One, two, three, three wives dead, remaining one... One, two, three, four,four wives dead, remaining one... One, two, three, four, five,five wives dead,not enough..... One, two, three, four, five, six,six wives gone,add one more?
A maneater rules the night, fear comes with the darkness for the villagers know The Devil lies in the shadows and hunts the easiest prey of all...man. Piet van Zyl hunts the killer...but when does the hunter become the hunted.
What does it feel like, when your mom is a psychopath without restrain? Surviving a crazed, high functioning psychopathic mother and little sister who grow twisted as time passes by This is the life of Andra Daslove, a 17 year old girl whose life was full of twist. (Warning: Gore)
The cold breeze in my face, clinging tightly to my bare arms. My arms wrapped around my torso in an attempt to keep me warm. Tears streaming down my face as memories of Harry's cruel betrayal flood my mind. Of all days, he chose my birthday to hurt me. My red pumps creating a gentle click sound with every contact it made with the tarred road. Creating the only sound the night breeze brings to my ears. Asides my sobs and the distant barks of the neighborhood dogs. My third sense is sudden activated as I sense I'm being followed. I smell danger. Walking alone on such desolate streets doesn't seem like the best idea I could have come up with. I wasn't thinking straight when I made that choice. I should have called my driver to come get me!. This creepy feeling becomes more intense and I decide to do the one thing I know I'm good at; run!. I throw my purse and phone away as I begin to run in frenzy I feel something hot on my trail, when I look back, all I see is dark fog. The more reason to run faster. The road fairly lit by moonlight, my heart in my mouth and prayers of help and mercy escaping my lips. Finally, I hear music playing from loud speakers. I'm close to civilization!. I keep running frantically. One of my pumps gone. Soon I see a club in sight with a few people outside. I begin to scream for help when a figure suddenly appears before me. In fear, I make to run in the opposite direction but another figure is right behind me. Next thing I know; i'm surrounded by darkness. °°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°° Imagine waking up in an abandoned Gothic castle in the middle of no where. With an immortal creap as your new 'mother' and over a hundred strangers as your new siblings. Where love is a crime, hope is a dream and rebelion is a death contract. A dark tunnel with no light whatsoever, would you survive?? Let's follow our protagonist into this breath taking journey and find out what could possibly be worst than this.
A summer camp at a remote village goes very wrong. Strange disappearances occur and the only clue is the disappearence of a girl named Sarah five years ago and the rumour surrounding it. So when her friends go missing Stephanie takes it upon herself to solve the mystery, only to find something much sinister. Stephanie knew she wasn't as normal a girl she would like herself to be, after all normal girls don't hear the mute boy speak, do they?
All he wants is to save himself from the baggage of a troubled past. But she just won’t stay away. Eighteen years ago, Kevin’s parents were brutally murdered. Seventeen years after their death, Kevin is forced to watch helplessly as his fiancée is tortured to death. Never fully recovering from the trauma, he moves into a new city, hoping to start his life anew, leaving his devastating past behind. But things didn’t go as planned. He did not expect to fall in love with Natasha—the daughter of a man hunting for his kind. They soon discover the battered corpse of a missing detective assigned to investigate the murder of his fiancée several months ago. However, when the horror from his past returned, Kevin is forced to stay away from Natasha—or watch her fall victim to a ghoul who takes pleasure in tormenting him.
I was barely a teenager when I had the first collided with the other worldly people. Roughly a few years back, we had a school excursion arranged. It was 2017 and I was a student of class 10. When we had to face the situation (as described in this story) I had to solely trust on my olfactory senses. I was well accustomed to the ways of paranormal incidents. Today, whenever someone comes to know about my experiences and interest in the paranormal realm, I am asked "So ma'am, do you believe in ghosts?" and "Are you not afraid to loose your life?"-'Well, Who is not afraid to loose his/her own life?' and 'Yes, I do believe in the immortality of souls until it attains salvation. I believe that there is a life beyond what we see.' I am not a Paranormal Investigator (neither do I aspire to become one in future.) In this story, I have described my experiences in details. All the names of my friends, hotel, and any such names are purely fictitious. any resemblance with reality is totally coincidence. So go ahead and enjoy the story! THANK YOU, SAPTAPARNI ROY
Jaxon Maxwell is one of the deadliest board members of the Confradia Assass. He has suffered great pain, including having to let go of the woman he loves, Maleah. Years pass, and they meet again. To Jaxon's regret, Maleah is with someone else, and his dreams of getting her back turn to dust. Fortunately, life has its own plans, and Jaxon finds his second chance at redemption. Maleah has suffered heartbreak too many times to count. She has not just lost one man she loved, but o. She's about to give up on love altogether when fate decides to interfere. A witness to a horrible murder, Maleah finds herself on the run. She doesn't get very far until she winds up in the arms of the first man to break her heart. Will Maleah and Jackson find their true happiness? Or will death take one of them before they can find their redemption?
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