Damon, the ruthless vampire, locked gazes with Selena, a malevolent demon chanting in a cursed pumpkin field beneath the haunting, full moon. Her sultry whispers, like tendrils of shadow, drew him closer, tempting him to abandon his insatiable hunger, and...
My name is Charlotte Bennett, and it was the year 1912, London England when I met him. The demon from hell named Daniel Somerhalder. I had been working as a bartender at the local pub serving customers, who were loud, cheerful, and merry after a few drink...
A highway on the outskirts of Varanasi, Uttar Pradesh, India: 1953. The bus from the city drew to a halt at the crossroads, and having descended the steps, Krishan paused momentarily to put a small canvas rucksack on his back. Then, once the overcrowded v...
"Trick or treat!" chorused the kids as the door creaked open, revealing a witch. She admired their outfits, handing out sweets. "There's a red smear on your chin," one had observed. "Oh, just marmalade," she chuckled, wiping it off. As she shut the door,...
The bonfire's smoky aroma permeated the crisp air as the wind howled ever so slightly. I found respite in a secret garden hidden in the woods. The trees sheltered me from the bone-chilling night as I took my rest on a large rock. Eerie sounds resonated th...
“Right,” she said, deftly wielding the spatula under the triangle-shaped slice of omelet, and positioning it perfectly on my plate, “let’s have a wee snack, and we’ll get to a bit of housekeeping, as you corporate folks like to call it.” I looked at her q...
Hallows Eve 1790. Molly Addams was fleeing for her life. She was running through the gnarled trees of the forbidden Sleepy Hollow forest, carrying a pumpkin lantern to guide her way through this doomed venture. This town whore was being hunted by the demo...
Hours. Hours sitting on a hardwood chair, sitting in a growing pool of cum and sweat. Telling Deputy Joe my twisted story. Joe found me in the secluded pumpkin patch, alone. How? “I swear it is all true!” “I know. You aren’t the first.” “She was so soft,...
Echoes of bygone wails still resound in a mist-shrouded village. Ages ago, desperate for a bountiful harvest, the villagers sacrificed an innocent maiden to the insatiable harvest god, Demeter, beneath the crimson moon's glow. All that remained was a pump...
He trembled beneath her pumpkin-colored gaze, luscious form, bathed in the streetlamp light, radiated with heat, and he fell into her hypnotic trance. "No need to fear me," she purred, "unless you fail to obey. Steal something for me before Halloween, som...
They're always so eager to please. Unappreciated at home, my camera offers freedom. Desirability. Purpose. In matching pumpkin underwear, this one's fully embraced the season. Stunning. "Ease down the straps…" Click-whirr. "Perfect. Cup them." Click-whirr...
PAK! I opened my eyes to a sharp cracking sound. I wasn’t sure if I had dreamed it and was trying to remember what I had been dreaming when [PAK!] I heard something hit the window again. I carefully peeked out, making sure not to move the curtain. With no...
Monsters stirred on Devil’s Night. The ivory white of the full moon shone on tombstones as plentiful as pumpkins in a pumpkin patch. The monstrous roar of the Jackal signaled it found its victim for breeding. Bent over the ancient gravestone, Vampire Drus...
The pumpkin latte was atrocious but Walter always came back for more. Judith was to blame, a cute barista whose auburn hair and sunlit freckles made every man in the neighborhood salivate. Everyone was eager to try their luck, but she just led them on wit...
