Bad Two Sentence Horror Novels & Stories

A seemingly handsome, intelligent, and perfect guy transfers to Royal Griffin Academy, where elite students gather. But little did they know this Handsome transferee is one of the most dangerous gentlemen in the guise of a student. He has a mission to accomplish, but when the greatest obstacle faces him, will he carry out the mission perfectly, or will he be intoxicated and drowned by the dangerous love in their world filled with betrayal and deception?

I was nobody. A girl with a stolen name, a locked memory, and secrets someone died to keep. Then I woke up in a hospital room and felt him looking at me. And everything I thought I was stopped being true. His name is Zeviar Dravyn. To the world, he's a billionaire with a flawless reputation. To the wolves, he's the Alpha King – feared, cursed, and running out of time. And apparently, he's my mate. So is his brother. Orion Dravyn – exiled, dangerous, and looking at me like I'm the only answer to a question that's been killing him slowly. I'm supposed to choose. Except choosing one will destroy the other. And rejecting both will kill me. But that's not the worst part. The worst part is what I'm starting to remember. About who I was before the fire. Before I was separated from my family. Before someone decided that the last White Wolf needed to disappear. They spent years trying to erase what I am. They should have made sure I never remembered.

To the world, she is Vivienne Blackwood—heiress to a billion-dollar empire and the crown jewel of her father’s corporate dynasty. To him, she is simply Vi, the only light in a city made of shadows. ​Vivienne is a woman trapped in a gilded cage. To escape the suffocating expectations of her father, Arthur Blackwood, she creates a secret identity, seeking refuge in the gritty corners of the city her father is trying to bulldoze. It’s there she meets Roman Volkov, a man whose touch is fire and whose past is a mystery. ​Roman is "The Ghost," a lethal mafia boss locked in a bloody war with the billionaire trying to dismantle his territory. He doesn’t do love, and he certainly doesn't do secrets. But in "Vi," he finds a woman who doesn't see the monster—until the truth becomes a weapon neither of them can outrun. ​As their secret romance intensifies, the war between Roman and Arthur reaches a fever pitch. Unaware that they are targeting the same man, Vivienne and Roman are caught in a lethal crossfire of lies and loyalty. When Arthur attempts to whisk Vivienne away to a life she never wanted, she makes a desperate choice to return to the man she loves—only to find herself at the center of a deadly standoff where the fathers and the lovers finally face off. ​In a world where blood is the only currency and loyalty is a death sentence, can love survive when the truth finally comes out? Or will they both be destroyed by the collision of their two worlds? ​Where loyalty bleeds into love, only the strongest survive.

The dangers and perils continue as Nick's ex-fiance joins with his estranged cousin to drive a wedge between Alison and Nick, while selling Vanessa to sex slavers in the dark side of shadow land. Will Alison and Nick repair things and has Vanessa's fate been sealed? Find out in this exciting and steamy conclusion of the Shadow Love story.

His nose was an inch away from mine. Eyes looked down it with burning intensity. “You are mine, Adelia. And there is nothing in the world that can change that.” He growled, tracing the side of my face with a feather-light touch. I recoiled and swatted his hand away. Wanted to move backward. Out of his proximity but a strong hand settled on my lower back. Pulled me into him. Our eyes met again, letting all of my venom show in them. “You are married, Michael. Married and human! Us being mates doesn't take away from that fact.” I hissed. His blue eyes darkened. Hand flexed on my back. “Then turn me. Make me a wolf and I will be by your side until the world burns.” “Married. That is another obstacle. I won't be a home-wrecker. Never again.” I tried to move away from him. Away from the lurking promise of death and destruction if I gave in to him. Remained in his presence. But his hand twined with my dress. Forced me to stay so deathly close to him. I felt my resolve melt away. “She will understand. How can't she? We were destined to be together by the goddess herself.” He whispered and brushed his lips against my cheek. A shudder ran down my spine. “A goddess that you don't believe in.” Michael pulled away. Smiled cruelly down at me. “The only goddess I believe in is the one right in front of me.” I didn't stop him when his lips crashed into mine. Or when his tongue drifted over my bottom lip. Opened up for him so that he could explore the inside of my mouth. Devoured me whole. Morals be damned, then.

Married to Don Victor for three years, I thought I could finally forget the pain and betrayal of my ex-husband, Dominic. This cold, ruthless man ruled the East Coast underworld. But he handed me the world on a silver platter, healing my broken pieces. Until late one night. Victor's underboss called, frantic, begging me to rush to Manhattan's top private hospital. Victor and Dominic were in a standoff outside the maternity ward. Guns drawn, surrounded by their elite hitmen. They were inches away from sparking an all-out mob war. And standing between them was my ex-best friend, Chloe. She was visibly pregnant. The Commission's mediator slid a truce across the table. His expression was painfully awkward. "The security tapes are clear. The two Dons nearly blew up the entire floor just to decide who gets to stay in her room tonight." Numbly, I signed the papers as the Donna of the Costello family. Prenatal vitamins bought by Victor already piled high in the room. Meanwhile, his and Dominic's men were still arguing over the schedule—how the two Mafia Dons would split their week to keep Chloe company, three days each. When I walked up to the bed, the two lethal men who were just at each other's throats now stood guarding her on both sides. Victor shielded her belly. The same lips that used to kiss every inch of my body now spit out bone-chilling words: "I forced her. If you have a problem, take it up with me." My ex-husband, Dominic, glared at me viciously. "Keep your mad dog of a husband in check. Tell him to stop harassing my woman!" I slowly shook my head. Watching this farce, silent tears slid down my cheeks. A mobster's love... in the end, it's just a cheap lie. Victor, I don't want you anymore either.

Lena grew up with nothin no family, no freedom, no love. She was sold off like property, her body and fate decided by others. She was caught between a dangerous offer which she couldn't refuse; being a bride to two masters Damian and Darius were brothers, powerful and ruthless. They never shared anything in their lives… until her. They didn’t ask for her love. They only demanded her surrender. One touched her with gentle hunger. The other consumed her with brutal fire. Together, they made her theirs in the same bed, at the same time, until she could no longer tell where one ended and the other began. Lena was their bride. Their obsession. Their lust. But in the heat of their desire, she finds herself caught between pain and passion, hate and love. Can a woman with nothing survive being wanted by two men who will never let her go? Or will she drown in the pleasure of belonging to both? One bride. Two masters. And a desire that chains her forever.

Unrequited love is the worst. It never quenches your thirst. When you love someone the most, but they treat you like a ghost. You don't exist to them, even if they're your gem. It hurts your heart and tears you apart. _________________________________________ She loves him and he loves another, but he loves her too. He loves her and she loves another, but perhaps he is wrong. Maybe he's the one she actually loves. So, who does she love more? Mahendra or Vikram?

After a nightstand that was bore out of drunkenness, Eleanor could never understand why she was ghosted by her partner. Two years later, he appeared and under the most complicated situation wanted her. Even though she belonged to another! She was torn between two Adonis and needs your advice. Who should she go for?

As legend goes there were four godly beings who created the world named as Order, Chaos, Light and Darkness each of these gods also created humanity together and gave each gave humanity two gifts. Order gave the gifts of Justice and Diplomacy, Chaos gave the gifts of Luck and Karma, Light gave the