Twisted Tales Collection Novels & Stories

Those books were older than any of the others in his office. The bottom shelf (the one he’d been searching when he’d first heard the cats playing in the hall) held his collection of horror anthologies. The famed Whispers series, edited by Stuart David Schiff, featuring the varied works of Ramsey Campbell, Stephen King, Charles Grant and so many others. The Mammoth Book of Best New Horror from England. The Shivers series, published by Cemetery Dance. Masques, Borderlands, Shadows, Stalkers, Dark Forces, October Dreams I & II, Corpse Blossoms, Horror Library Volumes 1-5, and Prime Evil. Classic horror anthologies jammed next to paperback collections of slightly lesser repute with titles to mat

I knew it was coming; I saw this ceremony taking place yet; it shook the hell out of me when Brian put the ring on my finger. Two of our families gather under the same roof. The middleman played my house on this occasion. All the McCoy’s and Brown that is Brian’s aunt’s household came to our house, this is the first time I saw all of them simultaneously. This was supposed to be my twenty-year birthday party. Instead, instead, it became a business meeting, Brian put the ring on my finger, then all the McCoy (Brian, Matthew, Viola, one of Brian’s sisters, she means business only, some say this woman is the cruelest among the McCoy) came. Even Brian looks a saint in front of her.) Owen (Today i

Nothing is impossible" the grand commander said landing a horrific punch punch on Drex making him fall from the air "Abracadabra" Claus (the most powerful troll in Romania) enchanted, swaying his hands towards Drex and the fatal five, a very strong rope bonded them together as they move an inch not, they tried resisting but they couldn't, the grand commander sped towards them with a super kick breaking the bond, they fell helplessly on the ground

The thought of her filled him up through the night and he wanted to get it sorted out. Eric had established different companies in Arkansas and was also a board member in many different companies. His new project was going to be the talk of the town as he had dreamt it would be, two twin 20-storey buildings linked together by a small bridge with all social amenities inside. Fascinating, he thought to himself as he carefully shaved his beard in the shower. "I need to look good today," he thought out loud, " I must make a good first impression, who knows today will be a winning day for me with Sandra". He hurriedly showered and made himself a cup of coffee.

William can be so annoying. I looked at the cabinet attached to a side of his study table and pulled the first drawer out. A brown envelope is lying in it, so I pulled it out. I should probably check it out and see if it's the one I am looking for. I checked it and I am right, it is the wrong envelope. I pulled open the second drawer and there lies another brown envelope. How many brown envelopes does William own?! I opened it and brought out the files in it. I checked through it and my eye went wide. I looked at the next paper and the tears immediately clouded my eyes. Why did William not show me this? Why haven't I seen this before?

Shit, that confession is stupid if he doesn't want me then he shouldn't have told me about it. “You crawled,” she said seriously that made me blink twice so fast and tilt my head to the right. Later on, she blurted into laughter while keeps on pointing at me. “That is funny if only mom and dad were here and saw that reaction of yours. Of course, you walked on your two feet moron. How can you not know how you got home? What is happening to you?” she explained still laughing. “What happens when two werewolves mated to each other but the other rejects its mate?” I asked and my sister Akira suddenly stopped laughing and she gave me a confusing look before she gazed at her mate Scar.

Her balls were drawn tight; a faint happy trail led from her navel down to coarse auburn curls. Riley didn’t hesitate. She wrapped her lips around the head, tongue swirling the slit, tasting salt and skin. Jade’s hand fisted in Riley’s ponytail—guiding, not forcing—as Riley took her deeper. She hollowed her cheeks, bobbed slow at first, then faster, letting saliva drip down the shaft.

Alessandro said as he picked up a thumbscrew. These were a particular favourite of his father’s, invented by some barbaric humans centuries before he was born. Alessandro had a room full of these as his most prized possessions in their family home. “Crazy things always happen during full moons. You know that.” “Not like this. This one here,” Alessandro poked one of the humans, “said there was a sex demon in the city.” “Sex demon?” “Succubus or incubi.” “Have you been reading fiction again? Those are just myths.”

I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling of the room I now found myself in, trying to process everything that had happened over the past few weeks. What fairytale title could I possibly give this whole experience? The funny thing is it still does not feel like it is over. In fact, it feels like I am stuck in the middle of it and it is far from ending.

Just like any haunted house, this room was left behind by people, more accurately, uncle Josh. There was nothing much to see, just one diary that I found on the floor near the huge wooden desk. The diary looked like a journal as there was something written there; I picked it up and exit from the room, locking it like before. I made my way towards the kitchen. I took the bottle of apple juice, some packets of Doritos and walked into my bedroom. I opened the diary as I got comfortable on the bed under the blanket. 2 November 1997