Phantasm Carnival Novels & Stories

I watch as the living room dissolves and we found ourselves sitting down on a bench, facing the largest carnival I have ever seen. “Wow.” Screams pierced my eardrums and I eyed the long caterpillar-like vehicle which barrelled down the rickety rail. There is a giant wheel that spins in all directions and I am pretty sure that there is more to what I am seeing right now. I stared up at Caelum to see him beaming from ear to ear, “Come on!” He yanked me inside the carnival; both of our faces splitting because of the grin we are sporting, our excitement full to the brim.

Black as midnight. A phantom.

I scanned the misty surroundings cautiously while all my bones ached from the fall and my heart thudded violently. Everything looked normal… sort of. The rides, games, and performers were there. Laughter echoed from afar, but beneath those laughs there was something off. An old, slanted sign above the large entrance read: Carnival of Souls. I stumbled up, limping on one leg. “Hey, do you want cotton candy?” a voice behind me asked nicely. When I turned around, I saw a clown that looked almost cute. He smiled at me, offering the candy.

Jax's voice came through the wall again, rough and commanding. I whimpered. My fingers moved faster. Harder. Deeper. That pushed me over the edge. My own orgasm hit me like a freight train. I shoved my face into the pillow to muffle my loud, pathetic cry as my pussy spasmed violently around my fingers. My entire body convulsed. Hot juices squirted out, soaking my hand and the sheets beneath me. My thighs shook uncontrollably. My vision went white. I saw stars. Every muscle in my body tensed and released. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed through me like an ocean while I imagined it was Jax's thick cock buried deep inside me instead of just my fingers.

Chants followed each thump of something or somebody ramming against the door. “RingMaster, ringmaster, let us in.” I could easily get myself out of here and away from the freaks; it was those two that I was worried about. That wasn't the only thing I was worried about, though. The circus shouldn't have closed yet; there was still half an hour left. For some reason, the Nightmare Master closed the circus early this year. I guess that means Frequency wasn't wrong when he said the Nightmare Master was up to something.

Hundreds of thousands of years later, Lycanthropes still roamed the earth, disguised as humans and could morph from man to monster at will. To look through the book and see detailed explanations of physical traits such as immense strength, one could be persuaded to believe that what the author was saying was true. If I believed in conspiracy theories, I might would have considered believing it myself. I sighed before closing the book. No matter how much I tried to distract myself with fairytales, I couldn't keep my mind from wondering to Cain. If I was honest with myself, I needed to focus on finding my grandfather for more than just the purpose of finding him. needed the distraction. Which

So, I choose cheap fun things that I never had the pleasure of doing before like hiking through the woods, kayaking, fishing off the dock a ways away from the beaches of the Southern Sea, watching a movie in a theater, he taught me to drive and I almost crashed his car (luckily he didn’t find it suspicious that I’m twenty years old and don’t know how to drive or, if he was, he didn’t show it), and we went to wine tastings together. We even went to a little carnival that scared the living shit out of me with all the ruckus the rides made like they were only seconds from falling apart or grinding right off the rails. All I remember was screaming my fucking head off and looking to my side to se

"Your dads right, we should just forget about it for a little while, get our minds off of it and have some fun." "Yeah, I guess..." I trailed off. "Hey! Cheer up, were going to a carnival!" Matt said happily. "Yeah, lets just forget about it for right now, and enjoy some fun time with everyone." Carrie said coming up beside me. "Fine, lets go have some fun" I smiled and they all cheered, then towed metk the car. ~ "I haven't been to one of these since I was 14..." Damien said as we all walked to the entrance. "Seems a little smaller than I'm used to."

Hence, they would not be easily poisoned and have a specific resistance to the toxins of the Scented Phantom Cat. However, first-stage and second-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivators would be in danger if they met the Scented Phantom Cat. Moreover, half of Caspian's body was trapped in the swamp, and he was not able to avoid the Scented Phantom Cat's toxin attack even if he wanted to. When the Scented Phantom Cat noticed that Caspian did not move the slightest bit in the swamp, it got closer, tentatively moving forward little by little, and kept secreting the fragrance.