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Thaxter Jones Special Extreme Unrated Edition

I’d like to welcome you to the special extended extreme unrated edition of my autobiography. But since you’re new to my reading material this is a two part tale part one being To The Last and part two being Bag Of Bones and since I am so kind in my own twisted way I’ve combined both to bring a more disturbing violently erotic look at my life from beginning to end. And if you think both my tales were fucked up by themselves, you ain’t seen nothing yet. “I am ready to meet my Maker. Whether my Maker is prepared for the ordeal of meeting me is another matter.”- Winston Churchill So you’ve stumbled upon my autobiography huh oh well bugger on you fucking wanker. Feel the smooth coarse leather bound cover of my story …

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Creature Features

“Things need not have happened to be true. Tales and dreams are the shadow-truths that will endure when mere facts are dust and ashes.” -Neil Gaiman, “The Sandman” *** October 31st, 6:10 PM: The house was dark except for the black-and-white flicker of the TV screen. Richard stared at it, passive, waiting. A voice wailed from the speakers: “It’s alive, it’s moving! It’s alive it’s alive—it’s ALIVE!” Richard yawned and checked the time. Behind him, Dwight was going back to the liquor cabinet. “I’d go easy on that,” Richard said. Dwight’s hands shook as he put the glass back. “I need to settle my nerves.” “It’ll all be over soon,” Richard said. “And with nothing to show for it.” Dwight looked surprised. Richard rolled his eyes. “I’m not scared of Pierce’s witchcraft. And you shouldn’t …

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Demonic 2

Ayame believes that’s it not a persons heritage that defines them but their enviornment and how their raised, for example an adopted child who’s biological parents are violent alchoholics and drug users can live a normal productive life if that child is raised by the adoptive parents in a positive enviornment far away from negative stimuly. Ayame is sure that if she can escape with her Orc Son and raise him alone, away from all violent and sexual stimuly then her Orc Son won’t try to rape and impregnate her when he’s old enough. Knowing what Rikimarue has planned for her would make any Woman go insane but Ayame keeps her sanity by focusing on several scenarios such as all the ways she could escape with her Son, even if she could escape with her …

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If the Trees Could Speak: Part I

We glide across the city in the silver pickup with the bass thumping in the moonlit summer night. I wriggle my bottom slowly and purposefully letting the sheer flimsy thong drop to my ankles. I subtly watch my latest catch whose pale blonde hair shimmers like stardust under the flashes of street lights. But its sheen is no match for the deep mahogany eyes that only seek impending gratification. I swallow the lump of bitterness knowing that I could never have someone like that. Hookers aren’t meant for love. The city buildings gradually fall away to miles of forest and swampland. My heart gives a panicky jolt: clients never take me this far. I squint at the passing highway signs trying to figure out how to get home …just in case. “So, uh, where we …

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CAW 21 inspired short

It was a dark and stormy night, the nocturnal sounds were silent in the large mansion, clouds had drifted in from the North, obscuring even the stars. A scream pierced the tumult created by the howling wind, the large mansion was no stranger to screams, in its dark history it had perceived many a scream, all of them in anguish or pain, but this scream was neither. The scream was a name, not a name that it recognized, it knew that it had been sold, the real estate agent had brought along a few people, but the history that clung to it…that was one reason people stayed away from it. This scream was one that it had not heard in many years, not since the turn of the century. Oh indeed it was a mansion …

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The Murder of Dawn Priestly

A shift in the breeze told Samuel Bess that autumn had arrived. While he came to the park two blocks from his apartment dressed in a thin jacket that afternoon and expecting lower temperatures, the sudden cool wind was what officially signified the end of summer. In a few months the trees, grass, and sidewalks would be covered by a thick blanket of snow, and Sam’s weekend strolls to this park would become significantly less frequent. Sam let out a deep breath as his dark brown eyes scanned the passerby’s around him. He was seated at his favorite park bench, reading over the New York Times while enjoying the last few days of reasonably warm weather. He watched a cute couple laugh as they passed him by without notice. Their happiness was one he had …

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The inheritance – Final

The Inheritance – Final? The Ritual I won’t bore you with the events of Tuesday. Suffice it to say that while I was trying to work, the tattoo appeared more and more frequently, and once again the voices echoed in my head, almost as if they were whispering in my ear: “You must pay the price.” “We are anxious.” “We are thirsty.” I was hoping my mother’s knowledge could clarify what kind of services these entities expected. My mother had gone out in the morning to get the items she said she needed for the ritual. At five in the afternoon, when she returned, she went straight to the attic without saying a word. For my part, I couldn’t keep working. I shut down all the computers, peripherals, etc., and started pacing around the house. …

