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I admitted. His breath was deeper now. And I found myself speaking up. I told him about the dream where my step uncle pinned me against the wall of my childhood home, my lips parted, wrists tied. I told him how he whispered filthy things in my ear while his fingers slid between my thighs. I told him how I begged. How I cried out. How I woke trembling and wet. With every word, my body remembered. The heat. The ache. He didn't speak. But I felt him listening. When I stopped, I was breathless.

Shaking her head, she said, "But aren't you only like that because you idiotically accepted an accursed book from a nobody? You said, you don't even believe in ghosts before you got that." He sighed and took out the book which always appeared inside his pocket for several months now. The book was giving off a mysterious vibe due to its black worn-out cover featuring a faceless monster. He got it from a fake friend who had styled himself as a book collector. Nathan was a horror writer so he accepted the creepy book. His initial objective was only to look for more ideas and inspiration. Who would have thought the horror writer who never believed in ghost would suddenly start seeing creepy ghos

Tears are at the brink of my eyes as I clutch onto his arms. “ You are not telling me what happened. Relax Scarlet, and tell me everything.” he says, caressing his fingers around my face. “ The book..” I begin as I still can’t imagine it or was I in a trance or something? “ What?” he frowns, trying to understand what I’m about to say. “ Noah, the book Michelle usually spoke about.. the book about a werewolf falling in love with a sorcerer. I heard the book speaking.” I gulp down as my voice becomes clearer.

You could say that very night Prince Aldrich was scared for life, he was awakened by constants moans and groans of the newly weded couple. The things he heard and saw, unfortunately vampires are also gifted in being able to see well in the dark. They might have thought they hid well in between the book shelves while they fucked eachother brains out but they were not and he witnessed everything! With all the crazy changes and things in his life, he wants her in a way he hadn’t since the start of their conversation. He wants what she's offering, if for no other reason than the prospect of losing himself in something, Even if it's only for one night. Even if the woman in question had never disp

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.

Scarlett’s POV At dawn, they came. The attack wasn’t subtle; the screams and the clash of steel against steel echoed through Redcape, shaking the earth beneath us. I had felt it before I even opened my eyes—a dark, foreboding presence that made my skin crawl. As I sat up, my heart pounded in my chest, knowing the inevitable had arrived. Fear gripped me, cold and unrelenting. Were we ready? I didn’t know, and I wasn’t sure it mattered anymore.

muttered Sumico excitedly. Sumico went on taking a look at Hanny’s other romance novels one by one until she reached a book – not a novel, but it got the similar size with a novel. The title was tickling, somewhat queer, strange, and scary. Sumico turned the book back to read the synopsis for a while.

“They forgot the rules. It won’t happen again.” She shook in his arms. The dark thrill that had pulled her back to him twisted violently into something far more terrifying... pure horror at the casual violence she had just witnessed. This wasn’t a thrilling fantasy she could walk away from when the yacht returned to shore. This was Viktor Garfield’s real world... brutal, unforgiving, and soaked in blood. He tilted her chin up, forcing her to meet his eyes. The charismatic predator was back in his gaze, but now she saw the monster clearly beneath the charm.

He asked politely as he looked from me to Tasha for approval. “ Why not? The more, the merrier.” Tasha replied and Arnold stepped in to walk beside us, making me the middle man. “Alright so it's time for some midnight stories from dear Arnold, anything you have for us Arnold?” Tasha asked Arnold, who smiled. He was obviously pleased with her words. “Hm… I could share my experience killing the strange creatures that live here. Okay, what is your opinion of the scariest and strangest creature?” Arnold asked as he folded his arms.

my voice came out as a roar, enough to slice through the curling pheromone and send jolts of shock through the soldiers’ body. They jerked, slowly catching on to what they were doing. They simultaneously turned and saw me, before they sprung to their feet, fear registering on their faces. “Who gave you the permission to touch her?” I asked, and took a step forward. They all bowed their heads, shaking violently. The scent hit me again, stronger this time, as if targeting me alone. If this continued, I didn't know how long till I succumbed. I needed to get her to the witch doctor.