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he responded, whipping his head around in my direction. "Okay, check them,” I ordered. I buried my face down and ran my eyes through the books, then I saw one that caught my attention. "Realms of the Shifting Shadows: Tales of Fantasy and Fur"’ was boldly written on the binding of the book. The book has intricate designs of werewolves under a glowing moon. I picked up the book and opened the first page, which had been aged. I couldn't tell how long this must have been here. The first page I opened was blank. This prompted me to open the second page; it was practically empty, just like the first. I continued opening until the fifth page because I was counting the number of pages as I flipped

“Hey… about what you saw earlier.” She jumped, clutching the book to her chest. “I—I didn’t see anything. I swear. I won’t tell anyone.” I smiled softly and stepped even closer, backing her gently against the shelves. “Relax. Professor Harlan and I… we have an understanding. But I saw how you looked at us. You didn’t run away because you were scared. You ran because it turned you on, didn’t it?” Her cheeks burned brighter. She shook her head quickly. “No… that’s not… I’m not—”

“So there is no reason to be too scared. Just go to his office, knock on the door, and enter. Do not panic, okay?” I took a very deep breath and let it out slowly. I wanted to beg Ella to follow me, but I knew it was a bad idea. I looked at her and tried to smile. “Do not worry about me. I will be fine. See you tomorrow” We hugged quickly and said goodbye. I did not check the time, but I knew my five minutes were almost up. I walked very fast towards Professor Hungs’ office. My heart was beating so loud I could hear it in my ears. My hands were shaking… but that didn't stop my mind from being full of dirty pictures again… God his big hands on my body, his hard cock pushing between my legs

But the book is filled with shadowy creatures and monsters that feed on humans and animals alike. Letting out another loud sigh, I reached for the book and pulled it out. Even though I had wanted to drop this book and find another one that would be more accurate, I wasn't able to find another book back at home. Maybe there might be some in this castle? With the book in my hands, I walked over to the bed and sat at the edge. Placing my hand flat against the hard cover of the book, I traced it from top to bottom, wondering if I should continue reading or just stop filling my head with scary stories.

WARNING‼️ THIS STORY IS A PARANORMAL STORY 🔞 Chapter 1 My skin felt sticky from sweat as I peeled off my damp shirt and stepped closer to the tall antique mirror I had dragged out of the closet earlier. I wiped sweat from my neck and stared at my reflection, for a second everything matched. Then my reflection smiled a heartbeat after I did. My pulse jumped. I blinked hard and shook my head I was just tired that was all. I turned away to grab a towel but something made me glance back. My reflection stared at me, eyes darker, lips parted.

CONTENT: Threesome, oral, titty sucking, voyeurism, jerk off, fingering, blow job, pussy licking. CHAPTER 1 Claire had never been out of her hometown before. It was all a new and slightly intimidating experience for her. She kept telling herself that it would be OK. Saying it and believing it were two very different things, however.

I stood there in just my bra and panties, feeling small and exposed. He didn't stop. His large hands moved to the hook of my bra. I froze. I tried to cover my chest with my arms, shrinking away from him. It was a terrifying feeling—being stripped by a stranger who had just killed four men. He gripped my wrists gently but firmly, pulling my arms away from my chest.

but before he could make any conclusions, the book was opened by itself, the dark pages kept on flipping none stop as if they were being blown by the wind, only that the room was completely closed with no openings for any wind. Both Sara and the priest were petrified. and in a second, she felt his grip loosen over her hair, followed by the rest of his body collapsing, Sara took a step away from him, not knowing what scared her most, the dark book, or the vicious priest who was lying motionless on the ground with his wide lifeless eyes completely white. he was dead, Sara thought. ripping her eyes off him, she looked at the book which pages were not flipping anymore, taking cautious steps towa

The books here were faintly covered in dust. As he reached out to the top shelf, his eyes fell on a familiar thick black book lying on the floor. The Art Of The Body. Before he could stop himself, his eyes flicked up and locked with Scarlett. She didn't look away, but a deep blush gradually spread across her cheeks. That book brought back memories, and for a moment, he forgot the unspoken tension between them. He looked away finally and pulled out several dusty books from the shelf. Two were about old werewolves, one about vampires, and the last one was about witches.

He lifted my top and in one go,he had it over my head and on the floor. His hands hooked over the band of my shorts as he began peeling it off. “I want screams tonight.” “You're not __” “I'm gonna make you scream,trust me.” I refused to look into his eyes,I couldn't. I stepped out of my shorts and immediately,he got on his knees,his face directly in front of my pussy. I moved my legs, feeling a bit exposed. “Are you shy?” He asked. His voice held a little hint of mockery. “A bit,I'm just.” I felt the first lick and my body went rigid.