Super Scary Short Stories Novels & Stories

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TEN YEARS AGO, "Now Jake, i will tell you a story of a very special girl with supernatural powers" His mother said as she sat down with him on the bed. "Is it a super hero story?" Curious little Jake asked as he looked more anxious to hear the story out. "It is more than that my son. It is a story of a courageous, fearless and a dauntless protector" She said as she smiled. "Go on mother, i am quite interested in hearing this story. It sounds so awesome" He smiled as he nestled into his mother's arms.

He thought aloud. He began thinking about what he would do if he had a superpower and how cool he would be. He ran for a few seconds with his hands stretched behind him, hoping he would run as fast as anime characters. He did hand signs like Naruto. Growled like werewolves and vampires. Make gestures like Doctor Strange. He did a lot of what superheroes do and for some moment, he was out of reality and forgot about medram and his parents. He forgot how people hated him and forgot how scared he was of the route he was commuting.

“Shhh, Lexi. Breathe for us. We’ve got you. This hole was made for us. Look how wet you still are, princess. You’re dripping down to your ass. You can take it. You’re going to take it so fucking well.” Zach’s hand slid down my stomach, two thick fingers dipping into my pussy without warning, scissoring me open, spreading cum everywhere. “That’s right, baby. You’re our perfect girl. This cunt is going to stretch around both our cocks and milk us dry. You’re going to feel so full you’ll forget your own name, but you’re going to love every second. We’re not stopping until you’re screaming for us.” I whimpered, hips twitching, torn between fear and the aching need still throbbing deep inside me.

“They’re just stories people tell themselves to feel something.” The receptionist had given her the heavy brass key with a nervous laugh. “Just… ring the front desk if anything unusual happens.” Sophia unpacked in the lavish suite, admiring the antique four-poster bed, the velvet drapes, and the claw-foot bathtub that overlooked the stormy sea. She showered, slipped into a silky black slip, and settled into bed with a book on cognitive biases, determined to prove once again that the supernatural was nonsense. The lights dimmed on their own at midnight.

Laura said as a matter of fact. Selina looked at her in disbelief." Get out of here. You're joking” she said looking for signs of a joke in her friends face. When it sank in Selina let out a shocked scream. Everybody in the small cafe looked at them like they were crazy. Laura went on to narrate the most erotic experience of her life.

BEFORE YOU READ Nobody is coming to save you. Themes: Forced Proximity, Snowed In, Size Difference, Breeding Kink. This story features a possessive, reclusive hero who hasn't seen a woman in years. Expect primal play, rough sex, and intense possessiveness. (***) Gabrielle

My heart races from the scares. “What's the title?” That's Christopher. His voice is a jumpscare. He's back, glass in hand, nearly empty, stepping closer with intrigued eyes. “The Conjuring, the devil made me do it.” I answer and he sinks onto the couch. Not too close, but close enough I feel his warmth. His profile is mesmerizing, all sharp lines under the TV glow. “I didn't know you fancied horror,” I say, my eyes on him instead of the screen.

Pinky squinted to read it, her eyes tracing the loops and crosses. "Collection of short stories for ladies," the title read. "Stories of desire, of awakening, of the first time." Pinky blinked, her eyes widening as she read on. The handwriting was feminine, secretive, as if the writer were sharing her most guarded thoughts with only the pages. It was a confession. A revelation. As she began to read.

"Your pussy will pay for what you did today for a long, long time." A shudder ran down Emma's spine. She should be scared of this guy she stabbed and he was still issuing threats. Who still had the strength to fuck her to orgasm while bleed. But she wasn't afraid. She was excited. She couldn't wait for what Romero would do to her next.