Horror Sans X Reader Novels & Stories

“Sa piling kasi ng mahal nila, doon nila nahahanap ang kanilang sarili.” “Ah…” “Blue…” “Hmm…” “May tanong pa ako sa’yo.” “Inatake na naman ang curiosity mo. Ako naman ang magtatanong sa’yo. Kung isasapeikula ang buhay natin, ano kaya ang magiging genre?” “Hmm… Romance?” “Mali.” “Eh ano?” “Horror. Ikaw ba naman may kasamang sleepwalker na tumatawa na parang mangkukulam gabi-gabi.”

The fabric was practically see-through, my nipples clearly visible, the hem brushing against my bare pussy with every step. I padded quietly to the kitchen, the cool tiles cold under my feet. I opened the fridge for a bottle of water and leaned over the sink to fill a glass. A firm hand cracked across my ass without warning. “Ouch!” I gasped, spinning around. Alex stood there in nothing but gray sweatpants, eyes dark in the dim light from the fridge. His gaze dragged slowly down my body, taking in the sheer nightie and the way my hard nipples pressed against the fabric.

She froze in place, her lips parting in utter shock and terror. I looked at Dr. Drake. Then I looked back at the terrified girl standing in front of me. A slow, dark, wicked grin spread across my face as I took a step toward her. "Mommy...?" I repeated smoothly, my voice dropping into a deep, dangerous purr. "Well, well, well. Isn't this interesting?"

Xavier watched her as discreetly as he could without going full on creepy stare. Setting her glass in the cup holder, she reached into her bag and pulled out a different book from the one she had the first time. Bummer, it might have been fun to watch her read smut. “Oh I guess we done with reading sex stories?” he asked with a snicker before he could stop himself. She jerked her head toward him, and her glossed lips fell open with a little pop. “What?” “I’m sorry.” Xavier laughed, riding the charged feeling in the air between them.

However the words quickly died down in her mouth when Xanthea grabbed her by the neck, tightening his grip round it A gasp escaped my lips, but I refrained from intervening. No, my body had frozen and paralysed completely, a gush of fear engulfed me as I stared at Xantheas Angry frame. His veins bulging out, his eyes glowing red like that of an animal, his jaw clenched, and most of all his aura darkened. “Wherever you've heard that rumors from…” he began, in a low cold tone that sent shivers in my spine.

Micah said quietly. "I want to see...." "This isn't real" Xander crane his head "It's not real" He heard Isabelle sob from the elevator. "Damn it"Xander cuss "I'll call you back" _________________________ " Shit"Isabelle cussed as the elevator light dim,she as never been scared of darkness so she didn't make any move to switch on the lights, Isabelle squint her face the fresh smell of blood hitting her nose like dejavu,she spun and scream.

Then, Xavier brought that bloodstained finger to his own mouth, slowly licking Anna’s blood with a glint of satisfaction. Anna shuddered in horror at the sight of his actions, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. In that moment, Xavier looked every bit the bloodthirsty psychopath. ​“Go treat your lip. See you tomorrow night in my room.” ​With that, Xavier turned and walked away with Leon. Anna watched him leave with a burning look of vengeance. As she parted her lips to let out a curse, a sharp hiss escaped her. ​“You crazy man… I can’t wait to watch you choke on your own blood someday.”

No, at night, it gave full-on horror movie vibes. “The internet connection here is trash! Why the hell would you choose a place with zero signal for your birthday retreat?” Xana huffed, pacing back and forth in front of the window while holding her phone up high like it was a sacred artifact. “I need to know what’s going on in both the human and wolf world. Also, I want people to see this new nightmare set your mom made,it’s absolutely gorgeous!”

I read the titles out loud. “The Devil in Silver by Victor LaValle. The October Country by Ray Bradbury. Broken Monsters by Lauren Beukes. Last Days by Brian Evenson.” I curl up my lip in disgust. “This is your reading style?” I frown. He glances up. “I like horror.” I widen my eyes. “Boring.” His jaw ticks in annoyance. “What do you like to read?” I purposely bend over, revealing my naked ass. “I like raunch.”

Anna's POV --- Impossible Nobody speaks. Nobody moves. Nobody breathes. --- The Study The silence inside the room becomes unbearable. Heavy. Sharp. Wrong. --- Xavier Is staring at the photograph like the world just tilted beneath his feet. --- My Heart I've never seen him look like this before. Not during the contract leak. Not during the boardroom scandal. Not even when Madison tried to destroy us. --- This Is Different This isn't anger. This isn't frustration. --- This is fear.