Pennywise Stories Mga Nobela at Kwento

For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes. The w******l policy does not allow me to remove or delete those books, so they will remain there but as a "paused" book. You can find only the introduction of those books on w******l and no else more. But there you can find some covers I made for those stories and that I can not upload here. The stories of a single chapter will continue to be published, of course. Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories.

Besides, Penny had always been a princess figure of the Hermit Families. It was their first time seeing Penny get embarrassed like this. Penny coldly glared at Harvey before walking toward Mr. Davis and whispering to his ear. Mr. Davis did not seem to mind the situation. He smiled faintly after hearing Penny’s words, then waved his hand before the people behind him started to spread out. Tarot cards, crystal balls, planetariums, holy grails, and other special trinkets were produced. Based on the designs, it was clear that they were all antiques regarded as magical weapons.

In 1983 a Mrs Carson of New York was laid out in our coffin, presumed dead of hear disease. As mourners watched, she suddenly sat up, alive as you or I. Unfortunately her daughter dropped dead of fright on the spot. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon.

I absentmindedly stroked the spot where he bit down and gently rubbed it with my fingers. “Penny for your thoughts?” Bobby said breaking the silence. ‘Ha Ha very funny. I was just relaxing and thinking.’ She replied “About what?” He questioned. ‘About how a few weeks ago I didn’t know the Carters were our real parents and that we were werewolves, and that I get a best friend and loose her in a week and gain a mate slash boyfriend. Lose my virginity and so on.’ Penny exclaimed. “You forgot how your magical and can move through space.” He laughed at me.

“What are you doing in my room and acting like a total creep? You know… like Penny wise.” Judy frowned and punched Lissa at her right boob. "OW!" The punch isn't a surprise, and doesn't really hurt that much. “You terrible sadistic bitch!” “You know I’m scared of Pennywise!” Judy retorted with a frown. “Now I’m going to dream about that pesky clown!” “Well what the fuck are you doing here in my room then?! And how did you get in?” Lissa screamed as she rubs circles on her aching boob, looking like she was fondling it almost.

I even traced a circle on my panty and cut it, boring a hole in the middle of it right through my pussy. I was already in my sleep when touches toward my body woke me up, there were ten hands going through my body at least. “Fuck! Her underwear has a huge hole.” It was Marhenry, the youngest of them all, he’s 35 and has a son my age and a daughter younger than me. “I should fuck her first. The younger one should be the first.” He joked then they all laughed. He didn’t remove my underwear. The hole was perfectly cut right to my pussy that his tongue went inside the moment he flicked it in.

The words hit me in a row, each one landing like a punch to the chest. He'd planned this from the start. Skimming my commission wasn't enough. He'd lined up a fine-print trap to finish me off. A cold, sick feeling crawled up my spine. My hands and feet went numb. Joe's face lit with smug satisfaction. Sasha lifted her chin, too. "Cassian, you're done." A steady voice, edged with amusement, drifted in from the doorway. "Mr. Watson, look at you, throwing your weight around."

“It’s a lot to explain.” “Then start, because none of this makes sense. Werewolves are not real. Vampires are not real. You read about them in books, see them on TV and in movies, you don’t sit around a kitchen counter talking to one.” Penny held her head in her hands, elbows on the counter. “I must be going crazy. I have to be. Maybe brain injury. Maybe I’m dead. I should be dead.” She dropped her hands on the counter palm down, looking up at him as if she had had some revelation. “Why am I not freaking out right now?”

It definitely had to be a witch. “You all are quite good. I should make you my slaves.” The man who held Penny captive said. “We’ll never bow to a pig like you!” Penny said, and spit on his shoes. The man chuckled. “You are a bold girl. I like bold girls. They are fun to break. Want to see something funny?” he asked, and Penny was confused. The man did a gesture, and every single one of us was killed on the spot–their hearts were taken out. Only Penny and I were left.

She laughed maniacally as she pointed to the crimson door in the middle of the room. The crimson door slammed shut behind us, and I gripped the flashlight tighter in my hand. This is quite horrifying. A girl who had been possessed by some kind of demon, a man who was being tormented, and other characters based on the horror movie that everyone had seen. As it goes on, it becomes thrilling. However, what I didn't expect was that they would include a character who happens to be my most dreaded clown, penny-wise. "Come and have some fun with me." Sinister laughter could be heard from Penny Wise's lips. I can see that his frightful fangs are still dripping with blood.