Mexico Stories Horror Novels & Stories

"They raped her in front of him and then hacked her into little pieces while she screamed, or at least screamed until she died. It didn't stop them, and they continued cutting her until only a bloody, unrecognizable mess remained. They beheaded El Señor with a serrated knife while he screamed and drowned in his own blood. To make it worse, if that's possible, they filmed the entire nightmare. They sent that video to the next person's family they kidnapped so they would know what happens when you don't pay." I look at Gomez. He's staring at the same bookcase I was earlier. Tears slide over his cheeks and he doesn't bother wiping them away. I have seen very few men cry in my life and never wou

Linx (500 years old male vampire) Dexter (380 years old male vampire) and Tessa (400 years old female vampire) We were all teleported to the new world, the age of humans beings, We landed at New York, inside someone's plantation, at night, a girl was coming with lights and some farm tools, maybe wanted to harvest something, I sighted her meters away due to my vampire sights, before she could approach us we quickly shape shifted to the form which she took (human form), when she got close to us she heard us humming "Hello!! Is anyone there? Jessica said frightened, we all came out in human form to confront her, before she could scream I quickly compelled her " Do not scream, take us to your ho

I take off my shirt, and like I've done every single day since the last three years, I begin to whip myself. One slash for Mrs Hayes. Two slashes for Mr Hayes. Three slashes for Alexander Hayes. Four slashes for breaking my promise to Lilith Hayes. Five slashes for being coward. "Uh...maybe another time?" Esteban's voice breaks me out of my punishment and I turn over my shoulder to look at him. "No. Sit down." Then, I turn back and set the whip down, picking up my shirt and pulling it over my blood stained back. "We have the Vietnamese cartel on our tail. I want you to find their base here in Mexico and remind them why other houses don't fuck with Los Muertos."

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

A low growl was heard by Stella and the same was heard by Benjamin but both thought it was just their illusion. Stella ignored her inner voice and continued to talk to Lima. But then something strange happened frightening everyone. Tehran was once upon a time called Hamster the city where Princess Veronica ruled. It was past twelve in the night. The power was down and there were no street lights glowing. Benjamin and Stella were passing through the road of the mansion Princess Veronica had locked long years ago. The street was completely dark and dead silent but suddenly strange voices were heard from the mansion. "Come on release me. Come here.... please...." There was a desperate growling

---An abruptness of darkness disturbing you without end, I was waiting for her. Those weeks the world news made public the case of the Mexican woman and the crooks that made up the bovine cartel; she had taken it upon herself, beforehand, to send the evidence to all the newspapers by offline mail. It took more than a week for the news to reach the media. It gave De La Cruz more than enough time to get to the end of her risky plan. David was duped before she could warn him. It was a victory for some and a defeat for many. Maria and David were lost in the mists and never returned.

I remember all this while sipping a glass of wine, the best wine in Latin America, we were in Mexico looking for evidence of the Llorona, and I had the idea that that spirit was a Banshee, a female spirit that announces death according to Irish mythology. "Sir, we found information about the Alpha experiment" a man indicated to me as he approached me from behind. I was enjoying the view in the warm place, I look at him sideways and then fold my arms. "I have been falsely led several times to my Alpha experiment, I don't think this one is very real unless there is proof of it" I clarify to the young man. He shows me an image on his phone of a business and automotive advertisement which catche