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  • Bound To The Heartless Demon

    “Help me" She begged as she found the man not moving. “Ple—please. I'm drugged" She slurred, drunk with desires and pleasure. Sebastian smirked at the words of the human on his lap. He could smell her arousal, and he could tell she wasn't acting. “And what do I get in return?" Sebastian asked as he placed one of his hands on the armrest of the plush cushions. “Anything. Please," Avery replied as she began to roll her hips to get some friction. “Even if it's your life?" “Yes," she affirmed in her dazed state. Sebastian smiled at her reply and gently raised his hands towards her neck. “Fine," Sebastian pulled the lady onto his thighs a little bit back, and he could see she was overdosed. With a jab of his hand on her neck, the woman fainted in his arms, sleeping soundly on his chest ________ Avery Walter, an aspiring model in Los Angeles got betrayed by her fiance and now, she is to get married to a ruthless billionaire man in order to save her father company from bankruptcy. Would she able to mend his cold heart? Note: Book Cover is mine, don't use else where To contact me: Facebook: IceQueen21 Discord: IceQueen21

    IceQueen21 · Fantasia
    4.5
  • The Needle and The Pin Cushion

    In the world of fashion, a successful designer, Rosalind, crosses paths with Mark, a charismatic model with a hidden agenda. Unbeknownst to Rosalind, Mark is a skilled villain using his good looks to manipulate the fashion elite. Rosalind discovers Mark's true identity as their professional collaboration evolves into a passionate romance. Now torn between love and justice, Rosalind must decide whether to expose Mark's deceit and risk her own heart.

    Chloe_Bryant · Urbano
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  • FATE & DESTINY

    "ARGHHHHHHHHH !!!!!!" Arissa screamed out loud while burying herself under a pile of cushions on the sofa over and over again when her ears were tormented with erotic moans from her housemates, Cristan Lewis who always bring a different bed partner every night. All of them are incredibly beautiful and sexy bitch. But, behind his selfish and annoying attitude, it turns out that Cristan is the sole heir of Levy Corp. A multinational company which has branches in almost all 3 World countries. Every night, Arissa only could let out a long sigh heavily while she was lying on the couch with a sank heart and pitiful face as she kept counting and hoping the agreement that they both has made before, about sharing the apartment and live in together, will be over soon. Both of them didn’t realize but the fact, their meeting had actually been predetermined and tied by fate from long ago. It was destiny who has united them both in a most peculiar way. And apparently, without her knowing, only Cristan was able to protect Arissa and released her from the demon of the past that was still chasing her.

    Nana15 · Urbano
    4.8
  • Mecha: Defeat The T-Rex Robot From The Start

    In the age of deep space warfare, every teenager was required to learn about mecha at the academy. When Qin Yue was transmigrated to this world, he realized he was taking the academy entrance exam. He looked around and noticed that the other examinees were piloting high-quality mecha while he only had a training model. It was then, he awoke the unique system. [Ding! You have obtained the Master-level Tai Chi.] What happened afterward shook the whole hall. “He actually evaded 32 cannon attacks with that training mecha?” “How can a training mecha bring a 10,000-ton mecha down?“ “Why do I feel like I’m hitting a cushion when I hit him?” Even the academy had never expected the exam they had set up would be easily cleared by a training mecha. As everyone stared in awe at Qin Yue, he smirked and said, “This is the true strength of the old martial arts!”

    Northern Lake · Ficção Científica
    3.4
  • Zombie Overlord in the Apocalypse: All my wives are Powerful!

    Warning: Mature content, very raunchy scenes and harem theme. "You've been a bad girl, time for another spanking!" "Damn you i am a worshipped Goddess" "You are also my maid!" "....." Meet Aaron Star, a college dropout who's traded textbooks for battle axes and exam stress for in-game boss battles. After a tragic car accident claimed his parents, Aaron's life went from ordinary to "respawn and try again." But Aaron isn't your typical basement-dwelling gamer. He's the best in the world—virtually, at least. His secret identity as the supreme video game champion is the stuff of legends, or at least it was. Enter his sister, Alice, a do-it-all dynamo who cooks, cleans, and keeps Aaron from resembling a permanent couch cushion. She's determined to pull her brother out of the digital abyss and into the real world. Just when things couldn't get any weirder, a cosmic megaphone from the heavens announces the apocalypse. Apparently, humanity's penchant for gender-bending and self-deification has ticked off the bigwigs upstairs or perhaps the God simply felt bored?. Follow Aaron as he gets himself entangled with an ever increasing amount of girls and grows so strong no one dared to disobey him again well apart from his troublesome women but he knows how to handle them.

