Straight Outta Hell
- GELESEN 25
- Stimmen 0
- Teile 5
The elderly woman then grabbed my arm much more forcefully now. Looking straight into my eyes, she spoke tensely, "And never open the package. Ever! You must only transport it to that address and never do anything with it!"
--
An original story written due to October and Halloween coming up close. This story is based on a literal dream I had, which I wanted to write and publish as an official horror story.
--
Please do keep any and all tags in mind. The majority happen by the end, however, please be cautious if any trigger you in the slightest.
Alle Rechte vorbehalten
Werde Teil der größten Geschichtenerzähler-CommunityErhalte personalisierte Geschichtenempfehlungen, speichere deine Favoriten in deiner Bibliothek und kommentiere und stimme ab, um deine Community zu vergrößern.
Vielleicht gefällt dir auch
His Little Flower (18+) (Completed)
*Dark Short Story with triggers including abuse/torture and violence, sexual assault, stalking and home invasion* Someone has been been following me. I never see a face or catch a glance of a shadow but I know somethings not quite right. My life changes forever when I arrive home one day to a nightmare. Just when things seem to be looking up he comes back for me, and this time he wants me for more than just one night. ------ Please note: This is a fictional story. Many, if not the vast majority, of the actions taken by the fictional characters are absolutely not ok in real world, non-fictional settings. This is a dark short story that contains triggers and themes such as kidnapping, graphic sexual assault/ sexual objectification, drugging and abuse/torture. DO NOT continue if you don't enjoy reading that sort of thing in fictional worlds. ------ #1 in: HomeInvasion (January 2024) MatureAudience (January 2024) Heldcaptive (January 2024) Captor (January 2024) #2 in Dark (April 2024) #3 in Force (April 2024) #5 in Force (January 2024) ------ Below are some crisis and help hotlines (US numbers) Suicide, Mental Health Crisis: 988 National Human Trafficking Hotline: 1 888 373 7888 National Domestic Violence Hotline: 1 800 799 7233 Emergency Services: 911Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Our Silent Vows
She was mine long before she knew it. I had been raised in shadows, in a world where power was survival and choice was an illusion. But then there was her. She slipped into my life unexpectedly and defiantly, her eyes too bright for a town like this one. She was unafraid of what lay beneath the surface, thinking she could walk away and resist the pull. But every step she took only bound her tighter to me. She was delicate but stubborn, fierce enough to face what others ran from, even if she didn't fully see it yet. She was the only thing I had ever chosen. I would break anything to keep her, everything, even her illusions of freedom. Because in a world that offered no choices, she became my one certainty. I will carve that truth into the world, with blood, if I have to. R. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Braided Halo (Sweden x Abused! Reader)
(Eight part story) You looked up to see that your room was completely painted in black, but the words written in red were gone, along with the voices. You shakily got to your feet, thinking it was over with. You were far from right. You looked towards the doorway to try and escape your horrible room. Your eyes immediately widened, filling with tears. You backed away, finally giving up and completely letting your emotions play across your face, despite who was standing in front of your door with a knife in her hand. (I don't own you, Hetalia, the picture, or Sweden. I own the storyline.)Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Wings of Butterflies
Hoping to shake this human off once and for all, I twisted my body around rapidly with a plan to put my words into action. When I was on my way to push this man as deep into the floor as possible my body all of the sudden went rigid. When my body froze solid, so did my brain. It took me several seconds to get out of my trance and when I finally did, all that was running through my mind were two words. Those eyes. All of the feelings that I had been hiding for the last 160 years were now coming crashing down on me. They were literally shooting out from this human's eyes like fire. A fire that burned into my core.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Impurities
