Horror Adults Novels & Stories

I watched her throat work as she swallowed the sticky fluid. I looked up just in time to see Heather dart back into her room, wearing nothing but a nightshirt. She'd just watched her older sister drink my cum. Honey must have seen the near panic on my face, but she wasn't worried. She just gave my still hard dick another long, languid lick, from the base up to where cum was still leaking from the tip. "Don't worry, Daddy." Honey said. "She already knows."

If the challenge is failed, they are unable to rule their pack and are pretty much kicked out. I couldn't hold up my false smile anymore as a prickly sensation came over me, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end. Someone's watching me. I turned around, looking for anybody around me, but found I was alone. Then I spotted them. Some people from across the room stared me down, revenge gleaming in their eyes. I felt the breath in my body leave as I zeroed in on one. I could tell he wasn't a Shifter, but that doesn't mean he wasn't a threat.

I was probably behaving weirdly and I could see he starting to worry. "Yeah, it's just-- I'm cold. Yeah cold." I lied. It wasn't actually a lie since I suddenly felt chilled to the bones. "Oh, hold on for a moment then, we should set up the camps soon its dark after all and this place keeps getting creepier but no worries okay? I've been in forests even late at night and there are no such things as witches or wizards or vamps." He chuckled. He said that to calm me down but down but all I could feel was more fear at the mention of vampire but laughed with him Anyways, she didn't want start acting like a sissy, that was Sadie's and Adrianna's job.

The vampire then had turns with each of the girls in the most disturbing matter one can think of, draining them of their blood after he had finished forcing himself on them. The screaming and the devilishly wild scene that Adams was witnessing overwhelmed him to the extent it became an impossible task for him to continue watching. Adams came out of the dark underground passage and stumbled to his room, his mind reeling from the horrifying images he had just witnessed. The weight of what he had seen seemed to physically crush him, and he struggled to make sense of the strange alliance between witches, werewolves, and vampires. Does Lucian know about this? Adams wondered, feeling a knot of fea

And just like that, we put up a secret shoot at the Manor, to include a little surprise for Brandon on his grand finale. Brett called me the next day, as the official spokesperson for his boss’ request. There had been no more scuffles or troubles of any kind between the pervs at Quaker Hall and the children crusaders at Tinicum Hall, but they were holding a special summer night event on the 20, the Horror Camp or something like that. The grounds would be brimming with people who would take part in haunted attractions, escape games, and all kinds of fun indoors and outdoors from dusk to dawn, including a ghost hunt in the Mayflower building and Quaker Hall. There would be a ton of security sp

The two demons were still laughing when the mirror bled pure red. Thick black smoke poured out from the glass like oil, spilling across the bedroom floor. From that darkness, three more figures stepped forward, making it five in total. These weren’t men anymore. They were tall, horned nightmares — curved black horns scraping the ceiling, red eyes burning like coals, muscles rippling under skin that looked scorched. Their cocks were obscene: thick as wrists, veined like twisted ropes, heads flared and leaking heavy, glowing precum that dripped in long sticky strands onto the floor with wet plops.

They emerge from a hole in the ground, a dark and menacing opening that seems to be the very gate to the underworld. The Drider, an equally terrifying entity, accompanies them. Its appearance is a grotesque blend of spider and humanoid, with a body covered in dark hair and long, sharp legs that creak with every movement. Its eyes, a bloody red, reflect pure malice and an insatiable thirst for power. Together, Drider and the Skinning of the mind are the embodiment of horror, a sight that could chill the bravest of souls to the bone.

I fell asleep towards the end. "You said you weren't scared?" Camila argues. "You said it was a boring movie. You slept." I chuckle. "Well, I lied. I only put on a brave face." "That must have been a scary movie. You must've been scared, Lippy," Hearing says my nickname makes my body feel sick. Leah peeks her way through my conversation with Camila. "But you must know scary movies are just make-believe stories. There is no such thing as Freddy Kruger or Jason. It's okay to be scared; as adults, we see those movies as not real. Even children can tell the difference between fiction and non-fiction."

I replied back and kept the phone on the table. I was bored. So I played some movie in my laptop. I watched Annabelle, a horror film. The film is very scary and good. Even so, I'm not afraid of ghost. When I was a child, I was very afraid of ghosts. However, as I grew up, I realised that people are scarier than ghosts. Now. I'm only afraid of Burglars, Kidnappers and rapist people. I sighed and looked at the clock. It's almost 1:30 pm. I ordered my lunch through an online hotel since I don't know how to cook.

Lila’s eyes widened in shock. Her hand was still inside her soaked shorts, fingers covered in her own wetness. She froze against the wall, heart pounding hard in her chest. He towered over her, inked knuckles flexing at his sides. Sweat still ran down his muscular chest. His voice came out low and dangerous. “I know exactly what you’ve been watching, little girl. Every filthy video. Every time you touch that pretty pussy thinking about me.” Lila’s face burned hot with shame, but her body betrayed her. Her nipples stayed hard against her tank top. Fresh wetness leaked out of her and soaked her shorts even more. She couldn’t look away from him.