erotic horror stories and histories

The forest was already deep in twilight when she began to think perhaps she had wandered too far. The fading light painted the treetops in streaks of amber and blood, casting long shadows that whispered with the promise of night. The air was heavy and damp, carrying the musk of loamy earth and something else--something that made the hairs on the back of her neck rise....

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Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended....

I have taken to eating on the patio since Farr returned to Dubai. I think of him often as I sip my glass of ice-cold Sancerre leaning back on the lounger for all the world to see. We had a massive row about the buddleia before Farr flew out of my life. I wanted the bush cut down to give our moss-ridden lawn some much-needed sunlight to help the grass grow back. He insisted that we keep the butterfly bush to save the insects. In the end we compromised, we always compromise, and cut the thing level with the w...

My Living Nightmare
By Saphhia
I'd landed in that very spot so many times it was almost too familiar. The weather was atrocious and the only way on was through that small hole in the wall that I knew led only to horror and entrapment. Nevertheless, I knelt and tried to worm my way through the circular opening in the cold wet stone....

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Chapter 2: Be Careful What You Wish For
Striding forward purposefully, with a confidence he didn't 100% feel, Kyle stood in front of Lena, still sitting in the chair, legs crossed with a playful grin on her face. Lena was looking up at him demurely as he leaned down hesitantly, and firmly pried her legs apart, placing them gently on the chair. Wiggling her butt in the chair to get comfortable, Lena giggled at his awkward movements. Deciding to just jump in with both feet, Kyle reached out and grabbed a f...

A Note from the Author:
Full disclosure: This story is uncomfortable for me, and has sat largely finished for days as I wondered how it will be received. It rightly falls into the category of Horror, but has very strong non-con elements. I'm honestly not a fan of non-con, but that's where the story went. The full scope of the horror becomes apparent in the final act....

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It was now 1 PM and Diego was wide awake. He was positive of this. After he got almost the entire stock of various different caffeinated sodas, plus a few cases of electrolyte water so he didn't dehydrate, from his grocery delivery, he went to work. He scoured the internet for anything he could find on The Mistress....

Weekend Getaway
Greg Berry could not see the road at all. The winter storm was worse than forecasters predicted, and he cursed at them to himself. He did his best to stay on the rural road, which was quickly disappearing to the edge with a blanket of snow. It did not help that it was dark out, a stark contrast with white snow and the darkest of night....

Chapter 1: Curiosity Killed the Cat?
Valentine's Day and President's Day fell on the same weekend this year, and Lena was going to spend the long weekend with her boyfriend. She was looking forward to some extra time with him and being off work. She was an IT Program Manager at one of the larger IT companies and sometimes the work was just monotonous. She really did love her job and the company she worked for, but having time to rest and recharge was important too. She liked to work hard and play hard, b...

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended....

Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended....

"Haven't you heard?" Gena, the nice HR lady with whom Abby was gossiping with, asked.
Abby was a new hire for the company, and before she had even completed her second week she was swamped with more work than she could handle. When she was onboarded they had let her know that she could take as much paid overtime as she needed to complete her work, but she quickly realized that none of her coworkers ever took that offer. Trying to fit in, she was reluctant to stay after and risk looking like she was too e...

Nike counted the seconds between the beeps of the monitor. Steady, rhythmic, predictable. Unlike everything else. Unlike her mother's trembling hands, her father's tight mouth, or the way the doctors spoke over her as if she wasn't even in the room.
"Her responses are flattening," one of them said. Dr. Levine. He was always taking notes, always watching her with his calm, clinical gaze. "She's no longer engaging in emotional recall, and her physical responses to stimuli have decreased."...

When the doctor gave me the news I fainted. When I awoke several minutes later my tight-lipped girlfriend, Sara, drove me home. She refused to believe my story -- she said sarcastically "Perhaps it's a phantom pregnancy." That's when I punched her, which is why she's now my ex-girlfriend. Sorry, I should explain from the start....

Sounding Harbor Bottom:
This is for the Legends' Day story event.
"How are your modifications coming along?" I asked as I walked into Gisela's workshop. Technically, it was the ship's workshop, but everyone, even the Captain, acknowledged her domain. The Brazilian woman bent over her work, long, delicate fingers aligning the scanning matrix of the drone mother. The other drones lay nearby on other surfaces until loaded into the larger machine's belly....

The recovery was brutal. The days blurred together--his body wrecked, depleted beyond anything he had ever experienced. Confined to his bed, fevered and weak, his skeletal frame was a ghost of what it once was.
Over the following days his skeletal figure and grey gaunt skin gradually gave way to healthy flesh, muscle rebuilding itself in agonizing slowness. His strength returned bit by bit, thanks to Edwards recovery potions--elixirs of vitality left to him in his will. These were the exact concoctions n...

The Manananggal is a creature from Philippine myth. In rural areas people still believe in her power.
Manila September 2054
Violy took a mouthful of food and a wave of nausea surged through her as she swallowed. She looked over her shoulder to check whether the housekeeper was watching, then tipped the rest of the food into the refuse bin. She was seventy-five years old and dying. Her husband had passed over several years earlier and taken her joie de vivre with him. She'd outlived most of her friends...

Ethan awoke with a headache as he heard tapping against the window. It was pouring rain out which he thought was strange as it was supposed to be sunny, but that was the least of his worries given what had happened last night.
"Hey, you're awake," he heard a voice say before Robin climbed on top of him. "Did I wear you out last night?"...

I was reforged. Remade. Reborn. Beneath his guidance I became stronger, mightier, deadlier by an order of magnitude. There were lessons I'd learned as a human, lessons I'd forgotten or cast aside when I was changed, and those lessons were brought back to me and I learned them anew.
I learned patience, and flexibility, and control. These things had been my constant companions as a human, as I'd been a soldier and then a leader, a warrior and then a warlord, but becoming a succubus and escaping from the so...

"I shouldn't be doing this. I don't care how critical this research is to the success of the colony!" protests Brad, the name tag on his lab coat flashing in the harsh light.
"I know," you reply, following him down the narrow corridor.
You stare at the back of his neck, a latent desire flashing through your body. "It's not as though there's much of a choice, though. If we don't do something, the encroaching Rift will eat us alive!"...