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Nina made sure that her father was not aware because if he found out, he would stop them from leaving on their own. Slamming a book against the desk, Amaya groaned as she flipped pages and pages. She wished that she would find out anything related to the cure for vampirism in any of the long history books in their home. “I have searched almost all the books there and I have a lead,” Hadrian professed. “Being a vampire makes me read stuff faster.” “You have a lead and I have been struggling to find a clue in one of these old rusty books.” He could read the frustration written on her face.

I stood, gasping as I watched him struggle to climb up the mountain with the passed out Nixton and a hundred monsters behind him. "Guys a little help" Gold said breathlessly and I blinked and rushed up to them. kelvin brought out his hand to lift him up and Lex held onto Gold's right hand. "Nixon!" Camila cried, running towards Gold and helped putting Nixton down. "Thanks for saving him" she whispered to Gold and he nodded. "Hope those dead fucker's won't be able to get up." I spat looking down at them struggling to climb the closet stones. "They are called zombie-the living dead. They feel no pain and when they bite, they transfer a virus which goes through your brain and turn you into one

Whatever unease she had earlier is already fading, replaced by something much more like her. “So,” she starts, nudging my arm lightly like she does when she wants my attention, “I started this new book last night.” I glance at her, catching the small excitement in her expression, then go back to stretching my arm across my chest. “It’s about zombies,” she continues, her voice picking up. “Like actual dead people walking around and eating others. It’s kind of disgusting, but also really good.” “And there is this guy,” she goes on, lowering her voice just a little like she is letting me in on something important. “He is technically dead, but not fully gone. Like he still thinks and talks and…

Everyone’s phone went off at once. "What?" Liam’s fiancée, Chloe, frowned, moving closer to his side. I looked down at my phone. A blood-red scale appeared on the screen. [Welcome to The Last Zombie: Final Reckoning.] [Detected: 15 members of the Sterling family.] [Objective: Eliminate all zombies. The last player standing inherits the entire family fortune.] [Current Asset Valuation: $12.7 Billion.] The living room went dead silent. "What kind of sick joke is this?" Liam tried to close the app, but the screen wouldn't budge. "Who made this?"

“I do not have money now but I promise that I would make you feel good. And maybe you spent a lot of time with me because you love me.” “Already? I have not even seen the size of your dick.” “It might not be a nine inches like you expect but it sure would fit in that tight pussy of yours.”. “And even if it does not fit, I am always open to three homes and even four somes. The more the merrier. With that last text, she logged off with no good nights or sweet texts. I wanted to be the one saying those but we were not all that familiar. There was no one really active anymore on the site so I spent all night read sex stories and watching erotica videos to add to my knowledge and be able to have

she said. I scratched my head, "Maybe next time, mom. I'm already sleepy." I said and pretended to yawn. "Okay. Just come down when you want to watch, okay?" I just nodded and waited until she closed the door. I took a deep breath and looked at my hard cock inside my boxers. Should I watch or not? I'll probably just go downstairs after I cum. I walked to the door and locked it. I opened my laptop and took off my boxers again. I bent down and grabbed something under my bed.

Author's Note This book is a short compilation of erotic stories. Please note that not all entries are heavily erotic—some lean more toward emotional moments, dramatic tension, or character interaction. Also, 99% of these stories don’t follow a traditional plot, so don’t be confused if there's no clear beginning, middle, or end. They’re written more for mood, moments, and expression than full narratives. Enjoy the ride,no overthinking needed. 😉 ********************************************* Kael didn’t wait.

Three zombies stumbled into view. I dragged my cats under the bed and curled up beside them, holding my breath, not daring to make a sound. On the first floor, a resident was so reckless that he lit a candle while showering. I knew he'd be the first to become zombie chow. The zombie had once been a beggar, mangy hair, yellowed, rusted teeth. Starving, it tore into that resident's belly with sharpened nails, feasting with savage delight.

The Taboo Chronicles is a curated collection of dark, twisted, and unapologetically erotic stories designed to push the boundaries of conventional desire. From the sacred halls of a silent church to the high-stakes shadows of obsessive power plays, these stories explore the raw, unyielding side of human hunger. Whether it’s the thrill of a secret shared in the dark or the surrender of a soul to a dominant force, nothing is off-limits.

There was something about him that made Jasper think that he just might be able to help him like once things settled down. If his information was correct, unlike the vampires and werewolves, the zombies weren’t sent from another dimension. They were humans whose humanity went bad. If Jasper was correct, zombiesm was caused by a virus of some type. If there was one thing that he was certain of it was that all viruses had a cure. He just needed time to find it.