Scary Stories Hooked Novels & Stories

Finally, the message arrived. “Dear valued customer, hello. Your Succubus is not malfunctioning, nor is he ill. He is simply extremely hungry and needs you. Not food, but you. This includes, but is not limited to, kissing, hugging, and any form of… intimate energy exchange. Wishing you a pleasant experience!” I froze, my fingers shaking. I read the message again. And again. The words, simple and clear, had a weight I couldn't ignore. Hungry. He needed me. Me. Not food in the usual way, but something more than basic, more intimate, more wonderfully scary??

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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.

Seeing how sleepy she was, Dan clenched his fists, thinking that they had done something terrible to her. “If you wish−” Zander didn't finish saying the sentence when Dan charged at them. With the fourth step he activated the trap, which consisted of a hidden mechanism that, when stepped on, activated a series of hook shooters, which hit Dan, piercing him in the arms, shoulders and legs. There were eight hooks in all, which caused Dan to howl ferociously in pain. Each hook was firmly attached to chains, which the vampires quickly attached to large trees, momentarily immobilizing him.

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.

Getting on my tiptoes, I tried to hook onto the rope above. From days without food and water, Lucy’s eyes were sunken. Parting her cracked lips, she murmured, “Dean…” With trembling hands, I brushed the stray hair away from her face and forced a smile before muttering, “Don’t be scared, Lucy. I’ll find a ladder to get you down now.” Several burly security agents burst in and dragged me out. “What are you doing? Unhand me!” Brushing off my struggles, they hauled me away from the warehouse.

My hope were starting to get weak at the sight of no one, I sat at the spot I got hooked. My energy was starting to fade, I couldn’t get myself forcefully pulled out. The first trial I did to get myself freed, bruised my sole. It ached badly. I was starting to get scared of how dangerous it was, been outside by this dead of the night. Talk more of been hooked at a point. My eyes brimmed in tears, gushing out of my cheeks profusely. I was afraid of been captured by a rogue or been harmed by a wild animal.

💔Hidden Scars💔 (😱😵More Unraveled Secrets😵😱) By: Kã Mä Râ . . ✏Written By: _____Authoress Kamara✍_____ . #Season_2: ✨Episode 18✨ . . 💋Harley💋 "But how do we come in? You've never told me the story, i only believed you are my real Dad because I saw Natalya's picture". I told him truthfully.

I woke up feeling parched. My mouth was dry as a bone, and my throat hurting. I sprang out of bed, dashed to the fridge, snagged a can of ice-cold cola, and chugged it down in one go. "Burp… ahh…" After a satisfying burp, I felt cool relief. As I enjoyed the fridge's chill, a sudden knock on the door startled me. I closed the fridge, grabbed a baseball bat, and peeked through the peephole. It was my lifelong best friend Gavin, looking nervous.

Her eyes look at them questioning, I can see Jackson never used these with her, but I plan to, not today, but I plan to. “Mmmm, now this would be amazing, these hooks inside you, chains pulling you up, the hooks pulling and causing pain.” Her eyes watching me, clearly not understanding. “Well, let’s see where they go shall we to give you a little idea of how you would be suspended in the air” I slowly push the end of the hook into her sex, she moans slightly, the metal hooking inside her and around the front of her public bone. My hand passes Jackson the other one, my eyes watching her as he pushes it into her arse, again it hooks inside, curling up and around her back. My finger grabs the h