The Horseman calls me his whore, and he’s about to prove to me just how true that is… I either submit to him and his brothers or pay the consequences. And if there’s one thing I don’t want, it’s to be on the Devil’s bad side!
WARNING: Happy HallowScream is a collection of interconnected monster erotica stories with subject matter some readers may find objectionable. It’s not warm and fuzzy. There’s no romance. This collection is 100% erotica with very little plot, minimal character development, and lots of hot monster sex. If that’s what you’re looking for, then you’ve come to the right place!
**This is a short novella and is 9000 words long or 38 pages**
Halloween had always been my favorite time of year. I loved dressing up, the decorations, scary movies, and most of all, I loved all the jack-o-lanterns. The crisp scent in the air, and the crunch of fallen leaves under my feet, always left me feeling invigorated. And this year was even better. I’d finally saved enough money to spend Halloween in Sleepy Hollow!
The town felt magical! I had to admit some of the costumes were a little cheesy, and meant more to entertain the kids, but I still loved every second of my visit. I wished I could stay forever. The long skirt of my costume swirled around me with every step, and my cape billowed behind me. The hour was growing late, which meant the little kids would be retiring soon. I couldn’t wait to experience Sleepy Hollow closer to midnight.
I tipped my head back and looked up at the full moon. Closing my eyes, it almost felt as if the rays reached down to caress my face. A shiver raked my spine and I inhaled sharply, taking in the scents of pumpkin and spice. Excitement buzzed in the air around me, and I felt it humming under my skin.
I approached the cemetery and peered inside. The tombstones seemed eerie in the darkness. Even this part of town had been decorated for the festive occasion. I stepped inside and let my fingers trail over the tops of the headstones. The sounds of the other people faded, making me feel as if it were just me in this magical place.
I danced among the graves, head tipped back, and arms spread wide as I spun. I felt like I’d come home. A loud crack made me stop, and I stared into the darkness, wondering if I was no longer alone. I didn’t see or hear anything else, not matter how hard I strained.
“Hello? Is anyone there?”
An owl hooted, but nothing else stirred. Until… a faint sound in the distance. The clip-clop of a horse’s hooves. I’d seen a few around town, usually as part of someone’s costume, but I hadn’t realized they came to the cemetery. I moved further into the sacred place.
Isabel.
I jolted, looking around. Had someone called my name? “Hello?”
Isabel. I’m coming for you.
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fits Halloween
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ReplyDeleteLiked the description and excerpt. Looking forward to reading it.
ReplyDeleteSounds perfect for those special times.
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