Grindr Horror Stories Novels & Stories

“They forgot the rules. It won’t happen again.” She shook in his arms. The dark thrill that had pulled her back to him twisted violently into something far more terrifying... pure horror at the casual violence she had just witnessed. This wasn’t a thrilling fantasy she could walk away from when the yacht returned to shore. This was Viktor Garfield’s real world... brutal, unforgiving, and soaked in blood. He tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet his eyes. The charismatic predator was back in his gaze, but now she saw the monster clearly beneath the charm.

She sat on Jax’s lap, pushing her round, soft ass against his hard dick, while Marcus and Leo pushed in from the sides. She was sandwiched between them, feeling their hot breath and strong hands all over her. Marcus grabbed one of her heavy breasts and started to suck on the hard tip, while Leo bit her neck and Jax gripped her thick thighs. Layla was soaking wet, her pussy dripping juice onto Jax’s pants. Jax didn't wait; he pulled her dress up, guided his thick, hot dick to her opening, and shoved inside her from behind. Layla let out a loud, raw scream as he stretched her tight walls, filling her up completely. While Jax slammed into her from behind with a loud, wet thud, Marcus unzipped h

Ryker described how he liked to choke guys until their eyes watered and their cocks leaked all over his hand. I was throbbing by the time the sun dipped lower, the golden light almost gone outside. My mind kept flashing filthy images I couldn’t stop. Both of them. On me. In me. Taking turns. Making me moan like the people in their stories. Rowan stretched, arms above his head, shirt riding all the way up to show the trail of dark hair disappearing into his low-slung jeans. “Fuck this. I’m sweaty from the drive and all this wrestling. The hot tub’s probably nice and hot by now.”

He grunted like a banshee, I turned the other way. Trying to pull away but he used his free hand, smacking my lips as he thrusted his cock into my mouth and with a scream, he pulled his cock out of my mouth. I gasped, breathing hard for air as my lips were wide open. Francis ran his hand through his cock, his eyes were red and his veins were about to pop as he continued the motion. “ Fuckin cum!” He screamed, it sounded like he was talking to himself as he let out an animalistic grunt.

I know that you are wondering what could be this guy now, but as I've said to you earlier this is the best way to tell the tale with good mysteries. Patrick coughs to take him out from the dream, "Sir, you were telling something?" 'I was telling you something else? Yes, and these thousand deaths have occurred in just the past ten days and when we found the bodies, there was no blood inside them. Many dead bodies were not harmed not a single scratch but some were tortured endlessly. I cannot explain the picture of those torture carcasses, the one that is easy to tell was the corpse pierced with needles, it seemed as if someone had made those holes on his body one after the other to torture. T

’ I handed her the leftovers and left her alone. ‘Aren’t you going to eat?’ ‘I have lost my appetite.’ ‘Morning chomee.’ Anna greeted me the next day. ‘I’m sorry for arguing with you last night. It is just that I have heard horrible stories about people disappearing without a trace in this God-forsaken city and I worry a lot about you. You and I are like sisters.’ ‘Come on friend, God-forsaken? It is not that bad; you just need to get used to it.’

In 1983 a Mrs Carson of New York was laid out in our coffin, presumed dead of hear disease. As mourners watched, she suddenly sat up, alive as you or I. Unfortunately her daughter dropped dead of fright on the spot. 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!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.

The red-haired player was completely panicking, shouting nonstop, "Help me! Hurry!" By the time Silvia and the other girl tried to reach him, it was too late. Ximena's hair turned into sharp blades and pierced through his entire body. He was riddled with holes in an instant. That wig was terrifying! This petite ghost bride was absolutely vicious, chasing Silvia and the short-haired girl all over the room. Meanwhile, I stayed in the coffin, watching the chaos unfold. Suddenly, Silvia stopped and turned to stare straight at Ximena. Ximena's speed began to slow.

Patty groaned with visible frustrations on her face. " Let's just tell some horror stories." My eyes lightened up as I hear horror stories. I love horror stories too. Sheena usually tells me something about horrors. At first, I'll cover my ears and pretend I didn't hear anything from her but sooner it wonders me and catch my interest. I sometimes read one-shot horror stories.

Blood splattered everywhere. What happened? What is this Grunger monster doing to this camp? "Werner, have you woken up from your dream?" shouted the Grunger monster in a shrill voice. "Now, watch how I will snatch this girl from your care and protection." "Casey, I will save you!" shouted Malik breathlessly. "Let go of that girl, you fucking monster!" threatened Malik while trying to kneel and get up. My long hair swayed until the tips touched the frozen ground. Instead of letting me go, this Grunger monster actually lifted my legs higher. It felt excruciating pain. Blood continued to flow from my wound due to being scratched by wood chips on the window.