Grindr Horror Stories Novels & Stories

I hurried over and tapped the man. "Hey, are you okay?" My hand touched his back, and I froze. A chill ran through me. I turned him over. Every muscle in me locked up. It was the guy from 603. He had multiple stab wounds to the chest, blood soaking his clothes and the mattress beneath him. I nearly collapsed to the floor. What the hell was going on? "Are you out of your fucking mind?" A furious shout rang out from downstairs. It was Jacob. Worried he might run into the killer somewhere in the building, I pushed open the stairwell door and hurried downstairs. In the darkness, my foot struck something, and I nearly tumbled down the stairs.

Chapter 1: Caught Fucking Around Trigger warning: This story is raw, gritty. It's not the kind that pets you. It will strip you off your pride like a little dirty dog, take you to your peak and punish you harder. When you're done, your pussy won't be the only thing that leaks... your master's marks will be your new tattoo, and little puppy, you'll thank him for it. Drop now if you hate dirty stories with degradation. Britanny's POV

Sometimes I dream of my mother when she will come pick me up and takes me with her in some fancy new house, and we life happily ever after, but my reality back in the orphanage was far from that! I still remember him… Mr. Dubois… "it's your birthday Manda, let me give you your present!" He said while starting touching me in places I didn't like so I ran!" I’m shaking now, tears streaming down my face. The memories are too vivid, too raw. I can almost feel Mr. Dubois’s clammy hands on my skin, hear his disgusting voice whispering in my ear. "And after some days spending with a group of kids, getting almost caught by the cops and getting almost raped again, you've found me!" I end my horror st

I whisper to the ceiling, my voice cracking and raw. I scramble up, feeling the heavy throb still pulsing between my legs. I head for the shower, turning the water as hot as I can stand. I scrub until my skin is pink and stinging, trying to wash away the phantom sensation of those tattooed arms. But the memory of those almond eyes is burned into the back of my eyelids. I dress quickly, pulling on baggy jeans and an oversized sweater to hide the fact that I feel like I’m still vibrating. The kitchen downstairs smells like home, a grounding contrast to the carnal chaos of my head. Gran is already up, humming a low tune while she pours steaming lemon tea into a mug. A plate of her signature sho

That moment I looked briefly at nerdy but she was watching Granny with wide eyes. "Mom, she is okay now. Maybe because we all are here, they couldn't talk properly. Come, let's go back to your rest room." Granny agreed and went after caressing nerdy's hair for the last time. John and Emma were also trying fast to escape from there. But my voice stopped them. "Do you think you people can easily escape from this??" "Christian…" John started to say something but as soon as my cold glare reached him, he froze.

Knowing your mate being hurt was one of the worst pain to our beasts. [He's agitated, but Soulstrom helps a lot.] Kirsch comforted me, but he sounded worried himself, [Last time he heard about Jason trying to hurt you he went in total rage. So he's actually doing considerably well!] [He what?!] I gasped, looking up at Kirsch in shock. All three of them suddenly turned to stare at me. "What's wrong?" Granny asked with a frown, her eyes fell on me for my huge reaction. "Why are you telling horror stories on a dark night!" I rolled my eyes, found an excuse quickly.

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.

Trigger Warnings 18+ ONLY This collection contains explicit sexual content including: Graphic MM sex scenes BDSM dynamics Dubious consent Power exchange Rough sex Possessive/dominant behavior Strong language Reader discretion is strongly advised. A collection of stories about men who want more... Strangers in dark clubs, rivals who can't keep their hands off each other, alphas and Omegas bound by something older than either of them, two men who've been circling each other for years finally giving in. Every story stands alone. Every story burns differently. Some are quick and dirty, some take their time. Some are about the first time, and some are about the last

enough to make you drip? “Let’s take this off,” he said, pulling down the zip of my dress. A cold breeze kissed my liberated back, transporting me again to that night. My roommate was on her knees, a man’s erection was in her mouth while her hand played with another man’s…… And kneeling before her was another man whose mouth was feasting on her bosom whilst his hands stroked his erection. “Oh my God!!!!” I screamed, my things tumbling to the floor. Their heads turned to my direction yet neither of them stopped their disgraceful engagements except my roommate whose mouth made a pop sound as she pulled away from the man’s erection.

“Harder. Don't stop.” Hans leaned downward and helped Devon suck my other nipple. Devon pulled away from him and Hans's finger twisted the wet nipples he had abandoned. I arched into him, my fingers fisting as I offered my ass to Mitch even more, spreading my legs wider. His balls slapped against my ass, wet and obscene. The sounds echoed off the basement walls, slapping skin, wet mouths, groans, and my own broken whimpers. “Now we're gonna fuck you one after the other. We're gonna make the sweet cunt of yours drip all over our dicks and we're gonna suck you dry. Hope you're ready for that.”