Scp Stories Novels & Stories

“You told me once you were addicted to my face. Said it was your drug. Well… it’s gone now. Just scars. So please—go find someone whole.” “I’m so sorry, Jake…” Ariana choked out. “Sorry?” I laughed bitterly, my head shaking. “I wish sorry could fix it.” And then—something warm touched me. A hand. Small. Soft. Real. It was Liz. I knew how her hands felt. “Jake…” Her voice was soft, trembling. Her eyes were dripping with tears, but she didn’t look away. She wasn’t afraid. She wasn’t disgusted. She was just… there. She touched my scars like they were nothing, tracing them without being disgusted.

It was carved into the shape of a smiling Bhramuth, and the warmth of her skin lingered on it. Now, without the pendant, Charlotte finally saw her colleagues, who had been there all along. "We have plenty of employees here. From now on, you'll be working with them," I told her. I clapped my hands happily as I watched terror spread across her face. "What is happening? What are these things?" Charlotte screamed. The workshop was crowded with ghosts. At that moment, they were all sizing her up. They looked disturbing—headless men, women with missing limbs, and even malformed infants. No one could witness such a sight and remain unshaken.

"No one talks to him. No one feeds him. We’re going to the City Hall." As they surged out of the bunker, the air in the tunnels felt lighter, sharper. The betrayal of Dominic had been a dagger, but the revelation of Sarah Vance was a strategic bomb. They reached the private elevator, the ascent to the tower's top floor a high-speed rush of pressure that felt like the final step of a coronation. When the doors slid open to the penthouse, the city below was a sprawling, glittering grid of their new domain, but it looked different now. It looked like a target.

Scott took Ciara to the forest near the Silver Blood Moon event. After making sure she got safely to the party area, he moved away from there. Happiness filled his heart until his chest constricted and he was almost sure that soon his heart would explode. He tried to sweep out the grin that was repeatedly tugging at his lips every time he remembered what he had just been through. Ciara was his mate. This whole thing about destiny and mate was so fucking crazy that he had a hard time believing it.

Scar pov Everything is going at a speed rate which I wished it continued like so that I could get scit free from the devil himself because I don't think I can remain sane if he continues kissing or touching me any opportunity he get it might lead to something else and I don't think I'm interested in any kind of relationship now Nit after the one that have failed before and I'm regretting it each passing day because that relationship is the only thing that makes me the way I am now but I don't blame anyone rather I blame my fragile heart and innocent mind.

Asher called but I can't find it in me to look away from Logan's nipple. "You know I was joking right?" Logan said but I just can't look at anything else. "Excuse me." He said and left and even though he is no longer standing in front of me, I still can't look at anything else... I can vividly see the scar staring back at me. "Nicole, are you okay." Asher called and tapped me at the same time and that's when I finally snapped out of it, it was like the scar held me in a trance.

"You don't understand how so many sellers take advantage of people these days. If this bean weren't smart, she'd get scammed too." She pulled out her phone and shoved it in my face. On the screen, a video showed a carton of strawberries bursting open for no apparent reason. Their inner flesh was pitch-black with a sticky, slimy liquid oozing out, and they looked completely rotten. I was so speechless that I almost laughed, but I managed to hold it in and keep a straight face. "Doesn't it look realistic? The platform's customer service will definitely approve the refund request the second they see this," Laurel added.

“Are you done? I’m going to sleep.” “I mean it, Scarlet.” He kissed me on the lips. “Other than me, I don’t know who can take care of you and healing your wounds. Let me be your lover, Scarlet.” “Whatever, I’m not listening.” I closed my ears with my hands and turned towards the wall to go to sleep. This Sin had to be out of his mind, I thought. With my tiredness, I soon drifted into slumberland. However, the slumberland I saw was not one of those pastel-coloured dreams filled with clouds. It was dark and lava was oozing over the black earth. Above me, bats circled the black, empty sky.

she chuckled. Yes, it is correct. Her smile was never visible to me. Is it possible that she is having a problem? It's no longer my business to mind so I shrugged. When we arrived at the cafeteria, we immediately placed our bags on a vacant table and proceeded to the counter to order food. I just ordered fried chicken, salad, and a mango shake. "Oh crap! They are here." My gaze was drawn to Sancha, who was squealing quietly at my side. "Who?" "The Millennium Dreams!"

Daphne replied. “ How I love that piece too” Ann said. “ What about Midsummer night dream?” Daphne asked grinning. “ I have read through it” Ann replied. “ What about the tempest” Ann asked. “ That was his most recent one and Lord knows I could kiss a frog in exchange for a volume” Daphne sighed. “ I'm afraid I will have to lend you a piece of mine to prevent such from happening” Ann said grinning. “ I wouldn't even do such as I'm afraid my husband will murder every amphibian once he hears such plans” Daphne laughed.