Scream Books Novels & Stories

Scarlett’s POV I felt our connection solidify, forming a bond so deep and unbreakable that I could feel his every emotion, his every heartbeat resonating within me. His body trembled as he pulled his teeth from my skin, licking the wound to seal it, and I was still lost in bliss, my body shuddering from the aftershocks. Guided by instinct, I leaned in, sinking my human teeth into the spot on his neck, claiming him as mine. It took all my strength, but I pushed through, and the moment I broke his skin, a fresh surge of pleasure coursed through us both. Maxwell’s body stilled as he groaned, filling me, his hands gripping me tightly as his release consumed him.

Ugh, think faster Agatha! As I got closer and closer to the back of his bookshelves, the sound got louder and louder. And when I was finally able to get close, I immediately threw the book that I'm holding to the man that is facing behind me. Oh, my gosh! He is being r*pe! And by a man! When I threw the book at him, they both turned and looked at me. My eyes widened when I saw Caleb naked and his forehead is wrinkled. When we both saw each other, my eyes widened and his eyes also widened and he quickly stood up when he recognized me. Dude, that was a wrong move! Now, his naked body is right in front of me! It's visible to my two naked eyes! As the woman covers her chest with her hand and gla

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Nanny Rita said it contains some cute stuff from her high school days – a phase in her life that brought her so much trauma. She breathed deep before opening the bag. It contains old slum books and a diary with broken lock. She smirked thinking that her mother could have forced to open it. She must be disappointed to see nothing juicy about the things that she wrote there. Her younger life was boring and predictable until it wasn't. In fact, each page of her diary contains almost the same events. As she randomly went through each page, she noticed a paper inserted within its pages. She almost dropped the diary upon seeing that paper from way back. It's still obvious that it was once cru

We can't always get what we want. Shifting through the shelves at the furthest part of the library, Zara scroll through all the books she has read in the past. When a sudden grip made her hiss in pain, she was ready to turn and unleash hell upon the rude individual for hurting her until she stops in her track the moment she lay eyes on Abram. He looked like a mess. His beard was longer than usual. His eyes red like he haven’t slept for a long time and his hair was ruffled like he had comb it with his fingers many times.

“Wait here, I’m going to give you something that will help you relax.” Before I could make a protest, she was gone out of my sight. Girl number eleven was now too close to Ace, as if she wanted to sit on her lap. She kept nudging for his biceps, rubbing her arms against Ace’s from time to time. Ace seemed to be oblivious of the lustful stares he was getting from the girls flocking around him. “Got it” Karen came back catching he breathe with three books in her hands. “Here.” “What am I going to do with these?” grabbing the offered books to me, the book on top was entitled ‘Fifty Shades of Grey.’

“Reagan can be a dick. Yes, most people who work closely with us know of our bonds. You’ll understand more when you meet my parents.” “I hope they don’t think I am as stupid as I feel.” I replied too honestly. “You are not stupid Miss. We keep these secrets for reasons.” Reagan replied gently with half a smile. “I appreciate that.” 7 Days later… I paced around the living room of my little guest house I called home. I glanced down at my watch before staring at the tattoo drawn around my wrist. Twisting my arm around looking at the beautiful artwork. A dragon’s tail, around an inch in width, wrapped around my wrist. The red scales unlike anything I had seen before, hints of gold looked as if t

It supported and held my body perfectly, sculpted to every curve of my body like it was moulded intentionally. I picked up the black leather binder, flicking through the numerous pages of passwords, codes and phone numbers. It was easy to get logged into my sleek computer, checking my emails and meetings for the upcoming week. Before long it was ten o’clock and I was sitting in the most bland and uneventful meeting of the day. Each member of staff eyed me up competitively. The room reeked of ego and distaste and you could almost smell the jealousy radiating from each person around the large table.

But I couldn't have that. I arched my hips, pounding into her furiously and mercilessly. "Fuuuucck...yeah!!!!" Her screams increased, echoing through the room, alongside. I moved faster, pumping deeper while I suckled on her nipples like an infant desperate for milk. I felt her clench around me, gripping my pussy tightly. "Fuck, you're so tight, baby!!" Her needy whimpers filled my ears driving me closer to the brink of combustion. She chased every thrust with harder pumping, grinding me like a bad girl she was.