Horror Sans X Reader Novels & Stories

Soft, sultry music began to fill the space. Sarah’s chest rose and fell with anxiety. This was real. She was really going to have BDSM sex with a monster. A man she loathed. Her mind flashed to Vincent—his touch, his warmth, his love. She had thought he would be her last. He was enough. He was everything. But fate—cruel, mocking fate—had dragged her into this. “Still scared?” Xander’s voice was low, smooth, almost amused. Sarah’s eyes met his. He looked like something out of a vampire fantasy—sharp, sculpted, alluring in a way that made her skin crawl and her breath hitch.

Chapter 27 Sansa's POV "You look dangerously captivating in my shirt," Xavier said seductively. It fits you significantly better than I expected." I instantly said, "I had no other clothing options, so I had to borrow it." Xavier's face shifted from want to rage, his voice tinged with entitlement. "How dare you wear my shirt without my permission?" He screamed, his rage echoing throughout the room. As Xavier's abrupt change in tone caught me off guard, fear coursed through my veins and my heart pounded in my chest. The mood became tense, and the knowledge that I was playing a risky game sank into my head.

His chest seemed to glisten with a light sheen of sweat as he pumped into his hand. “Rene, I’m so close.” After a minute, he grunted as cum shot onto his stomach and chest in thick streams. I wanted to lick it off, slurping and savoring the taste. I wondered how Remy would feel inside my pussy. In my mouth. In my ass. “Next time, I’m coming in that pretty mouth of yours,” he said, as if he’d read my mind. He reached for a toilet paper on his desk and gently wiped his chest and abdomen.

Compared to the astonishment and shock of the disciples, Xavier—a half-immortal practitioner—had a moment of silence before sighing heavily, "Horra refused to listen, and Adrian ended up getting personally involved. This was a battle between half-immortals." When they were playing chess in the courtyard before, Xavier tried his best to persuade Horra not to take the loss of Tomos and Sachin too personally. Moreover, Horra's injuries were still not fully healed, rendering his strength somewhat below his peak. Yet Horra, much to Xavier's surprise, went straight to Northsea. Horra's fiery personality meant resulted in a lack of patience, and he was too stubborn to wait at least a month. When th

Haelyn Pov I felt like my chest was caving in, my breaths coming out in sharp, ragged gasps as I locked eyes with the bloodthirsty Alpha Xavier from the Crestwood pack. His eyes, dark and gleaming with cruel mischief, fixed on me like a predator savoring its prey. It was as if I had walked straight into a nightmare, every second stretching out in agonizing terror. "Luna, breathe." Alicia's voice cut through the suffocating fear, now standing next to me, her hand brushing my arm in reassurance. But I couldn’t—no matter how much I tried, the air refused to fill my lungs. My body was frozen in place.

It feels like something under my chest are about to explode. The surroundings are so blurry and the next thing I knew is my back hit something before darkness subside my consciousness. ### Amira's POV I excitedly scan my newly bought book from the bookstore lately. It's all about paranormal stories. It was so thick as it consists of different paranormal stories. Since I get so tired of reading cliche romance stories, I have tried out reading horror again since I'm fond of it as well. As soon as I opened the first page, it excites me after reading first sentence.

The memories came slowly, but they came. Frank had been drained of his blood by the blonde vampire that I saw him with in the theater. I was dating a vampire and his daughter drank my blood from my inner thigh after… well, after what she did. Frank’s blood was drained the same way. I couldn’t help wondering if the vampire who killed him brought him to erotic heights before sinking her fangs into him like Sasha had done with me. Was I dead? I threw the covers back to investigate my inner thigh. There was no sign of a wound. None of any sort. Remembering Sasha also bit my neck, my hand flew to where the wound should have been, but found nothing except smooth, warm flesh.

she asked sounding scared. She looked around the room nervously. There was red dim lighting in the whole room. Different types of weird BDSM objects were hanging on the wall. Xenia wasn't an innocent little girl who won't understand such objects. Watching porn she has learned about these things but she never imagined being in a BDSM relationship because it is scary for her. Xenia screamed like a mad woman when he took off her clothes. She tried to wriggle but everything went in vain. Her soul almost left her body when he took a flogger in his hand.

Then, abruptly, Xander stopped. I looked around. Nothing but endless shadows and towering trunks. The wind howled through the branches, whispering secrets I couldn't decipher. "This is a joke, right?" I folded my arms, irritation bubbling beneath my unease. Xander turned to me, his expression unreadable. Then, without warning, he let out a sharp, piercing whistle. The ground trembled beneath me. A deep, guttural growl echoed through the darkness. My blood ran cold. I spun, heart pounding, as a massive, hulking shadow emerged from the trees. Glowing red eyes locked onto me, and a snarl ripped through the silence, sharp and deadly.

’ None of that calmed my nerves, after all, I was still guilty of murder whether nobody knew or not. Anna on the other hand, looked lovely and rejuvenated. She had on a new hairstyle with her eyebrows trimmed and her figure was just to die for. She looked happy, except when she waved that newspaper in my face, she looked completely startled. ‘Chomee did you have to scare me like that?’ I answered, jumping off the bed. The holidays were over but it had slipped my mind that a lot of people would be coming back, including my roommate Anna.