Short Stories Names Novels & Stories

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.

I'm a paid slut. Yeah, get over it. A girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do, I plan on traveling the world and this is the fastest way to do so. Now, back to my story. We never get to know our client's name for confidential reasons. We also go by fake name for the same reason. User 677 is my client and Beverly Holly is my fake name. That's all you'll need to know. User 677 – Male. 46.

Although she liked what she saw, she still knew she was in quite a sticky predicament. The man’s eyes lowered and he gazed at Jeffina’s panties. She felt herself getting aroused, little waves of pleasure shooting down her arms and legs. Finally, the man spoke. “My name’s Gordon.” “Okay...” said Jeffina. “That doesn’t really explain things...” “You seemed very tired so I put you to bed. This is the backroom.” “That’s nice of you... I guess. But what happened to my clothes? And you moved me in here just because I fell asleep?”

( A short guy gets teased and bullied by his roommate's tall girlfriend ) --- “Mackenzie, I’d like you to meet my roommate and best friend since childhood, Sprout,” Greg announced in the entryway of our apartment. Then he turned to me, “Mackenzie and I have been dating the past few weeks.” The tall, pretty blonde cocked her head slightly. Sensing a reaction to my name, Greg continued: “His real name is Sidney, but he’s always gone by Sprout—”

This big boss was supposed to look down on Uea for being too clumsy~ until the drunken main character who rejected Theo seduced the big boss to bed! It was really a filthy short story... 'But isn't that why I'm here?' 'I love filthy short stories the most!' Uea laughed wickedly. The door opened, and Ryan returned with a cup of water. After drinking the water, Uea knew there was no chance to touch or eat, so he left the office and returned to sleep in his office. Later in the evening, he received a call from Ryan, who wanted Uea to accompany him to meet a business partner in a bar.

We are a little bit close to the end. Is it Roberto and Zeth (short story) Athena and Cassian (short story) Bruno Junior and Ischavor’s daughter (Probably a novel)

Hadwin said naming the story that changed my life forever due to the King, but Darren only shakes his head in response. “No, it’s a book called The Gruesome Tales, it’s a bunch of gruesome stories comprised into one book. It’s there a story of these flesh eaters live. It’s said there is only one person that can save us all from these creatures, this person is a werewolf like us but was born with amazing powers. It’s said she will go to battle to defeat these creatures and save everyone.” He smiled retelling the story he had read, but for me, this only resembled a nightmare, it was explaining my life.

"And Aud's second name, which is 'Rei', is from Miss Jonaxx's story: To Fall Again." As I continued to tell Hen that story, I suddenly missed being a bookworm. If I didn't have a big problem facing me right now, I probably would have finished reading many of her books. "Hmm... it looks like you know a lot of beautiful names because you're a book lover, Kris." Out of the corner of my eyes, I saw him turn his gaze towards me. "What if we can use the names of fictional characters that you know that will benefit our next ones…” When I gave him my stare after hearing what he said, he averted his gaze. "Uhm... maybe our first?"

Because there he was. Kade Graham.

EMMA God, the air in the house felt thicker than the humid summer night pressing against the windows. I was still buzzing from dinner—too much wine, too many lingering looks, and way too much skin on display. I’m Emma, twenty-one, fresh out of college with a body I knew turned heads: tight, athletic from years of running and yoga, perky C-cup tits that loved showing off under thin tank tops, and an ass that filled out my tiny cotton shorts perfectly. But tonight, the real heat wasn’t coming from outside. It was coming from her—my stepmom Sarah—and him—my stepbrother Jake.