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Standing up from the bed, I dragged my feet to the bookshelf and picked out a history book from there before going to sit on the bed. Opening the book, I almost screamed my lungs out at the image I was welcomed by. There were pictures of wild animals and some were humans with dangerous and scary faces, some had long teeth in their mouths, while some of them had some part of their eyes painted bloodred. I gulped down the lump in my throat, as I flipped the book page by page, checking out the images which getting scarier.

Those books were older than any of the others in his office. The bottom shelf (the one he’d been searching when he’d first heard the cats playing in the hall) held his collection of horror anthologies. The famed Whispers series, edited by Stuart David Schiff, featuring the varied works of Ramsey Campbell, Stephen King, Charles Grant and so many others. The Mammoth Book of Best New Horror from England. The Shivers series, published by Cemetery Dance. Masques, Borderlands, Shadows, Stalkers, Dark Forces, October Dreams I & II, Corpse Blossoms, Horror Library Volumes 1-5, and Prime Evil. Classic horror anthologies jammed next to paperback collections of slightly lesser repute with titles to mat

Only then do I notice the title of the book and I ask, “You’re reading that?” She looks down and with a shrug she answers, “I was looking at it. I still did not get to reading it.” I take the book from her again to flip through several pages. I say, “It’s an old collection of northern legends. If you want to read it, you can.” “I only made it through three pages before someone decide to frighten me,” she says and I smile. “I simply spoke,” I remind her. “You appeared out of nowhere,” she counters.

He unclasped my bra with ease. Before I could catch my breath, his mouth was on one of my breasts. "Oh...f-fuckkk." I moaned , he moved to the other breast, mouth hot and wet, tongue teasing me until I couldn't breathe. "Ahh...oh God." "Ughh- so soft," he groaned against my skin, he sucked harder, and I lost it. My moans spilling out as I grind against his crotch. He grabbed my waist, moving with me, his lips never leaving my body. "I need you so bad." I whispered breathless.

Elias pulled his hand away fast, leaving me aching and empty. I yanked my sweater down and pressed my back harder against the shelf, trying to steady my breathing. My heart hammered like it wanted out of my chest. “Stay right there, Lila,” he whispered. His voice was low, tense. I heard him move carefully through the dark, footsteps quiet on the tile. Another crash echoed from somewhere deeper in the stacks. Like something knocking over a small pile of books. I held my breath. Elias stopped moving.

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.

At least with the trusty young librarian. “How about something scary?” I look at the mom before handing her the book we had already discussed while the child had been in class. “Is it too scary?” The girl pulls her hands back and turns to her mother. “Is just a little bit.” I place the book on the counter and wait for her to make the decision. “Or there’s a not scary one I think you’d like.” I watch amused as her forehead creases, she’s thinking hard and the smile as she takes the copy of Sam Wu is Not Afraid of Ghosts.

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She raised her hand and with her index finger she brushed the books, reading their titles. There were some that said "satanic pacts" others like "the call of the devil" "the forest and its hidden side" "small town legends" "werewolves and the full moon" and the last one said "Wisconsin Cases". Camila took out that last one, the book was big, it had a red cover with the image of the town itself. But that image was in black and white, as if it was taken years ago.

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.