Horror Adults Novels & Stories

“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.”

I don’t know for y’all but Halloween is far more fun than Christmas. You get to show off your creative dark side, scare the living daylights out of kids, give them expired candy and loot candy from weak kids— the joys of Halloween. You can do almost anything you want and get away with it so long as you have your mask on. Before I start today’s confession I gotta warn you kids and adults to refrain from any illegal acts. Welcome to Hell, lovelies ONE NEED NOT BE A CHAMBER TO BE HAUNTED. ONE NEED NOT BE A HOUSE. THE BRAIN HAS CORRIDORS SURPASSING MATERIAL

This time, Wills could no longer cover things up. He slowly raised his head and looked at the people. He flashed them a cold smile and looked exactly like a ferocious ghost in a horror movie. When everyone else saw him, they felt frightened, and a shiver ran down their spines. Some of the timid girls dared not even look at him. They just hid behind other people. The holy woman stared at Wills and said, “You’re really an adult?”

“Wow, you seem like you have an interesting setup. I thought you worked out of the station, though.” “Well, we get a lot of criticism about our work, so we keep the bulk of it away from prying eyes.” “So, a lot of occult stuff and UFOs?” “Along with sightings and encounters with legendary creatures.” “Really like what? Vampires and dragons?” “. Here’s your burger. As for this, we’re thinking, magical satanic rituals and such.” “Satan, eh? That’s not in my range of experience. You’re talking demon summoning and things like that?”

I asked her curiously as I sat comfortably on her couch and the three of them sat on the big one adjacent to mine. "Well, I believe that there's nothing to be scared of. The ghosts, vampires, witches, and werewolves are just in the books. Right? Fiction. Not real." My oblivious girlfriend explained, and that made the three of us, supermarket beings, look at each other. If you just knew, Pryce. None of us here is purely human. "Uh, yeah, yeah. They're just in the books. Horror books. They are a product of one's creative minds… and to scare people." Sander agreed with her best friend. Now, I really don't know how we will tell Pryce about the whole truth.

I stayed with Adley in her small living room, watching horror movies about creatures that didn’t exist in this world, until darkness smothered the outside world, peeking in through the sheer curtains that made their living room feel all too exposed. “Zombies always give me the creeps.” Adley shuddered, “There’s something so scary about coming back from the dead, having your face and limbs rot like that. Bleh, no thank you.” “I can’t be afraid of zombies, not when things like ghouls and Librarian’s exist.” I let out a hearty laugh, trying to imagine a hoard of zombies maneuvering through the forest at night.

But as the images sharpen, horror crawls up my spine. The thumbnails are nauseating. Young boys and girls—far too young—are bound and bleeding, their eyes empty or wide with terror. Some scenes show adults masked in wolf imagery, laughing while they hurt them. The titles are vile. “Training the Pack," "Little Prey," "Broken Howls." "Jesus," Hayden breathes, his voice hollow. All the blood drains from my face. I feel sick to my stomach. "They've been doing this for years," my husband whispers, his voice cracking with disgust and rage. "This isn't just Rachel. This is... a network."

Aaron shrugged, cheeks stuffed with food. Me: “Been a while since I watched a horror movie. Since my life’s basically been one anyway, let’s watch that.” I glanced at him. His eyes widened. Me: “What? Wait—don’t tell me you get scared?” He chewed slowly, swallowed. Aaron: “Of course not! It’s just… my dad used to say it was a bad omen to watch horror movies at night.” I chuckled. Me: “Let me guess—you were a kid when he said that?”

When chaos descend on Love🔥😈) Season 2 Episode 23 (Halloween….) *Author’s POV* Halloween! That time of the year you get to be scary and spooky in a costume, with everywhere designated in dark and weird designs. Kids know for truck oh treats every Halloween night! Adult known to gather their family playing scary games! And teens, we all know what they do. They party and have the darkest fun…. VIXEN’s hall scream a very tiny loud sound coming from the DJ hired signaling the start of party.

Age 18… I can’t believe I’m doing this. I can’t believe I’m doing this. I can’t believe I’m doing this. These words repeat in my head as I sit in the client room at The Sanctuary, staring at the checklist Dom Adam gave me. A week has passed since my eighteenth birthday, officially making me an adult in the human and paranormal worlds alike. My birthday gift to myself is a membership at The Sanctuary, a local werewolf BDSM club. Tonight is my first session with my dom, and I’m desperately trying to hold myself together.