Livre Horreur Novels & Stories

I wаѕ, but not fоr thе rеаѕоn they thоught. THE END Thank you for joining me on this intense journey through Lost in Lust.️ If you enjoyed this story, I invite you to explore my other novel, “Wild Pleasure”️ A very sexual erotic novel. Nuzel.

" Did Adam forget that Yara was the most pampered youngest child in the Candra family? ---- Author’s note: -‘Om’ has the same meaning as uncle. -‘Tante’ has the same meaning as aunt. -Pill Kina are drugs to prevent or treat malaria (an endemic disease in eastern Indonesia) which is deadly,

she continued. I didn’t wait for further directions and headed that way. Sara was right. The library was crammed with books so rare that I didn’t even think they existed. I ran my fingers over them and stopped at the supernatural section. Werewolves. The variety of these books was astonishing. A Hidden History or Under the Full Moon. But the one that caught my attention was The Grim Howl.

She said in between hiccups. "I am sorry, Baby. No need to be scared. I am here now." I said while kissing her in her hair. "Why did you scream?" I asked her while glancing at my surroundings and finding nothing. "T.. There was thing h.. huge and s.. scary... r.. rat." She murmured cutely while hugging me harder. My baby is scared of rats. "Its not here now. Comeon, lets go to lake." With that I kept her in my arms sideways and steered towards lake. --XX--

“…the lady in the shadows…the one who watches you and wants you dead…” As the little girl's words from her vision swept over her,Beth felt a sense of terrifying unease. It was a coincidence,she told herself,nothing more.It was impossible that the little girl and Marcus could be speaking of the same thing,it was just impossible! “The lady in the shadows?”she said,her hands trembling in fear. In her mind she saw herself lying cold and frozen in that casket.

Author's Note: If you read an early version of Wolfbane (Book 1), you will notice that the names of the packs in Quebec have now changed. Here are the changes: > Pack Bois Foncé is now the Bois Sombre Pack > Pack Lune Taïga is now the Lune Nordique Pack I apologize for any confusion! *** ALEXANDER

I suddenly felt a big hammer pounding my head, causing me to hold on to the bed frame and close my eyes because of dizziness. A sudden scene crossed my mind. Inside, the cell with a red werewolf facing Alarick and Convel. “A sanguis.” Both Alarick and Convel said as they were staring at a two-tailed red werewolf. In return, the red werewolf gave them a low growl. Instead of being scared, Alarick and Convel looked fascinated by the sight. The bloody color of the werewolf is shining as well as the two tails it keeps on swaying.

I apologize. But for those who like it, don't forget to check my other book. I also have a new ongoing one (PULSE: A CONTRACT WITH DAMIEN.) A seven in one book. Let's give you a sneak peek shall we? Vampires -Death. Fae's - Darkness. Demons - Agony. Werewolves - Curse. Humans - Fear. Witches/ Warlocks/ and Beasts - Dark magic. DOOM(HELL) - ALL. ALL THE SPECIES AND THEIR TRIBULATIONS.

"It looks familiar, but I can't place where we got it." Jette's gaze fixated on the intricate design—a subtle pattern etched onto the worn leather. It wasn't the content of the journal that unsettled her; it was the uncanny resemblance of the cover to the haunting images from her recurring nightmare—the Book of Curse. In her dreams, the book was a harbinger of ominous events, its pages unfolding a narrative of darkness that seemed to cast a shadow over their lives. The revelation of the old journal mirroring the imagery of her nightmares sent a ripple of disquiet through Jette's thoughts.

he says grimly, “curses are caused by a terribly evil form of black magic. Their history is fraught with death and gore. I’m not so positive that Lycan Atwood would be pleased with such horrors filling your young mind.” I push my chair back and stand without entirely meaning to. “Please,” I say quietly. “It’s really important to me.” Robert sighs, passing his thin hand over his face before nodding wearily and crossing the room to a locked cabinet with rows of books behind thick glass. He pulls a key out of his pocket and unlocks the cabinet, pulling out one of the books and walking back over to me. He hands it to me, and I read the cover as he walks back to the chalkboard.