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Taking Lia

It was late at night when Lia heard a banging on the door. It was frantic and loud and crazy. She slowly made her way out of the bed in her pink and black boy shorts and black cropped tank top. Lia rubbed her eyes slowly and started out of her bedroom. She rushed down the stairs towards the door, she was tempted to open the door immediately, but she thought better of it, grabbing a knife and from the kitchen before answering the door, barely cracking it open. Before her was a large heavy set black man. He had short hair and handsome features. He was wearing a black track suit with a black hood. He was clutching his stomach as blood poured from it. “Help…me!” the man said as he stumbled against the …

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Damien Skylar chapter 2_(0)

**Author’s Note-Again, all character’s and events are mine, do not steal. Another thing, this story contains non-consensual sex, I do not condone it, and it shouldn’t be done, ever. And story is told from two different points of view, it will tell you when it switches. Enjoy ^_^ This was first posted on an account of the same name as this on Literotica.com* ‘…’ =thoughts. –…POV– =Change of point of view Chapter 2. *Part 4* I feel my pulse racing as I chase after her. The pull and release of my muscles as I glide across the wet cobblestone, coming steadily towards her. I admire her naked body as she runs. A perfect specimen. I can sense her fear, her breath increasing, her blood spiked with adrenaline. No one can see us, and she runs …

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FuckLore: The Dryad

————————————– FuckLore: —The Dryad. Short story from the perspective of a supernatural female monster. She lures and ambushes a group of college-age hikers. Modern setting, fantasy horror, tentacles, plants, extreme, NC. —The Night Mare. Short story from the perspective of a supernatural goblin-like monster. He creeps around the apartment of a college-grad while she sleeps, putting her through a series of fantastical nightmare scenes. Modern setting, fantasy horror, extreme, NC. —Pixie Lust. Short story from the perspective of an 18 year-old boy. Out in a meadow at the family farm, he peeps his pretend-sisters and pretend-cousin masturbating with pixies. Modern setting, fantasy horror, extreme, NC. —Toy Tale. Short story from the perspective of a guy who comes back from college for a family Christmas party. He uses voodoo doll magic to hypnotize his entire extended …

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From here to Algonquin 2

Big AL the ninja had some eggplant parmesan. Big AL the ninja was a gash hound, and like spread eagle porn. Big AL the ninja was ripe. Big AL the ninja sniffed his finger nails after scratching his balls and damn near fell over! The pungent raw smell of vinegar, ammonia, dank stale cunt with a hint of vanilla just about bowled Big AL the ninja over Big AL the ninja took a shower. Big AL the ninja felt fresh as a daisy. It was New York City, January 4th, 1964 Big AL the ninja had to go to work at a Chinese dry cleaner shop. That was his lot in life. The next day, the Berlin wall was completed. They called Big AL the ninja “Flapdoodle” at the Chinese dry cleaner shop and sang …

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Silent Night 2: The Bloody Claus

Silent night 2: Bloody Claus Alice a Christian born red head, who, admittedly, hated the religion. The only reason she was in it was because her parents were Catholics through and through. She went to catholic school, because the public schools were too vulgar and didn’t teach her the things her parents wanted them to teach. However hating her religion she found ways to be a corrupt disobedient girl. Cutting her dresses a bit shorter then sowing a seem around it, not wearing bras half the time, and doing things in general that were not what her parents wanted. It mainly stemmed from her parents calling her a demonic child from the start because she had red hair, and was left handed. Her behavior didn’t help, because now they called her a whore and a …

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Mindy’s Thirst Grows

Mindy’s Thirst Grows Having more money than she could ever spend and still making a fortune with each new film she sold to her special lists of clients really had benefits. Mindy was afforded the luxury of her own pleasure yacht and a private marina slip on mainland Naples. Of course at home on the island she had her own private dock, and with her place being completely secluded she was able to bring guests to her estate without any prying eyes. For the past several years Mindy had been content with procuring a victim(s) about once and month and after a couple days of torture she would rid herself of them. Now Mindy had a thirst for even more sadistic sophisticated and enduring torture. Having her 28th birthday coming up, Mindy decided to go …

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Hunted_(0)

