This is the start of a new story that is the result of a dare from the Truth or Dare Room on the Literotica chat. All characters are older than 18 years of age. I would recommend reading the first chapter before reading this one. ******** Choices. Choices. I glared at the array of designer vintage gowns before me. Cinderella had no idea what dress to wear...
"Yes, I thought Orlando might be too expensive for a young couple. There's a house a few miles from here that has been on the market for two years, so the price has dropped below the comps. It's in great shape, move-in-ready, fully furnished, and affordable. I have to disclose that three people died in it, parents and their 20-year-old son. The leaking heate...
"Jinxed again," Roger murmured, getting an elbow for his troubles. He and Sarah had known of the word gobsmacked, but had no clear understanding of its meaning until they saw Debbie's expression. She had gone completely white as soon as she'd seen Joe's ghost stand up. "Yes Debbie, it's me," he said gently. All of the events of the long, busy, tiring day fi...
Chapter 1. He had to check. To see whether the ghosts had done their magic or not. Only James had felt guilty at not having told Heather that he'd made imprints of the keys before tossing the originals down the vent. That'd had been the worst part of the whole thing for him. The symbolism of throwing those keys away thus imprisoning her for all time. So no...
Different stories about spirits and ghosts messing with people. A haunted house, a ouija board ritual, a wayward soul, a perverted office ghost, and more. There are many stories to tell, and they all start here. Feel free to add!What's next? Boredom, Alcohol, and Spirits First Night The Hotel Haunting A haunting in suburbia "Time And Eternity" Ha...
二十 "Reactionary," a stentorian voice bellowed at me the minute I walked into my apartment, and I saw there was a pile of letters strewn about my kitchen table. The papers were yellowed with age. They were written in Chinese, in a smeared, dark red ink. I sat down, looked them over. Used translation software on my phone to scan, translate them. They wer...
Author's notes: This was edited by a professional awhile ago. It is in the same continuity as my other story arc "Demon's Punish." In fact, both stories converge after awhile. All sex is between two consenting and willing adults over 18 years of age. The story is written in third-person past-tense with limited perspective switching perspectives. This s...
Unconscious Camilla was now reliving a memory from a year before the aquarium incident. She was thirty-six at the time, and wearing a tight-fitting dress, high heels, and heavy makeup. She was at home, sitting on the sofa in the living room one December afternoon after having just finished teaching at McGill University. She'd heard some unpleasant news earli...
"Come check it out up here, Neve." "Paul, I told you, I just don't see the point. I mean--" "Just come up." "Alright." She still didn't see the point, but she hoisted herself onto the lifeguard chair anyway. Paul was surveying the wide swath of beach, teeming with oiled and tanned flesh that sparkled in the noon sun. "Look at all those people." He pulle...
The rickety van bounced along the dirt roads toward Richard's Bay driving through rain and thunder to deliver its sole passenger, a young lady, to the Grand Hotel of the Bay. A wall of rectangular lights pierced the stormy night as the enormous structure came into view through the haze of rain. The van pulled close and the driver collected his payment before...