Shark Tales Novels & Stories

Raw, unfiltered Luna power rolling down the hallway in waves that brought every wolf within a hundred yards to their knees. I shoved through the crowd of omegas clustered outside her door. They parted without a word, eyes huge. Reka was on the floor in the center of the small room, naked, bathed in silver light. Her body arched, spine bowed, head thrown back as the shift tore through her. But it wasn’t a wolf breaking free; it was something bigger. Her skin glowed like moonlight on water. Her hair floated as if underwater. Every breath she took pulled power into the room until the air crackled.

He asks while pulling down his pants. "I don't know. Let's ask my friend Zara." While they look at me in confusion, I quickly shift into my gorilla. Zara roars in the man's face, and I squeal with laughter when I see the urine running down his leg. The other men are too frozen to move. Zara reaches out, grabs the man's penis, and rips it off, throwing it into the water. Now, there is blood mixed with the urine. He falls to the ground, and Zara picks him up by the neck and snaps it like a twig before throwing him overboard with his penis.

I caught a quick glimpse of his amazing cock, but not enough for my obsessed mind. Hunter left shortly after, and I instantly swiped the underwear he'd shed before his shower. I hated myself for knowing that Hunter was a heavy leaker. His boxer briefs were almost always drenched in his own juices to the point that it soaked through to the front. Sucking the wet fabric was like receiving a mouthful of his pre-cum, and it provided me with endless arousal to spend the entirety of my Friday night jerking off.

It was difficult to tell her age, but she was very pretty. "He's out in his little man cave thingy" the lady laughed, "I swear he spends more time out there than he does in here!". I followed her through the house and out into their large garden, she pointed toward a cabin at the end and I crossed the grass and knocked on it. A moment later, Parker stood before me and threw his head to the side, allowing me in. "Sick, isn't it?" He grinned, as we stood side by side in an admittedly cool room, full to the brim with trophies, ribbons, photographs of Parker winning various awards, holding large fish, and standing with a man I could only assume was his father.

"No. And you cut me off again. I'll explain just once, so listen- so I can get back to telling you the whole story. Owlignus is their specie, they are shapeshifters but mostly owls. They are witches, old witches, and we all know ancient witches are very powerful. They feed on owls, which is weird because of what they are, but legend has it that they get their powers from owls, so every Friday night, they feast on owls. They are evil, of course, and they are good too. Just like human beings, some of us are kind while others are sadistic. And Akwanisis is a title for the chosen one, the most powerful of them all, and Generosasis, she was." "That's a not-so-beautiful story, so you mean shapeshi

Rachel screamed at that. "Shut the hell up and let me talk. Spirits, speak to me. Ah!" Zoey squeaked dramatically. "Yes.. you will fall into his bed and then he will break your heart and you end up marrying me, so you can name the book 'So I married my best friend'" Fresh tears streamed down Rachel's eyes as the laughter escaped her very soul. She almost rolled from her chair.

Short terrifying stories that leave you insomnolent . . . definitely a must read to while away time and get sleepless with fear, hahaha. I don't own any of this stories. I found them in some creepy books. I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy! While you're at it, you can check out my other profile @KinahFeels.