Novel & Cerita Scary Text Stories

Maybe we can have some fun? Lila stared at the message. She could still taste Marcus on her lips. Her pussy was deliciously sore, marked by another man. She typed back with a small, wicked smile: **Lila:** Trip’s going well. Miss you too. Looking forward to seeing you soon She hit send, then opened her messages with Marcus. He had already texted: *Can’t stop thinking about how you sounded when you came. Dinner again this week?* Lila bit her lip and replied: *Yes. Sooner rather than later.*

I flipped to the next page. “The voice won’t stop. Keeps telling me what I am. What I’ll do. Monster. Killer. Can’t escape it. Can’t make it stop.” The next page was worse. It didn’t even make sense, not that the first two pages did, either. “Blood. Blood. Blood. Blood. Gore. A knife. Need the knife if I’m going to complete his ritual.” The rest of the page dissolved into illegible scribbles. I kept reading. It was page after page of the same thing. Fragmented thoughts about death and blood and murder. Some of the words were truly vile. Some in all capital letters, others written so tiny they were like the text form of whispers.

Each volume of Strange short stories will have 3 medium-sized stories and about 10 short stories. To make it easier to understand and more transparent, this chapter will be like a summary for this and the following volumes. Vol.2: medium stories: The antics of Bia's crew ( ABC) Bia comments on a crew of children of criminals, in an invisible ship. In this world full of magic, demonic beasts and restrictions, they live on the run, abandoned by their parents. Not being accepted anywhere in the world they have to survive on small illegal jobs and from time to time to plunder.

I felt my pussy contract at his words, grasping at something that wasn’t there yet I desperately craved. “Just focus on the stars, baby.” he licked up and down my neck while his fingers finally parted my folds, finding my clit. He rubbed the bundle of nerves until I shook. I stared up at the ceiling as shooting stars and comets zipped by. I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky.

She didn't want to hear anymore of the frightening story. "Don't tell me you're all scared. It's a myth, I made it up!" John smirked, his eyes gazing at the scared faces of his girlfriend and friends. "Ha ha ha, scared? I've never been scared of anything in my life!" Rocky roared in laughter as he rose from the ground. "Scary stories don't scare me. I'm gonna pee!" He uttered still grinning. "Don't wander far into the woods, you never know who you'll meet." John warned in a playful but spooky voice.

Jumping out, you give a start, I feel it pump inside my heart, looks as if I need black art, Yikes!!! Your not afraid? you silly girl, let me give another whirl a bony hand, sweeps & swirls tattered sheets they creep & twirl You do your best to discourage guests I'm prepared for any scary test Yes I'm different from the rest, & by the way, you mustn't know that I am blessed I'm not leaving, you may have guessed Some pumpkins happy some are scary the children here, they shan't be wary I am not, no I am nary

he bent down and said in her ear "I am your monster and you are my Dark Hidden Paradise " ///Guys...it's Sriste here....it's a story of some dangerous mystery with obsessjve love...so please support me with your love...I can tell u all that I will make you love with every character in story...Follow me in my Instagram : sriste__author.///

They would rather be scared together "Sham?" He said after hearing the sound again and that scared him even more.He thought of all the scary animals he had heard of,the witches the ghost.Poor kid even wet himself.He continues navigating his way through the forest until a hand whipped him off the ground and a piece of cloth covered his mouth.Whispers of a number of men were the last thing he heard before the darkness embrassed him ****** Shamma had never been as scared as she was that night.Even she had wandered off and was realising how lost she was

on my side, under my left breast. “Damn, Lana.” He trailed a finger along the letters. “Is that a warning or an invitation?” Hot white need flashed through my body at his slow touch. I bit back a moan and he smirked. He just laughed, tugging his shirt back on, muscles flexing like a sin. “Next stop.” I didn’t ask where we were going. He liked being mysterious and annoying. Turns out, the next stop was a thrift store that looked like it had been raided by drunk witches and drag queens. The sign out front just said YES in big red letters. No context. No explanation.

“Shhh, Lexi. Breathe for us. We’ve got you. This hole was made for us. Look how wet you still are, princess. You’re dripping down to your ass. You can take it. You’re going to take it so fucking well.” Zach’s hand slid down my stomach, two thick fingers dipping into my pussy without warning, scissoring me open, spreading cum everywhere. “That’s right, baby. You’re our perfect girl. This cunt is going to stretch around both our cocks and milk us dry. You’re going to feel so full you’ll forget your own name, but you’re going to love every second. We’re not stopping until you’re screaming for us.” I whimpered, hips twitching, torn between fear and the aching need still throbbing deep inside me.