    Narsissistic_Demon · Fantasia
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  • Beast and Prince

    "Having a Human Mate is nothing but trouble." The prince's eyes shifted, darkening a bit as he leaned towards her. She was startled by his sudden movement that she did not notice his hand sliding across the cushion of the couch to touch her hand. Her eyes jumped from his face to their touching hands. The warm feeling she had was the result of his slight touch. "I won't run away." She snatched her hand away, hating the way her breathing had hitched as he peered into her blue eyes. "Why is that, your Highness?" Her upper lip curled up in a sneer. "You might not be scared now, but there's not a single human that doesn't succumb to their fear." "Kiera I've been inundated with kidnapping and assassination attempts since my life began. Trying to scare me off as you did to those noblewomen isn't going to work." His soft dark eyebrows knitted together, and a look of exasperation was beginning to take shape on his handsome face. Kiera scoffed, keeping the sneer on her lips. "We shall see about that." She did not know what had come over her as her hands went up to push on the prince's shoulders. His green eyes widened as he looked up at her, now trapped underneath her. He was held down by her hands as she climbed on top. Her eyes shone a dangerous blue. A predator's gaze. Her hair fell, the tips of her raven hair brushing the prince's face. "I can rip you to shreds." She said with force behind her words. "With a single bite, I can tear chunks of your flesh clean off." She lowered her face down to him. She was so close to him now that she could feel his hot breath on her face. She could hear his crazed heart as it beat against his chest. His breathing became ragged as he stared back into her predatory gaze. "I can, and I am quite capable, of eating you." A playful smile bloomed on his lips, and determined to drive her insane, he brought his face forward and whispered into her ear. "Please do." ———————— Fifty years of peace are coming to a close. The Golden Rose Treaty between Beasts and the rest of the continent brought an era of temporary peace for all the kingdoms. Now, the leaders of the kingdoms must gather to begin drafting another treaty. Deep South in the heart of Wolfcrye Forest lies the capital of the Beast Kingdom and twenty-five-year-old Kiera Blackwater is one of twelve Generals in the Beast Army. All her life she has dedicated herself to punishing the Beasts who lose sight of their humanity, but all that is put on hold when she is chosen by her King as part of the peace treaty delegation. Kiera is then thrown into the confusing world of humans, where women are expected to be docile and kind, complacent and never opinionated, everything Kiera is not. There she meets the equally as confusing Third Prince of the Solomon Kingdom, who is nothing as he seems. Ever smiling and with eyes full of mischief, the prince is every bit perplexing as the human customs she has come to see. She is even more baffled when the prince is determined to become her Mate, proposing a three-month deal that he can win her heart. As trouble spells the end of peace forever, the Beast General will have to struggle against her rising feelings as the prince inches closer to capturing her heart. ———————— Update Schedule: Once every week ***Cover art is not mine***

    Ceehillm · Fantasia
    4.9
  • Heiress Of His Abyss: Unmasking The Beast

    In the mystical realm of Werleria, Sylteena Benedict, the "Cursed One," already receiving the worst side of life, is forced into a marriage with the enigmatic Prince Anthony — One who bears a dark secret that is the root of his ruthlessness. As she navigates the treacherous landscape of court politics and ancient magic, Sylteena discovers a beast in the forest who challenges everything she thought she knew about love and loyalty. Torn between the ruthless prince and the mysterious creature, Sylteena must choose her path and confront the true nature of her heart's desire. - "Where humanity and beasthood blur, love becomes a perilous puzzle." - "A tale of forbidden love, ancient secrets, and the true meaning of monstrosity." Extract: Anthony's hands closed around Sylteena's wrists, chaining her to the headboard. His intense gaze pierced at her as he whispered, "Escape is impossible, little one." His lips claimed hers in a possessive kiss, sending shivers down her spine. Her body was already too weak to struggle. • • • Despite his inhumane features, no one had ever handled her more delicately then a petal. As their kiss deepened, Sylteena's heart fluttered with a sense of longing and affection. She pressed against the soft cushion of the bed, feeling the powerful beat of his heart, matching her racing pulse. In that moment, she knew she was where she belonged, in the embrace of the one who had captured her heart — in the embrace of a real beast.