"Are you old enough to be here?" The 18-year-old asked, and Hailey laughed. "Yeah. Of course, look can we just have two light beers?" Hailey asked looking at the desserts. "Well, I'm supposed to id, but I don't get paid enough for this." He rolls his eyes sliding the beers over. "Enjoy!" He groans cleaning off the counter and assisting the next customer. We walk over to a small booth and sit down. Hailey slides the beers over to me and I open one. I start to lift it and then set it back on the table. "Um... Hailey are we old enough for this?" she nods so I take a sip. It was disgusting but I felt like I should drink more so I drank the rest. Hailey had already gone to order more, and I stumbled towards her. A man grabbed me dragging me towards the back door and Hailey ran over trying to grab me. She screamed trying to get people to help but they were all distracted. The man stuck something in my arm and threw me in a van. He shut the door and Hailey ran inside to call the police. Someone covered my head with a bag, and I felt a sharp pain in my neck and then I blacked out. After that day, my life was changed forever... Click to find out more.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
His Ruthless Temptation
I saw her long before she saw me. She didn't know then that her fate had already been sealed, that every step she took was drawing her closer to me. Closer to what she would become. There was something in her-something fragile, something wild. A fear she tried to hide, wrapped in defiance and confidence. It was intoxicating, watching her, knowing that no one else could see what I saw. No one else could feel the pull like I did. The slow, deliberate unraveling of her world as it would soon be tethered to mine. I felt my heart beat once, hard and fast. It was the only signal I needed. She would be mine-not in some fleeting, hollow way. No. I would strip away every shield, every defense, until she was laid bare, body and soul. And when she looked at me for the first time, I knew. She was already mine. A. Trigger Warning ⚠️: This story contains intense and graphic content, exploring dark and disturbing themes that may be triggering for some readers. Sensitive topics are depicted throughout. Reader discretion is strongly advised. Proceed with caution: after this point, no additional warnings will be provided.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
THE UNWANTED CROWN ✔
"𝙄 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙣𝙚𝙚𝙙 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙤 𝙡𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙪𝙥 𝙢𝙮 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙡𝙙, 𝙟𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙞𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙢𝙚 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠" He saw her one day helping out an old woman, he thought nothing of it. He saw her again giving food to the helpless and the needy person on the street that everyone ignored, something inside him moved, he could hear the ice surrounding his cold heart crack. He kept seeing her and each and every time she was either helping someone out or laughing her innocent laugh and the ice surrounding his cold heart finally shattered. He could hear his heart beating now and also he could feel it. The Devil fell in love with a beauty because of her simple acts of kindness. He knew he needed her, he knew he wanted her and he knew that he would get her no matter what, even if it meant taking her away from her happy and a life full of light to his darkness. But what if she didn't want him? What if she refused the crown that he was forcing her to wear? What if it was just an Unwanted Crown to her? ____________________________________ This Dark Romance! Readers' discretion is required!Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Letters to Robin
In the aftermath of her twin sister's tragic death, Reagan Sinclair finds herself in a never-ending battle against paralyzing panic attacks and drowning in grief. Desperate to just survive each day, Reagan's world is turned upside down when Paris unexpectedly enters her life, offering her a chance to explore a world of dominance she never knew she needed. As Reagan delves into a journey of self-discovery and passion, she must confront her suppressed emotions surrounding her sister's passing and her growing dependence on Paris. Join Reagan on a gripping adventure of love, loss, and finding the strength to heal in the face of unimaginable pain. "Why not?" I whisper against his lips, I want him closer to my body, I want it so badly it's almost painful. The sensation spreads through me like a relentless throbbing, engulfing my entire body. Paris pulls away to look at me, and his eyes are darker, deeper. I swallow at the primal desire pouring from his stare, eyes widening when he wraps his hand around my neck, his thumb stroking as it bobs. Almost instinctively, I raise my hand and put it over his, making him squeeze tighter. Paris growls low in his throat, and I close my eyes, marveling at the way every single nerve ending lights up. "Why not?" I ask again, just wishing he'd close the space between us. Just wishing he'd touch me. "No. This is wrong and I'm sorry I let it get this far. I'm older than you, love. You're so fucking young. This is......no," "I'm twenty, not seventeen, and I don't care. It doesn't matter," it's the wrong thing to say because when I open my eyes, he's shaking his head, his eyes locked on the wall near my head with an unreadable expression on his face. He removes his hand from around my throat, and the other slides slowly up my side and grips my waist, putting me more firmly against the wall. "No, Reagan," he says through clenched teeth, turning around and going to his room. I flinch at the sound of his bedroom door closing.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
