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Kian's gaze finds me, and he extends his hand. "It's getting colder," he murmurs, a little cold in his tone. I stand and sit further from him, between Max and Doty, and they both smile at me. As the night went on, the guys told scary stories, which were really scary, like the horror films Mya makes me watch.

"Your pussy will pay for what you did today for a long, long time." A shudder ran down Emma's spine. She should be scared of this guy she stabbed and he was still issuing threats. Who still had the strength to fuck her to orgasm while bleed. But she wasn't afraid. She was excited. She couldn't wait for what Romero would do to her next.

He was lying face down, and face up, all at once. I live in that house now. I am the village "fixer." And every night, I listen to the scratching beneath the floorboards. I don't fear the ones that crawl. I fear the ones that wait. Because now I know that the most terrifying thing in the world isn't death—it’s a corpse that refuses to close its eyes.

he said, forcing cheer into his voice, “how’s everyone feeling? Spooked yet?” Marla gave him a brittle smile. “You should turn that off. It attracts them.” Lucas laughed, but Emily noticed how he hesitated before lowering the camera. She crouched by the fire pit, arranging wood and struggling with the lighter. Her hands shook more than she wanted to admit. “This isn’t just about stories, you know,” she said quietly. “People died here. Disappeared.” Vanessa scoffed. “And every small town has its local ghost story. There’s no documented evidence.”

Jones stared at Claire as she whispered, “What happened next?” Suddenly, she was a little girl again. He used to tell her scary stories about werewolves, vampires, fae, and warlocks. May hated it, but he couldn’t say no when his little niece looked up at him with big eyes and asked so politely for a story. He would always stopped at the climax, sighed dramatically, and say that it’s too scary. She would grab his hand and say she wasn’t scared, that she would be brave. She would ask, so excited, “What happened next?”

Lea replied, looking horrified. “What? No he would not say something as gruesome like that.” I said. Raven? Nope, he even fears the horror films about ghosts and crazy murders with a chainsaw, and he would say something like that? It would have terrified his brain. Lea raised her eyebrows at me, assessing if I was serious with what I had just said. “You are kidding me… Alpha Crowden? Alpha Crowden of Kingston Pack? Oh lady, I have heard stories about him already. Gruesome stories. His adventures, his kills, his missions, his battles, and blood, blood everywhere.”

“That drunken BASTARD! That dirty, drunken BASTARD! The car with no headlights flying down the goddamn highway. That stupid, drunk bastard hit and killed us!” And then Paul let out a primordial scream which rivaled the devil himself! So loud, the birds roosting in the trees, thousands of them flew out of the graveyard! Now every year on Halloween, Paul Butterfield and Ben Eisner repeat the night they died into eternity. “Mikayla, why are you hiding under the blanket? I thought you watched scary stuff all the time?” “Oh Grandpa, that was the scariest story you ever told!” “Well, whatever you do, don’t tell your mom and dad, they’ll have my hide!”

They watched the couple from afar for their reactions. “Waaaaaaa!” Hoonie screamed. He was so shocked and then he stood up from the bench. He was really scared. He thought there were some bad spirits or ghosts around. Sheena looked at him and worried. She stood up and checked if he was okay. “Are you okay, Hoonie?” Sheena asked and worried about him. Hoonie was so pale. But he acted cool and pretended that he was not scared at all. He cleared his throat and looked away from Sheena. “Um, yeah, Sheena. I am okay.” Hoonie lied. ‘What was that? Why did these balloons suddenly pop out? I think this amusement park is haunted.’ Hoonie thought and assumed.

It said ‘ HAUNTED HOUSE ’ it looked as if it was written with blood and Lucifer grinned. “ Don't tell me you want us to go in there ? ” he said. “ Of course ” Skyler said. “ Tch....if you want something scary I could scare you myself than for us to go in there ” “ Wait...wait don't tell me you're scared ” Skyler said wiggling her thin brows. “ Tch... Scared ? No ! I'm just concerned about you my love ” Lucifer said. “ Not that when you come across a ghost you will end up jumping on me ”