    DestinyNdi · Fantasia
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  • System of Lust and Desire... Reborn in anime trope.

    So, I would like to set a bonus chapter if no vote increase to 10+ I will write a chapter like the following. 10+ Votes= I bonus chapter. 20+ votes= 2 bonus chapters. 30 and plus= 3 bonus chapters. ---------------------------------------- Stealing Heroine is a fun game. In my previous life, I, Yamada Tsuna did not have a girlfriend. In this life, I swear to have one at all costs. I swear to steal all of them, to make sure that those main characters would understand my inner feeling. The feeling of being a grand sage till the age of 40. With that thought drifting Tsuna's blood seeped completely out of his body. As he drifted into the depth of death. Closing his eyes in the solitude road filled with sirens and snow which acted as a cold cushion, for his death. Though he had no complaint about the cushion being cold because he also getting colder in that condition. It was a perfect match for him. Closing his eyes he waited for the next world or something, but it remained like that for god knows how much. Until his mind was getting blank. 'Hmm! Is this how they made us forget our memories when sent to a different life.' He made a guess and closed his thinking! Emptying his mind, he felt a suction force, and the next moment he was in a white world. But when a white ring saw his eyes filled with intelligence and curiosity, it panicked and disappeared. When he found different humans, having clouded eyes, walking in a systematic manner toward the entrance. So he also followed it, and after entering the gate he was back into a new world. But he had his memories, in the world of anime. This image is not mine. I hope the real artist or owner of the image will allow me to keep this image on for the time period はなこ: Real Artist...

    Shubham_Gosai_0895 · Urbano
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  • Warlocks´ Wars

    The boy knew the cruelty of life, but with the Warlocks he thought that this cruelty was still inferior. Greed, envy, hatred ... everything was worth to obtain KNOWLEDGE AND POWER. ... Noru came back to life in Sach. Now he will make his way in the cruel Witch World. "KNOWLEDGE IS POWER!" ... “Boy, you have willpower. But let me tell you that the way of the Sorcerer is not an easy thing, all the cruelty that you know so far is only part of what you will know when entering our world, do you still want to continue? " "Yes" ===================================== If you have entered and read this far, I thank you very much, and I hope you can support this novel that I have created with dedication. Your author _INTI_ thanks you Note: Regarding the language, I know that this page is basically in English, but this is not a language that I am very fluent in and I do not want to be criticized for bad grammar and that. I read novels here with google translation and although it is not perfect at least I understand. The language in which I write is Latin or Spanish and if you want to read it, just translate it into English. I hope the translation is good and understandable. Thanks. .... Si haz entrado y leído hasta aquí ,te agradezco enormemente , y espero puedas apoyar esta novela que con dedicación he creado. Te lo agradece tu autor _INTI_ Nota: Con respecto al idioma, yo sé que esta página es básicamente en inglés, pero este no es un idioma que domino mucho y no quiero que me critiquen por la mala gramática y ello. Yo leo novelas aquí con traducción de google y aunque no es perfecto al menos entiendo. El idioma en el que escribo es el Latino o Español y si quieren leerlo solo tradúzcanlo al inglés. Espero la traducción sea buena y entendible. Gracias. ================== La imagen no me pertenece, fue una descargada de google y luego modificada. Todos los derechos son del artista Rohan Balkar.

