano Greco,” she said, her voice trembling. “The monster people talk about.” He took another step closer. “Monster?” he repeated softly. “That’s what they call me?”

That is the strangest thing I have ever thought in my life. That familiar itch starts to spread across my neck, down my chest to my stomach. It itches so bad, I pull up my shirt and when I do, I scream out into the empty dark room that is lit only by the moonlight and a single nightlight over by the entrance. Daring to look down again, I see that where I had just scratched, is a gaping wound and there is a maggot crawling out of it. I hear a noise from behind me and when I turn on my heels, I watch as the same man from before stands about a foot taller than I am and is staring right into my eyes. He opens his mouth and states, “You have finally awakened. Good.”

I smile at the thought of calling Francis tonight to tell him about this, tell him about how I'd gone out on my own and made it back safely. ​We make it past two more of my mental checkpoints, with only three more left before my apartment complex. I turn a familiar corner but stop immediately when the shadows completely swallow my vision, taking out any speck of light and leaving nothing but blackness in its wake. Sassy tugs at the leash, but I don't move, my heart plummeting to the bottom of my chest within an instant. Horror blooms inside at not being able to tell whether my eyes were open or closed.

(4). Fear of the Unknown [When the dead comes back to life] . . Chapter 4: Creaks... . ~~Lyla Drew~~ I walked out of my room hurriedly shutting the door behind me. I’m not taking any chances. Walking downstairs, I paused hearing a creaky sound in the upstairs floorboard. Don’t think about it, Lyla. This house is old, it has creaks all the time. I assured myself while heading downstairs and then to the dining room where Klaus was already waiting for me.

With that said, Frederick began to unbuckle his belt. Fiona was stunned as she watched Frederick who was seemingly trying to take off his pants. What was he trying to do? Suddenly, Fiona thought of a classical horror movie called, "Those Female Ghosts." In the movie, the main character, Marshall, had ended up sleeping with all the— Although Anya was currently Frederick's fiancée, based on her understanding of Anya's character, Anya would not be intimate with Frederick until their marriage. Did Frederick go crazy from holding it in for too long? Is that why he was planning to take advantage of the female ghost before him after seeing that the female ghost was cute and had good curves?

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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.

I stumbled upstairs, pushing through sweaty bodies, my short party dress riding up my thighs as I hurried up the stairs. The house seemed endless, corridor after corridor, door after door. I just wanted somewhere quiet to understand what was wrong with me. I tried several doors, but they were either locked or occupied by students, making out or fucking themselves. Finally, I found one at the end of the long hallway on the top floor. It looked quiet and safe. I slipped inside and closed the door with a soft click.