Haunting Their Asses Novels & Stories

Ash sensed him and cursed loudly. "Oh, what the fuck?!"

Yes_you_suck YES, SAY THAT AGAIN AND IMMA COME TO YOUR HOUSE THIS MINUTE TO HIT YOU WITH MY BAT. Cereal_killer DAMN! SORRY THAT WAS AUTOCORRECT. NOE4LIFE! THERE! Will_the_devil WOW! YOU ALL ARE SO WEIRD. I_pooped WELCOME TO THE LIFE OF COMMONERS, MR. ASSHAT PRINCE. Will_the_devil I DON'T UNDERSTAND THE MEANING OF HALF OF THE WORDS YOU GUYS USE. WHAT'S 'ASSHAT' AND 'NOE' AND 'ZOE?'

The real nightmare would begin when the greater haunts came. I could not waste a second, so I floored it downtown. The streets were a horror show of limbs and shattered skulls. Bloated haunts, stuffed from their feasts, snored as they floated in the air. When my car suddenly died, I stepped out and, with a wave of my hand, summoned the nearest haunt, slapping a cool million in gold coins into its palm. "Get me downtown, pronto." The haunt, grinning ear to ear, nearly lost its head, literally. It slapped its head back on and, turning into a dark mist, whisked me away to the city's heart.

HAHAHA! Everything back there was once exciting yet it easily turned dark and dim once they learned something unnatural for them. Their mischief laughter still rang so clear like crystal in my mind. I could even feel the trash and any liquid substance being thrown or poured as I was once a rug on the mud. ‘HAHAHA! Take that freak.’

The drive back to the mansion felt like a journey through the depths of hell. Ashley stared out the window, her reflection in the glass a ghostly image of the girl she used to be. The streets blurred into one another, but all she could see was the man’s face—the terror in his eyes, the sound of the gunshot, the lifeless body slumping in the chair.

I teased while carefully riding on the cracked and ditched road. Ash's voice echoed from behind with a sly grin “ Careful on those cracked places, Ghost . You may need someone’s help later” “ Nah … Not someone,” Tyler's voice filled with scorn struck. ”Jax would possibly intervene before we all come to her aid” Ash laughed and grinned at Tyler's words but I ignored the two mischievous birds and continued. Grateful the rest of the road won't be this hard to ride on. Engines sounded cracked as the roads became difficult to navigate but as skilled riders, we didn't find it taskful.

"I mean, my boss is pretty generous. Especially if I do what he wants." After taking another turn per his instruction, they were greeted by a group of werewolves clad in black from head to toe. They lined up across the street, making it unable for their car to pass through without hitting at least a couple of them. And before Ash could even attempt to reverse, another group emerged from the darkness and lined up behind them. We're screwed, Felix thought, suddenly tempted to curl up in his seat and bite his fingernails while rocking himself back and forth.

Fucking bastard! ****

“Two cocks wrecking your tight little ass while that vibrator fucks your greedy pussy. You’re just a set of holes for us now.” The other laughed dark and cruel, slapping my ass cheek hard enough to sting. “Feel that stretch? That burn? That’s what you begged for, isn’t it? Pinned down, stuffed full, getting your shithole double-fucked raw.”

I was faster than her. Hilda Farell's smile twisted into a deadly and malevolent grin, her eyes gleaming with an otherworldly intensity. "You have no inkling of the torment that awaits you," she hissed, her voice dripping with sadistic pleasure. "I will haunt you until your dying breath, and even beyond that, I will ensure your soul is forever trapped in a realm of suffering."