    _INTI_ · Fantasia
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  • Little Mischief

    Kara had finished her second glass of wine by the time she'd explained everything and her eyelids seemed to be getting heavy. Her head had been resting on my shoulder while she had been recounting the events of the night before and she seemed in desperate need of sleep, so I helped her get in position on the sofa; laid her head on a nice cushion and she fell asleep quickly. I slipped into my bedroom and got changed into a little red dress that loosely fell to mid-thigh, and quietly watched the TV, although most of the time I stared at Kara. She looked so gorgeous, so vulnerable, and I couldn't help stroking my inner thigh as I watched her sleep. I wanted her now more than ever, to feel her lips on mine again and have her body pressed against mine, but in a far more intimate way than the night before. Her knees were bent towards her chest revealing a generous amount of thigh to me, I'd hardly noticed the blue skirt when she'd arrived because of the outpouring of emotion but now I could have a proper look at her smooth legs. Even though I could see quite a bit of her outer thigh I wanted to see more. My hand had found its way under my dress and was stroking my own smooth skin as I lusted after hers. I needed to get a better look and tried moving around on my chair, like a horny sixteen-year-old boy trying to look up a girl's skirt. Instead, I'm a horny nineteen-year-old girl trying to look up a girl's skirt which is totally different, right?.... Right?

    Incubus_Tarv3n · LGBT+
    3.8
  • Buddies To Husbands

    A young lady with silver glasses asked the black haired man sitting on the red cushioned chair . " My Lord , how did you and your husband ascended the heavens in such a very quick span of time? Every member of the reincarnation troupe was curious about your achievement . Even surpassing the powers of the realm of heavens . " The black haired man layed on the sexy chest of the blonde man behind him and smirked . " We just died , reincarnated and married . Well , about how we descended the heavens . Others may call our deeds ... running amok within the world we reincarnated at . " The blonde behind him nodded and smiled . " We cultivated and cultivated and didn't realized we became gods . " The young lady's mouth opened in shock. " That simple? " The black haired man nodded. " Simple " Of course , what they experienced was never simple . Kian couldn't help reminiscing those moments . " Tsk , i still could not accept that i was the one who fell inlove first . " The blonde behind him chuckled and kissed his neck . " But i was the one who ate a lot of vinegar . " A triumphant smile flashed across Kian's face .

    Thealovesbishies · Fantasia
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  • APOCALYPSE: SYSTEM OF GREED

    A boy in an apartment was celebrating his 18th birthday with his only friend and considered a family valeth a white haired girl with red eyes. he lost his family 8 years ago and had to go on therapy to fix his anxiety and anger issues. it was new year so they decided to go on the roof to see the fire works but what they didn't expect was metiorites falling from the sky and turning into small pebbles that upon impact on ground creates big blasts. the building got hit with one of the millions of metiorites to hit the lower floor and destroy it making the building start to crumble. as they jump from the balcony zeran the black haired boy saw something unexpected. the corpses of the dead people started to move and eat the other humans. don't tell me this is a zombie apocalypse. Zenar and valeth got trapped in a place so Zenar decided to sacrifice himself to save his only friend. valeth started to glow bright as she was transported somewhere from some unknown god. the whole building collapsed but zombie's cushioned the pressure for zenar to survive it but he was stuck there with no escape. he heard a voice that forever changed his life. [Zenar eternus would you like to be my contracter] yes Zenar agreed in exchange for saving his life. [ding you have activated the system] [ding you have gained the system of greed]

    THE_FANTASY_WRITER · Ficção Científica
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  • Profound Meditation Technique of Chaos

    Ah, the "Profound Meditation Technique of Chaos"! It's not just any ordinary meditation technique, folks - it's a journey into the depths of your very being, a tumultuous ride through the chaotic waves of your mind, and an opportunity to connect with the Grand Dao of the universe. Picture this: you're sitting cross-legged on a cushion, eyes closed, and breathing deeply. Suddenly, you're hit with a barrage of thoughts and emotions, swirling around in your mind like a tornado. But don't panic, my friends - this is just the chaos at the beginning of your journey. As you continue to breathe and focus on the chaos, you'll start to notice something incredible happening. The chaos will start to dissipate, and you'll begin to feel a sense of calm and clarity. This is the Grand Dao starting to reveal itself to you. But wait, there's more! The "Profound Meditation Technique of Chaos" isn't just about finding inner peace - it's also about having a good laugh. Because let's face it, folks - life can be pretty chaotic sometimes. But by embracing the chaos and finding the humor in it, we can learn to navigate even the most tumultuous situations with ease. So there you have it, folks - the "Profound Meditation Technique of Chaos". It's like a rollercoaster ride for your mind, a journey to the center of your being, and a chance to connect with the universe - all wrapped up in a comedic package. Who knew chaos could be so much fun? 1chapter/every sunday keeps the demons away