Coal blue eyes look out into the dreary night from the grated entrance. Small soot stained hands grip the grate waiting for the right moment. The blue eyes close for a long second, the grate is old the metal dark with stains of refuse. This night steam rises from within slipping up into the early cool night air. Those blue eyes return to look out the grate now, the way clear. The eyes seem to fade back into the darkness of the drain as the grate scrapes from the wall with a metallic shriek. A well dressed woman steps from the sewer entrance. Almost as if the dead were rising from the graves. If any night were one for the dead tonight would suit them well. A deep fog is forming swirling with the misty …

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Daemonium Exmortis

Halloween tales: Daemonium Exmortis Danny Rich was a nerdy young man from south carolina. He was a college student of science. That was until he met a girl named Akira. She was a half Japanese american born girl who was a local. She messed with college kids she didn’t like using magic. At first he didn’t believe in such thing until he started seeing black human shaped shadows in his room after having horrid nightmares plague his mind. For weeks now, after Akira scratched him casually walking by. He wanted to fight back but knew nothing of the occult. So he bought a weapon online from the effects of a “dark wizard” who had recently passed. The Daemonium Exmortis. The book was a book of demons. Rising them, different kinds, controlling them. It was hand …

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My Lady Vampire

By Cylis Derrens My Lady Vampire I can still remember the first night I met her: my Alina. It was a cold night as I passed her. She wore a black dress as she stood in front of the club. I remember feeling drawn to her. A beautiful voluptuous woman with long dark hair she stood out in the crowd of women that were far too skinny. I had never liked the really skinny ones so she was a welcome change. I approached her gathering my courage as I removed my coat to offer to her. She turned as I drew near and I froze enraptured by her beauty. No words came to my lips and I could barely breathe. It was as if the vision of her had taken all other thoughts except to …

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Shadows of Fright: Haunted Tides

The first thought this evil creature had waking up was revenge. Not that it could remember against who off hand. Waking up after being shot by your whole crew. Stabbed and hung afterwards tended to erase quite a few memories. However those memories were stuck in his undead, rotting brain. Every single one of his crew members. Even those he rose to infamy. And those who would’ve captained their own ships one day. One by one the memories slowly came to him. He couldn’t even remember how to move at first. He just remembered seeing a a group of people stadning in front of him wearing strange clothes. All pale white talking about him as if he was famous. Mainly that he was a pirate. Yet he died a pirate. Not that he really considered …

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The Key Of The Beast

I sit on the throne like chair in the corner of the room and look at the beautiful young brunette bouncing on my cock, I reach my hands out and as I pinched her nipples she cries out in pleasure as an orgasm tears through her body. I reach up with one hand and using the long, sharp and hardened fingernail of my index finger I draw it across her throat, slashing her neck wide open, blood gushes out of her wound and showers my naked body in the hot, thick red liquid and I try to catch as much of it in my mouth as I could taking several deep gulps as my mouth fills with the sweet blood of a newly defiled virgin. The rest of the girls in the room continue their …

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Béla the Vampire Girl – Part 3 (long)

The Adventures of Béla, the Vampire Girl Book 1: Target Girl Part 3 Chapter 1 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Béla and Jake were in his apartment, back in town. The backpacks they had taken with them were unpacked into laundry baskets that now needed to get downstairs. “That can be done later,” Béla said, brushing up against Jake. She put her arms around him from behind and squeezed. Her hand slid down and wormed its way between his belt and his firm belly as he sucked himself in to accommodate her. Jake stood, holding his stomach taut and enjoying her attentions for a moment. Ever since Béla had gotten lost on that mesa two days ago, she had been quiet and subdued. He couldn’t even interest her in a game of darts (in her version, of course, she …

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Vampire Omicron: Chapter 3 – Campus Raid (Updated)

Don’t start here! Start at chapter 1! See the Iink in my profiIe to find all my stories and more chapters to this story. DISCLAIMERS In this series, I write from the perspective of the VILLAIN. That means I don’t agree with his choices, and you’re not supposed to either. We’re all acknowledging he is evil and wrong. Obviously nothing he does should ever be done in real life! Please be mature adults and separate fantasy from reality. This SHOULD evoke visceral, icky feelings. That’s the POINT. This is HORROR. This is more PORN than PLOT. All characters are 18+.This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to events, locales, or persons living or dead is purely coincidental. FETISHES / WARNINGS -Death / Blood / Murder (I mean it’s a vampire, I’m going for it, …

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