Wish Horror 소설 & 이야기

I felt a wave of heat hit me in the place that matters most until I was damp with needs—rough, sinful, and canal needs. "Hey, you're still there? I'm sorry if I scared you away; I didn't mean to." "You should be sorry for turning me on, dickhead." I said to myself rather than typing and sending the message. I was scared for two reasons; the first one was that this guy in question was a vampire and the second one was the idea of my fear actualizing. What if I mix too much pleasure with business and end up at a loss? What would become of myself, my parents, the rest of the wolf pack, and the humans who were looking up at me as their advocate?

“There was a young lady standing on top of our fellow's dead bodies. Anger is in her eyes. But, she exalts on the bloody war. She is not on our side.” Worries and fear dominate the tone of his voice. No matter how hard he tries, Hodor just couldn't hide his fear. What worse is he felt the anguish, every ounce of pain, of anger ,of everything that is happening in his vision; and to add fright, he never had a vision that fails to happen. Vamoire's eyes bulge on its socket. “A bad omen. No! That won't happen, my lord. Is it a wolf? A human? I am sure that lady isn't from our race.”

Ivone's heart leapt into her throat, her heart racing with a primal fear as the werewolf's low, menacing growl shattered the silence of the night, echoing through her room like a warning from the depths of hell. Her eyes snapped open in a flash of adrenaline-fueled fear. Her mind reeled as she tried to process the horror that stood before her, her thoughts racing with primal fears and desperate prayers for escape.

Christine's eyes widened in horror as she stumbled backward, her mind reeling with shock and confusion. Reyes' hands grasped for her, his voice urgent. "You have to believe me," he pleaded. But Christine was beyond reason. She stumbled backward, her eyes fixed on Reyes' transforming body. "What is going on here?" she yelled, her voice echoing through the room. "What is happening to you?" Within minutes, Reyes had finished transforming into a werewolf. Christine's eyes widened in shock as she stumbled backward, her body shaking and trembling uncontrollably. She didn't know what to do or say, she just stood there, feeling numb and frozen in terror.

Death tells him "Who's that?" He asks "Can I go?" I ask tiredly "It's me, and yeah, your little friend is in your room," Death says "My little friend," "The werewolf," he says At his words, I take off running past him and quickly up the stairs in record time before bursting into my room where she was sitting on my bed covering her ears. "What is with the screaming?" She asks "Sorry," I say before sticking my head out of the door, "Death can we go in your room?!" I ask him

Casper looks like a fish out of water, his mouth opening and closing as he struggles to find the right words. "I should have known," I say, rising to my feet, feeling dizzy and unsure of what to do next. I can't believe that Casper, my crush, is a monster. It's like I've been thrown into a whirlwind movie where everything is happening at breakneck speed. First, I discover I can see things beyond human eyes, then hunters appear, and now my crush, his brother, and my best friend's brother are all bloodthirsty vampires. I'm trapped in a nightmare, and I need to wake up—fast. My eyes fixate on the front door, uncertain of what horrors might lurk beyond it—hunters, werewolves, mermaids, or who kn

Because he had just been ripped apart. I turned around slowly and stared at the “pet” who had done the ripping. He still had blood on his face, but somehow looked… innocent. “I was hungry,” he murmured. Maybe it was my imagination, but his pupils looked a little sharper than before. [Wow. Trying to slut-shame someone in a horror dungeon? He had it coming.] [Pop the champagne. Ding-dong, the jerk is dead.] [Lol the stans are out. She can sleep with monsters but nobody can call her out?]

The next second, the Patchwork Monster tore the man in half. He tossed the body outside casually. Just then, a crisp, bell-like voice sounded outside. “It’s after work hours, who’s so rude as to be throwing bodies around?” A young girl with three heads and eight arms appeared at the doorway. With just one look at the shop, anger filled her voice, and her hair stood on end. “Who the hell had a death wish and smashed the Number One Must-Eat shop in the entire horror game?”

It was a full moon. "Stephhhh". Callum mewled. The silver of the full moon was making his vampire horny. Stephen’s eyes turned crimson red as Blaze let his Vampire take hold. It was like an invisible frenzy. A hazy cloud surrounding them pulling them closer to bask in each other's warmth and love. It was just like a werewolf in heat. Enlightening the emotions. The tingling sensation under the skin makes it sensitive to touch..

Once the door was slammed shut, the car quickly sped away from the villa. Meanwhile, Stephanie couldn't sleep a wink in the villa. So, she decided to turn on the projector and watch a movie. There wasn't anyone around her, and yet she decided to pick a horror movie, being a complete idiot she was. The atmosphere projected on the screen was uneasy and scary, making Stephanie hold her breath subconsciously. She had never watched this particular movie before—in fact, she never even watched the trailer or a breakdown on it. That was why she had no idea when exactly she'd be greeted by a jumpscare.