    MysticGuardian · Oriental
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  • Strange plan: "The Billionaire's Accidental Wife"

    As a crazy beauty enthusiast like Maria, she admitted Daniel's look was indeed outstanding. Although she was injured, she managed to drag her body in front of him and ask for his phone number. Expected to be rejected, who expected this man to be more unpredictable than she thought, he even requested to marry her… in their first meeting. Asked to get married, Maria decided within minutes. She had been single for 28 years, so why not get married now? That was a pretty great idea. Unfortunately, she thought that this man was at most just a discharged soldier, so they could live together peacefully. One day, she saw a familiar figure on the economic channel. Wasn't that her husband? Maria rubbed her eyes, and began to doubt life, her husband...was the CEO of a large corporation? He was also a rich billionaire standing in the ranking of the 100 richest people in the world? Maria was panicking, she didn't dare to be a billionaire's wife. This position was too heavy for her to carry. Therefore, Maria immediately asked for a divorce. But Daniel was not only a rich billionaire but also a cunning man, "You want a divorce, right?" Maria nodded desperately, "Yes, I feel like this position should be given to someone better, I should still go back to being a doctor in my small hospital." "Okay!" Daniel nodded cheerfully, "But I have a request." Maria nodded excitedly, "Go ahead." "Yesterday, you broke a $2,000 phone. A week ago, you spilled coffee on a $5,000 sofa cushion. Two weeks ago, you were driving in a Porsche and someone else hit you at the back of that car. The little things I didn't mention. Total compensation is about $20,000. Do you want to pay by card or cash?" Maria's interior collapsed instantly, stammering, "Well, suddenly, I feel like living like this isn't bad at all. Being a billionaire's wife, who doesn't want to? Ha..ha..ha...” Daniel smiled. It was a small matter, if he couldn't treat her, he was not her husband.

    Mophir · Urbano
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  • Reliving Connected Hearts

    "She is my dream as real as the horror of my nightmares," Zaid said wiping his tears before his father as it was for the first time in 31 years that Zaid appeared like something different than a stone to him. "And what is your nightmare?" asked the father gulping. "Maa" . . . "I saw the heights of my dream in his heart by looking into his eyes. But my nightmare's depth was also visible somewhere there..." Nuska held the cushion tight against her chest shedding tears of fear and defeat. . . . Zaid Khan, 31, a way too near to perfection businessman, is a heartbroken person with smile on his lips and uneasiness in his heart. His eyes is always searching for a face that can match with the tenderness of his mother whom he lost in a mysterious mishap when he was 9. Nuska Nisthar, 24, a calm yet bubbly girl who seeks a career that can provide her enough space to spread her wings, is also a heartbroken person who was treated gently by her family to forget her horrible past that nearly destroyed her innocence when she was 16. What will happen when pieces of two broken hearts connect to form a world, a life and a reason to trust each other? Will they ever be able to replace the haunted portion of their life by reliving it in unity? . . . You're invited to join the journey to Reliving Connected Hearts with Zaid and Nuska.

    charms_of_ink · Fantasia
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  • Tommy is Near PAUSED