MINE
Things changed. It happened slow....Then, it suddenly picked up. It took on a life of it's own. SHIT! The weaker are on top. They seem to have it all. I have become the last thing, I ever wanted. Nothing should be bought or sold. There should never be a price on existing. I'm way too old for this shit....What ever the hell this is meant to be! Will this work out? Or will I just kill her. But. I like her smile. Maybe....We'll take it from there.Abgeschlossene Geschichte
𝑩𝒆𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒆𝒚𝒆𝒔 (Wally darling x reader)
𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗋𝖾 𝖿𝗋𝖾𝗌𝗁 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝗈𝖿 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝗅𝖾𝗀𝖾 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝖺 𝗆𝖺𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗋𝗂𝗆𝗂𝗇𝗈𝗅𝗈𝗀𝗒. 𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝖺𝗉𝗉𝗅𝗒 𝖺𝗍 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗍𝗈𝗐𝗇𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗅𝗂𝖼𝖾 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇, 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝗌𝗎𝗋𝗉𝗋𝗂𝗌𝖾, 𝗒𝗈𝗎'𝗏𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖾𝗇 𝗉𝗅𝖺𝖼𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗎𝗇𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗍𝗎𝖽𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗅𝖾𝖺𝖽 𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾! 𝖶𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝖾𝗐 𝗍𝗂𝗍𝗅𝖾 𝗈𝖿 "𝗃𝗎𝗇𝗂𝗈𝗋 𝖽𝖾𝗍𝖾𝖼𝗍𝗂𝗏𝖾". 𝖳𝗁𝖺𝗍 𝗂𝗌 𝗎𝗇𝗍𝗂𝗅 𝖺 𝗆𝗒𝗌𝗍𝖾𝗋𝗂𝗈𝗎𝗌 𝖾𝗇𝗏𝖾𝗅𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐𝗌 𝗎𝗉 𝗍𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎𝗋 𝖿𝖺𝗆𝗂𝗅𝗒'𝗌 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗇𝗍𝖺𝗂𝗇𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗆𝗂𝗌𝗌𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗉𝖾𝗋𝗌𝗈𝗇𝗌 𝗂𝗇𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗆𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗈𝗇 𝖽𝖺𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 back 𝗍𝗈 𝗍𝗁𝖾 70'𝗌. 𝖳𝗁𝖾 𝗈𝗇𝗅𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖺𝗅𝗅 𝗈𝖿 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗌𝖾 𝖼𝖺𝗌𝖾𝗌 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝗆𝗈𝗇 𝗂𝗌 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗂𝗋 𝖽𝗂𝗋𝖾𝖼𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗇𝗄𝗌 𝗍𝗈 𝖺 𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗀𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗇 𝖳𝖵 𝗌𝗁𝗈𝗐 𝖺𝖻out 𝗉𝗎𝗉𝗉𝖾𝗍𝗌 𝖼𝖺𝗅𝗅𝖾𝖽 "𝖶𝖾𝗅𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖾 𝗁𝗈𝗆𝖾". (Warnings) Gore, horror/thriller elements, mentions of mental illness (schizophrenia, depression, anxiety), manipulation/mindgames, kidnapping, obsession 💕Please consider voting for my story! Everything means a lot and helps keep me motivated. Enjoy this story!💕 #1 IN WELCOME HOME AS OF JUNE 3RD 2023 <33 #1 in Wally as of July 24th, 2023!Abgeschlossene Geschichte
*Dark Short Story with triggers including abuse/torture and violence, sexual assault, stalking and home invasion* Someone has been been following me. I never see a face or catch a glance of a shadow but I know somethings not quite right. My life changes forever when I arrive home one day to a nightmare. Just when things seem to be looking up he comes back for me, and this time he wants me for more than just one night. ------ Please note: This is a fictional story. Many, if not the vast majority, of the actions taken by the fictional characters are absolutely not ok in real world, non-fictional settings. This is a dark short story that contains triggers and themes such as kidnapping, graphic sexual assault/ sexual objectification, drugging and abuse/torture. DO NOT continue if you don't enjoy reading that sort of thing in fictional worlds. ------ #1 in: HomeInvasion (January 2024) MatureAudience (January 2024) Heldcaptive (January 2024) Captor (January 2024) #2 in Dark (April 2024) #3 in Force (April 2024) #5 in Force (January 2024) ------ Below are some crisis and help hotlines (US numbers) Suicide, Mental Health Crisis: 988 National Human Trafficking Hotline: 1 888 373 7888 National Domestic Violence Hotline: 1 800 799 7233 Emergency Services: 911
Mehr DetailsInhaltsrichtlinien