Grindr Horror Stories Novels & Stories

asked Edwin. I looked at Edwin who looked desperately pleading with me. I immediately smirked at Edwin. Edwin must have wanted me to take him home out of fear of these vampire rumors. "Sorry, I have a date tonight," I said with a sly face. It's not that I don't understand Edwin's fear. It's just, that I promised Frey to come tonight. In the last few days, there have been mixed rumors about vampire attacks. This was because all of the victims were bleeding and there were several bite marks on the victim's bodies.

She leans in close and sniffs me, her long tangled grey hair tickling my nose. Hearing a demented laugh explode from her, I inwardly cringe while she raises her head and peers at me with the scariest eyes I have ever seen. When they look at me, it's as if I am peering into a deep red abyss, so terrifying that I could only ever imagine it in my worst of nightmares. Her face is grotesque and when she laughs again, I see two teeth. Those two teeth though, look razor sharp like fangs.

In a nice voice I reply “Just had the scariest nightmare of my life. Why are you awake at 2 in the morning?” If I had of called anyone else, they would have ripped my head off for calling at such an ungodly hour. “Oh, you poor baby, its okay it was just a nightmare.” She purrs. There’s a short pause before she says “Aaron is over and we are watching horror movies, my

Ryan didn’t sleep that night. Even with Chris asleep on the couch and Daniel curled up in the arm chair refusing to go home in case Ryan needed him the apartment felt haunted. Not with ghosts. But with memories. And paranoia. Every creak in the floor. Every flicker of shadow outside the window. Every time the refrigerator hummed a little too loud. He kept thinking Adrien would appear in the mirror again. Because he had once. That night after the party. Ryan had been brushing his teeth, and when he’d looked up, Adrien’s reflection had stared back through the window behind him.

Grinda cried, her fear beginning to elapse into a panic attack at the realisation that the men in the other room might as well kill them. “I told you not to trust him… not to come to this club.., I told you” Grinda said to her, her voice Tired and soft. She wasn’t shouting like Tahlia expected her to. “She should be mad at her right now,” Tahlia thought to herself. She reached her hands toward her friend's bleeding head and cleaned the blood with my two palms but it kept flowing. Tahlia wondered to herself how she’s still conscious and talking to her.

There was a loud crunch as he fell to the ground. Another advanced on me just as I finished with the first one, grabbing at my neck. The beast stumbled to me, a nightmare of blazing yellow eyes, its wide-open mouth dripping with thick, acrid saliva. I ducked under his greedy hands, bringing my head up between his arms. I whacked my head into his nose, watching him tumble over in pain. I grabbed his shoulders and kneed him in the groin as if my life depended on it. Well, I guess it kinda did.

Jaxon nodded appreciatively at the explanation. “The Vampire and Druid Factions are also returning. This means we’ll have a full house again. By now we’re accustomed to it. I expect everyone to be on their best behaviour. We’re the hosts. Talks will also begin on building a permanent plan for future events, such as these. This means your reports must include all the issues you have with your involvement. Your ability to function. Improvements for future missions. We need your input.” Gregory took a breath. “The last reported location of the barguest was the old Colton graveyard. It headed northwest. The creature is the size of three to four shifter wolves. It also has magic that allows it to