    The fire that lies on the melting candle stick slowly died out darkening the small room leaving small hints of light here and there. The generator from outside starts to hum as it always does every few hours. Inside the small room through the darkness a small light penetrates through the dark room revealing a wooden floor with dust and human like skin laying around here and there.. Near the corner of the room a small bucket with browned liquids and large chunks of excrement filled the atmosphere with a putrid smell, near the bucket a small bed that looked very aged and had its cushioning and springs extending out sat in silence being slightly bent towards the ground as if a weight was put atop of it but in that area of the room the darkness wouldn’t reveal anything from within even the light couldn’t seem to get to that view. The source of light was from the small slot that the door had. A pair of small black eyes that reflected the light from within the dark corner of the bed looked as they slowly watched a soft skinned hand push a bowl of soup containing chunks of carrots, potato, and other undesirable rotten foods with a rusted silver spoon before retracting itself. The slot then closed with a harsh impact making the lightened room return to its original darkness. After a few moments, shuffling and movement could be heard from inside the darkened room. From the darkened corner of the room a large figure could be barely made out before squatting in front of the bowl. The figure didn’t move for a while before then extending a part of itself to seemingly smell the bowl. It grunted as it smelled its contents before retracting itself from the bowl. The animal like being sat once more in front of the bowl before extending out a long limb. It’s limb reached into the small light next to the dead candle stick slightly revealing a humanoid like hand with extremely sharp claws with greyish skin that grabbed the rusty spoon.

    Default_Lemon · Terror
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  • Fate's Fault

    Leslie Brooks's sweet dreams turned into her worse nightmare when she learned of the death of her fiancee, the unassuming, sweet, and handsome love of her life, Richard Prescott of the Prescott Empire. Maybe in their four years together he refused to divulge enough information about his health, so his sudden death was as painful as being dropped from the sky only to land on a rock instead of the promised cushion. While attempting to put the pieces of her life together, pieces such as their beautiful daughter Elizabeth Prescott and the beautiful baby boy she was baking in her oven, Dylan Prescott the proud, very much assuming and the distinct opposite of his brother came to destabilize the already shaky life of his dead brother's fiery headed woman. His only plan was to walk in, shake her life upside down enough to make her back off from his brother's fortune, and walk out in the same manner. How come the plan changed to him walking in, getting kissed, slapped, and then kicked out in a very different manner. She needed to protect her children. He needed to protect his brother. Maybe they just needed to protect each other. #Humor #Love #Baby #Comedy

    Bookworm_faith · Urbano
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  • DEAD BRIDE

    As Grace hastened down the hallway, the lightbulbs flickered ominously, casting eerie shadows on the walls. She ignored the blood-curdling screams and unsettling pictures that hung like specters, their macabre presence seeming to watch her every move. Her mind was consumed by the disappearance of her fiancé, whom she hadn't seen or heard from since she woke up the previous day. Her friends, too, were nowhere to be found, and the few she had seen met a brutal end, their mutilated bodies a grim testament to the horrors within. What was meant to be her wedding day had transformed into a desperate fight for survival. Grace found herself trapped in her fiancé's house, with locked doors and windows covered in dust and iron bars, giving the place a foreboding, prison-like feel. She avoided gazing out the windows, fearful of what she might see. Every time she dared to look, a family of five stared back at her, their presence sending shivers down her spine. The family's attire seemed frozen in time, their outdated clothes tattered and worn. The parents, if they could be called that, looked inhuman, their decaying skin jagged and twisted. The husband, dressed in a long, dirty black caftan, appeared older than his wife, who wore a dirty lacey pink dress that seemed to be disintegrating. The three children were equally unsettling. A teenage girl, clad in a dirty tank top and faded jean short skirt, wore a pair of reading glasses and held a little girl with hair styled with dried twigs and leaves in a dirty loose pink unicorn onesie. The family's jagged teeth and tightly clasped hands only added to the sense of dread that settled in the pit of Grace's stomach. The final member of the family, a man in his thirties, wore a red polo shirt and blue jeans, appearing more vibrant than the rest of the family. However, his face was obscured by a black mask that covered his face and neck, shrouding his identity in mystery. Grace's frantic pace slowed as she entered the living room, her eyes scanning the walls adorned with ominous portraits and horrifying statues that seemed to leer at her. She shook her head in fear and disbelief, tears streaming down her face as she wondered what she had gotten herself into. As faint footsteps echoed from the hallway, Grace's hand instinctively cupped her mouth in shock and horror. She crawled across the marble floor, seeking refuge behind the cushions in the living room. The buzzing bulbs and flickering lights only heightened her fear, causing her to squeak in terror as she contemplated the unknown fate that awaited her, just like her friends. Read to find out more about the Dead house

    Anita_Montgomery · Terror
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