Weirdest Stories Novels & Stories

"Does she really think the supporting male lead will still give in to her? I'm dying to see what happens next; the way the plot is going off the rails right now is so good!" In that instant, the media reporters descended on us like sharks smelling blood, surrounding us from all sides. "Are you attending the wedding as the groom today, Mr. Sorenson? Have you already forgiven Ms. Sutherland for fleeing the wedding?" "Sutherland Group is about to go under, Mr. Sorenson. Have you come today to represent the Sorenson family to reinject capital into Sutherland Group?" "There were rumors about you and a mystery woman at the airport a few days ago. Do you care to comment on whether that was all just

They ate the food in silence. After eating, they moved to the living room debating on which movie to watch. "Let's watch Lion King" nafisa suggested . "And why? "Khadija questioned. "Do I look like a baby to you "she added. Nafisa dropped the topic of watching cartoons before her cousin would take it far, they decided on watching The Meg which nafisa found weird . She doesn't like action or romantic movies, she would rather watch cartoon for the rest of her life. The movie was scary to fawaz, he wasn't familiar with such big fishes.

Please, I beg you, I will legit stop swearing for an entire day. And for a person that swears like a sailor, that is saying something. He starts coughing and kills another water bottle and starts sweating like crazy. " Yo, dude, what's happening?", I throw a rag at him and quickly finish the rest of my jaffle. "Nothing, that irrational thing just took me off guard", He chuckled brushing it off. I give him a stinky eye. "Excuse me, mister, but to your knowledge let me tell you that werewolves do exist, and vampires and lots of other creatures as well! Where do you think all the stories, novels, rumors, and movies have originated from?"

I hear that there are some pretty powerful mushrooms growing in the woods around here. Finally, my mind is still reeling after learning Axel’s secret. Werewolf. Really? That’s probably the craziest thing I’ve encountered in the last two days. What’s next? Elves? Freaking Bigfoot? No, I know, dragons. Yup! That must be it.

The name didn’t ring a bell, and I saw no point in lying. Madeline seemed to take this in stride, as she nodded before proceeding to string together the most ridiculous story U had ever heard—something about werewolves with secret abilities, secluded and apparently wiped out of collective memory. If I weren’t tied to the table, I would’ve burst out laughing and walked off. But I was. My life was in the hands of this mad woman, so I listened avidly to her words to see if there was something I would be able to pick up.

At least far more interesting than the story I heard yesterday at the antique auction, is this one, I thought. I became uneasy when he described how two werewolves broke their fated mate promise and unleashed a terrible calamity. The narrative was too visceral and realistic. Every time I hear the story, it seems to tighten my heart, so I don't want to listen to it anymore. It felt odd, as though I had also lived through the same narrative. She continued, "And it all began with the Grimoire." "Grimoire?" I asked, intrigued. This Grimoire seemed to be at the center of all the odd occurrences.

It was said that weird things beyond human imagination happened there, Rumors had it that the forests on each side of the forbidden road led to another world and no one who went there alone came back alive. We, the humans even the so called scientists hadn't figured the mystery behind it. I sat on the last row of the bus looking outside the window and lost in thoughts. It was purring rain outside and there was a huge storm. Annie Brine, the worst girl I'd ever met, Of course like her name was, She was a pack of salt poured into someone's mouth and when asked for a solution to the problem she caused provided Water which worsened the situation, She was such a pain in my tooth,

Can't this day become a little less adventurous. AUTHOR'S NOTE -. Hello guys, first of all, thank you to everyone reading this story. I would love to know your views on this book, 'the pack's weirdo: a mystery to unveil.' It would be great if you would take a few minutes from your schedule and post some comments or reviews. It would really be a huge morale booster for me to continue writing. Thank you

My desire here is to share my story. My name is Geena. No, not Gina, that would be normal- my parent's weren't normal, so it had to be Geena. These stories, if you have read them up through now, are the story of my strange journey. The earlier stories and the many that follow will make very clear just how un-normal my life is.

The wet squelching sounds were absolutely obscene. “You’re such a disgusting little fist slut,” she laughed. “Taking my whole hand like a cheap whore. I bet Maya would die if she saw her best friend getting fisted by her big sister.” The dirty talk sent me over the edge again. I came violently around her fist, my pussy gushing and squirting all over her arm and the bed. Lena kept fisting me through it, drawing out the orgasm until I was sobbing with pleasure. She finally pulled her hand out slowly, leaving my cunt gaping wide open. She brought her soaked fist to my mouth.