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REJECTED: CLAIMED BY THE ALPHA MAFIA
I place the book on a table to begin the spell while she wanders around, looking at the jars on the shelves.
“Are these real?” she asks, reaching a shelf with a collection of animal parts.
“It’s a witch’s lair, so yes,” I say with a shrug. “Now come over and help, because we need to get this done as soon as possible.” She rushes over to the table at once.
We go over the spell one more time, and I realize I’ve forgotten the main ingredient—the Ghost Dahlia.
“I’ll be right back,” I say to her, and she points the torch down the hall, enabling me to see as I rush out to get the plant outside the cottage.
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Initiated by my Alpha Stepbrother's Mark
"A strike means you leave the game before it starts. And you might not actually leave alive."
My blood went cold. I turned to face the person who'd spoken, a tall figure in a white mask. "I didn't know there was a game. I just came to see my friend and those guards forced me to put on this mask and—"
"You're in the Cross Mackerel mansion," the white mask said, and I could hear the smirk in their voice. "This is one of the largest initiations ever, done annually. You walk in, you play. Those are the rules."
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First time meeting you
Her smile was ghastly.
Melissa was thrilled to learn that it was not her mother. Her fear turned to horror as her gaze fell on her skin, which just looked like zombie white. She choked on seeing that this time around her appearance was hideous: she had a wart the size of a saucer on her nose; her hair was lank and lustreless; her lupine eyes were savage and cunning; she muttered a certain arcane word from the spell; she cackled and turned to Melissa, who was already shocked; she pinned her to the wall.
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The Island of the Silence
Mara couldn't breathe.
The photo album almost slipped out of the girl's hands when it flipped the page.
But she held it.
The picture was old, yellowed, but clearly.
A small body on a metal table.
Mara.
Not older than four.
And over her,
the shape of black water.
Not human.
Not shadows.
Something liquid that had assumed shape.
A face of darkness.
And it was Lena's face.
Or something that later became Lena's face.
Mara blew backwards.
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Alpha Brocks Mate
In the commotion, a shadow-clad Alpha, his features obscured by a dark winter mask, slinked away, blending into the night.
Despite my efforts to tail him, the bustling clearing swallowed his figure whole, and he vanished like a wisp of smoke. It was then that the night's curtain was ripped away by a spectacle above: fireworks burst forth, stitching the sky with sorcery as Morgana, draped in malevolence, soared atop a tree, her laughter splintering the air. Summoned by her dark will, legions of monstrous giants, garbed like the reaper himself, crept forth, setting the stage for a night of terror.
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Masquerade: His Forbidden Obsession
As Tommaso steps out of the wardrobe with a smile, I get a strange feeling in my stomach.
Just keep calm.
Taking a deep breath, I concentrate back on my book. But the ink on the off-white paper pages seem to melt into a blur as I sense the bed dip. Tommaso sits beside me, leaning on the headboard as well, and looks into the book.
“What is it about?”
“Some murderer doing some crazy rituals with his victims. Like something as a tribute to the Nordic Gods.”
He chuckles, and my stomach turns, “Sounds interesting.”
Oh, God. What does he want?
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The Night the Mask Falls
We move to the tables to make our hair and faces match our outfits. Izzy pulls my mask from her drawer, the one rule I always had. My face had to be covered. My family could not find out I was here and they dealt plenty with sleazy men. The masks leaves my mouth open, but covers the top half of my face.
"You girls ready?" Thomas asks from the door when he peeks in. "Holy fuck. I don't think I'm ready. You two are delicious."
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House of Horrors Part 1
Inside the room
The room was bathed in trembling shadows cast by a yellow lamp. Masks lay scattered on the table—silent faces watching, witnessing, but saying nothing. Malik stood before them, examining each one with strange precision, as if reading the spirits trapped behind their hollow eyes. He lifted a mask, placed it against his own face, looked in the mirror, then slowly removed it to try on the next… until he stopped at the woman’s mask.
With deliberate calm, he approached Magda, lifted the mask, and pressed it gently—then firmly—against her face until it molded to her skin. His voice came low, carrying both persuasion and a strange, dark tenderness:
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The Alpha's Unaware Luna
Jake’s whole chest tightened watching her walk outside with Janet.
Then—three figures emerged from the shadows. Tall. Masked. Costumes like hideous zombies. One of them shoved something over Jerica’s face and she struggled, twisting and kicking—but another jabbed her with something and she slumped. “No, no, no,” Jake muttered, gripping the mouse tighter.
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THE MASK: A Twin's Disguise
"Your face is draining of color,what is it?"
Uncle hands her a glass of water and she gulps half of it.
"You're shaking,take a seat." She does and looks up with tears in her eyes.
"It's miss Mona."
"What about Mona?" Mama asks.
"She said she couldn't do this and ran away."
"No," mama whispers.
"A motorcycle picked her up and left."
I hear a grunt and then the shuttering of glasses behind me. I turn on time to find uncle catching papa,who almost fell down with a hand placed on the left side of his chest.
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Pertanyaan yang Sering Diajukan
The 'Ben Drowned' creepypasta is one of those internet legends that just sticks with you, isn't it? I first stumbled onto it years ago while digging into obscure 'Majora’s Mask' lore, and it totally freaked me out. The story revolves around a haunted copy of the game, supposedly cursed by a drowned boy named Ben. It’s got all the classic creepypasta elements—glitches, eerie messages, and that unsettling feeling that something’s watching you through the screen. But nah, it’s not real. It was created by a guy named Alex Hall, aka 'Jadusable,' back in 2010 as an elaborate ARG (alternate reality game). The way he blended gameplay footage, forum posts, and YouTube videos made it feel terrifyingly authentic, though. Even now, I sometimes get chills thinking about the 'You shouldn’t have done that' message.
What’s wild is how the story took on a life of its own. People started reporting their own 'haunted' copies of 'Majora’s Mask,' and the myth seeped into broader gaming culture. It’s a testament to how good storytelling can blur the line between fiction and reality. If you’re into horror, it’s worth digging up the original posts—just maybe not alone at midnight.
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