Ring Around A Rosie Creepy Novels & Stories

Rosie kept pulling the gown higher and higher, the man was using his eyes to follow all her movements licking his lips. He saw something like a large gold chain on her upper thigh, it looks like it's made of real good. It suddenly sparkled, the next moment, the chain slowly uncoiled itself. He didn't understand how it happened, but it stabbed his eyes repeatedly, He tried to scream but couldn't, it suddenly stabbed his heart, Twice.. And then he lost his life. Rosie laughed like maniac who enjoyed playing with their prey.... How pitiful, she brought out the portion bottle and, just with the bottle opened, his blood flowed Out of his body, directly into the tiny bottle.

A man in his twenties, 6'11, covered in tattos with short kept black hair, and the most beautiful green eyes i've ever seen. "Alpha Wyatt? What's wrong? Is everything okay??" Aunt Tara asked in a panic state. He didn't take his eyes off me. He started growling, and even though my heart was pounding, I couldn't look away. Something was pulling me towards him. He smelled delicious, and was sexy as hell.

Our cab had already arrived, so we got in and headed straight for Reno’s Boutique — one of the biggest in New York. I’d only heard about the place from Marielle, but stepping inside was something else entirely. The glass walls gleamed, the scent of expensive perfume filled the air, and designer dresses shimmered under the warm lights. I ran my fingers across one of them, smiling a little for the first time in days. Tessa and I started browsing through the racks. When we reached the trousers section, I picked a few to try on — and that was when I saw her. Marielle. She was clinging to Adrian’s arm like her life depended on it, laughing too loudly, too sweetly. The moment her eyes met mine, he

Sergio rushed after her just as her gasp broke the silence. Before she could recoil further, his arms closed around her, pulling her face into his chest once more. “Shhhh.... ,” he murmured soothingly against her temple, his hands running through her hair. His voice was quiet. Too quiet. Not surprised. Not shocked. Just… resigned. "I never wanted you to see this." But it was already too late. The twisted image of the skeletal corpse with its hollow sockets and its damned gold ring was already stuck Rosy's mind.

I do have a ring for Rosie, and I plan to give it to her tonight before we fuck in the woods. The ceremony starts and about half way through is when I place the special made voodoo doll mask I had made for her. All our masks are made from high quality leather and other materials. Rosie’s has a black leather base with burlap over it to give it that classic voodoo doll vibe. There is some black stitching and a red heart stitched on the left cheek. When the ceremony is over there is some mingling, but I have no time for such nonsense when my bride, now wife, is pure temptation. I can’t resist her. I don’t think I ever could.

“stay with me, moonshine. don’t drift.” i cling to her voice. we push through a set of heavy doors. torches ignite on their own. robed figures turn sharply toward us gasps, shouts, whispers ripple through the room like a storm. “goddess…” “she’s glowing ” “the merge has begun ” “get the elders now ” their panic stabs through me. i try to shrink into ares’s chest, but my own glow betrays me. one robed woman steps closer, eyes wide with dread.

I stored that information away for future reference now that I was going to a place completely filled with them. The salty air mixed with the rocking of the ship wasn't doing any good for my stomach so I headed back inside the ship. I stopped at my brother's level and spotted them at a dingy table playing a card game. Felix looked up and spotted me right away. Before I would have assumed that was because he was really aware of his surroundings but now I think it's more to do with his vampiric capabilities. "Hey, Rose, had enough of the salty air?" "Yeah. What are you guys playing?" I take a seat in the spare chair.

“We just watched Halloween movies and fell asleep,” “Do you think I was born yesterday?” Rosie scoffed mockingly. “What would your dad have said if he saw this?” Rosie pushed Sierra’s hair to the side, revealing her collarbone and the clear hickey mark that was there. “Oh my God!” Sierra gasped in shock. She rubbed her hand on the mark, but it wasn’t going away. “How did that get there?” “Must be from all those Halloween movies you were watching,” Rosie quipped, but Sierra wasn’t amused.

Frowning, he went to pull the door shut and it hit something, a thud sounding towards the bottom of the door. Chris lowered his gaze to the floor, and blinked in surprise, stuck between the door and the wall, was a little red rose in a tiny but elegant glass shaped like a crescent moon, the inside hardened with…resin? He picked it up, and saw the tiny thorns surrounding the rose inside. Blinking, he curled his fingers around the item and jogged lightly down the stairs, two at a time. __________________

Melody mumbled before dragging Rosalie as they passed the gaping man. "Who was that?" Rosalie asked once they arrived at Melody's booth that was closed, "Just some nuisance, a cockroach that refuses to stay dead," she said as Rosalie smirked, “I think he has a crush on you,” she said as Melody rolled her eyes, “Please, what are we, seven?” She asked as Rosalie shrugged, “Besides, isn’t my ring big enough for people to understand that I’m married,” she said as Rosalie laughed before looking around, “Apparently not, but about that art booth you were telling me about?” She asked as Melody walked from behind the booth.