Scream Books Novels & Stories

“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.

My scream was muffled as he fiddled with my nipple with one hand, sucks and licked my clit while plugging in and out of me. "Ohhhhh my goodness, shit." I cursed as my body shook and I knocked down a few books from his desk. My temperature increased as I feel my orgasm building up and it became more difficult to stay out and to keep my voice down. "Ohhhhh, shit... Ohhhhh, ahhhhhh,fuck, fuck." I screamed as the wave of orgasm hit me, I held onto his hair as my legs shook uncontrollably and my whole body vibrates like I am convulsing.

I’d always loved him. “You should feel her squirming under me, Gio. She’s soft. I can see why…” The fingers of my free hand touched something cold. A metal fork. I would have preferred a knife, but I would work with what I had to hand. Closing my hand around it, I let out an ear-piercing scream. Swinging my whole body, I sank the prongs of the silver fork into his eye. There was no pop as his eyeball exploded or maybe there was, but if so it was drowned out by the sound of his roaring.

the sorceress asked, sipping on a bluish liquid that filled her cup, which I assumed to be maybe a rare species of wine. “One of your sorceresses who worked for my pack stole my mate's scent and wolf,” Kaiden said, swirling the wine glass in his hands. The sorceress had an amused look in her eyes. “I see. You have the power to confront and get it from her, so why come here? I'm guessing she’s dead and that's why you're here—because you need my help.” “Correct,” Kaiden remarked. “She killed herself, and I don't know why. But I know you have a book containing all the sorcerers that roam the earth.”

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“Davin, I’m sorry, but what actually is the point of this? This isn’t helping us find Scarlett. This is just academic hoo-hah that’s better suited to a college than a damn werewolf pack.” He cleared his throat. “I was going to save this for last, but… well. Just look at this one,” he said, sliding a different book into my hands and opening it to the middle page. The paper didn’t match the rest of the book, and I couldn’t see where it attached to the spine, either. It wasn’t yellowed with age or made of scratchy, pulpy parchment, but when I tugged it (gently, feeling Davin’s eyes on me all the while) it felt stuck as surely as the rest of them.

The spines were all faded to one degree or another, and most of them looked antique. “Sure as hell not her porn stash, but that would be far less incriminating,” he remarked, taking out a black-bound book with gold lettering. The title read, “SAMPA VARGR” in huge letters that resembled runes. She recognized vargr from one of Darian's titles. It meant “wolf.” Hunter offered her the book, and she flipped through its pages, her heart pounding as the meaning of sampa became clearer with each successive illustration. Huge bipedal wolves were being slaughtered in every way possible, each grotesque method culminating in a silver dagger through the heart. “Why does Sandra have a book on how to hunt