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Bite, We Dare You

GothicConfectionary

Leituras 44
Votos 4
Capítulos 11
Tempo 43m

Leituras 44
Votos 4
Capítulos 11
Tempo 43m

GothicConfectionary

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They thought she'd kneel.
She's thinking about sinking her teeth in.

Inside the Slender Mansion, obedience isn't optional-it's expected. Every locked door hides a scream, and every glance carries the weight of who wants to own whom.

Xana Vexmoor was supposed to be another pretty thing behind a heavy door. Quiet. Controlled. Waiting.

But no one warned them about the heat under her skin.
No one knew about the tar that burns, or the tendrils that writhe when her restraint slips.

And no one expected her to enjoy being dominated...
just enough to make it dangerous.

Hoodie is the strategist-cold, silent, exacting.
Masky is the enforcer-rough, possessive, and starved for control.
Together, they want to break her. Own her.

But Xana was never prey.
She was the beast they let through the door.

A slow-burn erotic horror. Brutal hands. Ruined silk. Teeth behind every kiss.
Bite, we dare you.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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Deadman's Game, de dionnespen

Ryen never wanted to live with her new stepbrother Blake and his cruel, twisted circle of friends. They call her Cherry-a name that mocks what they think she still has. At home and at school, she's their favorite game. They chase her with words, bruises, and touches that linger too long. But that wasn't enough. So they made a new game. Deadman's Game. The rules were simple: • Lights off. • Mask on. • You run. • They hunt. • If they catch you... they get to keep you, for the night. It was supposed to be harmless. A thrill. A dare in the dark. But when the mask comes off, Ryen realizes too late that the danger was never in being caught- it was in who wanted her the most. And what he'd do to make sure no one else ever touched her. Some boys don't just want to ruin you. They want to own you. "Some monsters wear masks. His just smiled when he caught me."

His forbidden rose, de AkankshaS_stories

A dark romance story. ......... The alley reeked of damp stone and shadows. Her breaths came in sharp, ragged gasps, her heart slamming against her ribs like a desperate drum. She ran, but every step was predicted, every move hunted. And then he was there. Before she could scream, his body slammed into hers, pressing her against the cold wall. The night wrapped around them, but she felt the heat radiating off him like fire. His eyes...dark, endless, merciless...pierced through her, stripping every layer of defiance bare. "Don't... ever... run from me again," he growled, low and vicious, a predator savoring the hunt. "You belong to me. you are mine. only fucking mine" "Who said?I am not yours. " she protested. he chuckled and whispered "Said the way you breathe when I am this close to you. said the way you stare at my lips and said the way you are not pushing me now when I am not even holding you tightly." "You are my obsession....and when a mafia is obsessed with something it's so dangerous my rose...."

When The Puppet Falls For The Puppeteer, de QueenVamp2610

Freedom. The state of not being held prisoner, not being controlled. At least, that's what the dictionary says. But to her, freedom was only a dream. The only thing she had ever wanted-just a day, just a breath outside the cage. Yet her strings were always pulled by someone else, and no matter how she fought, escape never came. Maybe that's what happens when you're trapped too long. You forget what freedom feels like. You stop craving the sky and start clinging to the bars. She was just a normal girl with normal dreams. Graduate high school. Leave this godforsaken town. Go to college. Build a life. A job, a marriage, children. Simple, ordinary dreams. But he-he was anything but ordinary. Not a boy scarred by life, not a victim molded by grief. No tragic story to explain him away. He was the darkness. And he had already decided. She wasn't going anywhere. Excerpt - "You really thought you could outrun me?" he asked sitting in, quite. Dangerous. "I have to leave!" I shouted, voice cracking "I can't breathe here anymore !" "You will breathe when I allow it" His words froze the blood in my body

Him And I, de ___Sasha___0

"That's it, moan my name like a fucking whore" he growls. "Oh my" she screams as she grips his hair as now he is licking it in most perfect way. She is now too close and Xavier nows it but he keeps sucking her harder. She rolls her eyee and arch her back as she release and Xavier taste all of it like he has been waiting for this. ............. "I know what you're hiding," he growled one night, pinning her against the wall. "And when I find out the truth, Rose, you'll wish you never stepped into my world." He wraps her throat with his one hand and caressing her thighs with another while smirking. ................. Rose was supposed to hate him. Xavier was the man who had ruined her life, the cold, ruthless mafia leader responsible for her family's murder. Her plan was simple: make him fall for her, betray him, and watch his empire crumble. But nothing about Xavier was simple. She should run, but it was too late. She was falling for the man she came to destroy. When revenge and desire collide, the price of betrayal might just be her heart-and her life.

𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢? [✔] {Jeff the Killer x Gender Neutral Reader}, de Lesbesbean

In order to save your life, Slenderman does what he swore he'd never do - he makes you his proxy. Little did you know how much it would change your life... - - - The reader is kept gender-neutral throughout the whole story and smut chapters always have two versions (one for male and one for female anatomy). Tldr; this is a creepypasta x reader fanfic, let's not take it *too* seriously. Characters here are probably very OOC, I shaped them as I wish to create a fun story ;3

Masky x reader: Behind the Mask [DISCONTINUED], de The_Pseudonymous_One

November 2018- 1st in maskyxreader (wow) -------- Some notes before we start: Yes I know that Masky is not part of creepypasta but I love creepypasta and I just want to have it in the story. - - - - - - - - - Blurb: y/n, a fearless girl who loves exploring the woods next to her and getting into trouble. One day, her and her friends stumble upon a house in the woods. But not just any house, a mansion of incredible looks. After a mysterious man attacks her friends, y/n is left to explore the mansion by herself and finds herself in an unlikely situation

ℑ𝔪𝔭𝔲𝔩𝔰𝔢. (𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔨𝔶 𝔵 ℜ𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯), de z0mb13_b1ud

TRIGGER- Blood, Sexual Assault, Sadism, masochism, violence, etc. That is definitely not all but I am NOT responsible for your reaction to MY story. It's mature for a fucking reason. I will not be adding a trigger warning for each chapter. If I make spelling or grammar mistakes, tell me, I will fix them. I have rewritten this about three times. I'm not sure where it's going but you are y/n. You're smart, calm, and composed. Everything changes when you're forced to snap and you're taken to the Creepypasta Mansion, on your own terms. You and Masky meet officially at the dining room table, and from that point on, you're rivals. He breaks your composure and you do your best to get on his nerves. Though more often than not, your kind, but he just really gets under your nails. This story is not lovey dovey, I hate that sudden switch.

Capturing Bambi, de 1_Feral

" Crawl to me. " " Kneel by my side. " He commands as I near him. " How many cocks have you sucked? " He inquires, his voice is low and rough, edged with something unfiltered. The question throws me off guard. " Can you suck? " He demands, the desire for something sinister is something he no longer tries to hide. " No. " I mutter, looking down. " Eyes on me, Bambi. " He is quick to correct. " You've never sucked a dick, Bambi? " " No one's used these pretty lips..." He mutters more to himself, with a look of satisfaction plastered all over his face. " All for me. " He whispers in a breathy voice. " You don't know how to suck? " He asks, yet again. " No. " I reply, hoping that he'd leave me after finding out how inexperienced I am. " Good, because I want you to choke on it instead! " With that said, he forces my mouth wide open on his hard dick. ___________________ He was made to kill. She was never meant to be seen. When Silas Rossy takes over the mafia empire, he's ready to hunt down the man who raised him like a weapon and then fled: Alejandro, the only father he ever knew... and the one who destroyed him. But vengeance comes with a twist. Arabella is the girl Silas watched from afar, Innocent. Untouchable. Until she turns out to be Alejandro's daughter. Now, she's the key to drawing the devil out of hiding and the very girl Silas vowed never to taint. But all of that is going to change very soon...because he's out for revenge! This Book Is A Dark Romance.

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𝚆𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢? [✔] {Jeff the Killer x Gender Neutral Reader} cover

Masky x reader: Behind the Mask [DISCONTINUED] cover

ℑ𝔪𝔭𝔲𝔩𝔰𝔢. (𝔐𝔞𝔰𝔨𝔶 𝔵 ℜ𝔢𝔞𝔡𝔢𝔯) cover

Capturing Bambi cover

Deadman's Game

Ryen never wanted to live with her new stepbrother Blake and his cruel, twisted circle of friends. They call her Cherry-a name that mocks what they think she still has. At home and at school, she's their favorite game. They chase her with words, bruises, and touches that linger too long. But that wasn't enough. So they made a new game. Deadman's Game. The rules were simple: • Lights off. • Mask on. • You run. • They hunt. • If they catch you... they get to keep you, for the night. It was supposed to be harmless. A thrill. A dare in the dark. But when the mask comes off, Ryen realizes too late that the danger was never in being caught- it was in who wanted her the most. And what he'd do to make sure no one else ever touched her. Some boys don't just want to ruin you. They want to own you. "Some monsters wear masks. His just smiled when he caught me."