MasukSoy la protagonista de una historia erótica. ¿Mi especialidad? Convertir lo que está frío o tibio en algo que siempre arde... y moja a mares. El primer día que llegué a un juego de terror, el BOSS les dijo a todos que eligieran cómo querían morir. Sonreí y, sin dudarlo ni un segundo, respondí: —Yo elijo por falta de aire, con las piernas temblando, los ojos brillando... y un placer tan intenso que me mate de puro gusto. BOSS: ¿Qué diablos...?
Lihat lebih banyak"Ladies and gentlemen, the next item on display is our cheapest auction item, with a starting price of 50 gold coins."
A black cloth lifted, and a huge rusty iron cage was revealed. I was kneeling on all fours inside the cage, with a heavy chain tied around my neck.
The blinding spotlight converged on me, and my tears spilled out of my eyes uncontrollably.
Countless werewolves wearing clown masks sat in the circular stands, pointing at me, the cheapest auction item.
"Give me a discount. 40 gold coins! Look at her huge belly. She's pregnant. Non-virgins aren't worth much!"
"But she's pretty," the host with a fake smile grabbed my hair and yanked it back, forcing me to raise my head and show my face to everyone, "Look at her beautiful face. If she were a virgin, her starting bid would surely be more than 10,000 gold coins."
"Minimum 50 gold coins, no bargaining. I guarantee it's a good deal. She is expected to give birth in half a month. If she has a baby girl, then you will have two sex slaves in the future. If she has a baby boy, then you will get an additional male servant. Buy one get one free. You've made a fortune!"
"55 gold coins! I want her!"
"I'll give you 60 gold coins!"
I bit my trembling lips tightly. I couldn't believe that I, Elizabeth, the most cherished daughter of Blue moon pack's Alpha, would be reduced to being auctioned off as the lowest-priced sex slave in such a shoddy and dirty underground trading market.
Suddenly, countless gold coins fell from above interrupting the bidding. An uncountable rain of gold coins drove everyone crazy.
"Gold coins! Gold coins! Pick them up!"
"Don't grab it from me!"
As everyone fought to pick up the money, I saw 9 handsome men dropped from the sky, accompanied by 9 majestic, grim voices.
"10 million gold coins, we want to buy her!"
"And, the lives of all of you!"
"We will not spare any of you! You all die!"
"Brandon, Austin, Caleb, Isidore..." I murmured the names of each of them, my mates, my baby's fathers. Tears fell from my eyes.
A sharp pain came from my belly. Damn! My water broke! I'm going into labor early!
I collapsed to the floor in pain, spasming, rolling, and hissing. Am I going to die?
I saw my 9 mates running towards me, but my consciousness drifted further and further away.
Their running figures wavered before my eyes like the shadows of the trees swaying outside the window.
I can't help but think back to that afternoon 10 years ago when I was napping in my room with my face to the window. The dappled, tiny dots of light danced across my eyelids. All the tragedies hadn't happened then. And I hadn't fallen from heaven to hell...
If I could, I'd rather never have met my 9 mates in return for not experiencing those heartbreaking pasts...
****Ten years ago****
**Elizabeth's POV**
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"BANG!"
The door was kicked open from the outside. A rogue with a scar on his face barged into my room with a knife.
The knife was red, and blood continued to drip from the tip.
"Who are you? GET OUT!"I screamed and curled up my body.
"Oh, there is a sleeping beauty in here."The rogue surveyed me with an evil gaze, from hair to toe.
"Get the hell out of my room!"
My father was the Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack, and I was his only and most beloved daughter.
Today was my birthday.
My father said he sent birthday invitations to the Alpha family of the Black River Pack. There will be a very large number of werewolves at the birthday party tonight. It is going to be the biggest and most exciting party of the year.
And I, would be the rightful star of the birthday party. I would put on the most gorgeous new dress and accept the blessings and elaborate gifts offered by all.
With the anticipation of my birthday party, I lay down on my bed in the pack house to sleep in the afternoon. I was lost in a beautiful dream, which was related to my birthday party that was going to be held tonight.
I was so happy that I felt like I was living in heaven, but a few seconds ago, an intruding rogue broke it all.
I woke up from a beautiful dream, and from then on, my life became a nightmare that I could never wake up from.
If hell exists, then I lived in it every day after that horrible day.
The evil rogue kept approaching me with a knife.
Feeling horrified and disgusted, I could not help but hide inside the bed, yelling, "Lily! Lily! Help me!"
Lily was my maid and a female warrior. My father had arranged for Lily to take care of me, more primarily to protect me.
"Lily, where is she?"The rogue looked around the room and said with a big smile, "Are you looking for her? Is she Lily?"
He lifted his left hand, and Lily's severed head was being held in his hand.
"Here you are. Your Lily,"The rogue smiled viciously and threw Lily's head onto the bed.
Throwing it in front of me.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh ----"I screamed frantically. Lily's blood stained my pajamas.
I was so scared that I pulled the covers over my cold body. Lily's head rolled off the bed like a ball, leaving a long trail of blood where it passed.
"My little chick, you look scared. come on, let me comfort you."
The rogue came toward me as he pulled down his pants.
I was too young to know what his lecherous smile meant. I was simply afraid of him coming near me. I was afraid of the scars on his face, and I was afraid of the knife dripping blood from his hand.
"Get away! You killed Lily! You are BAD! You are an asshat!"
I cried, hitting him with a pillow, but that did not stop him from getting close to me.
"My chick, don't piss me off if you don't want me to cut off your hands and feet."He threatened me with a low growl and lifted my covers.
I screamed and ran off the bed, only to have him pull me back hard and throw me on the bed.
I did not know what he was trying to do. He tore my pajamas into strips of cloth with force. He made me scared.
"You are so damn cute, little chick. You are going to be a hottie someday. But I will not give you a chance to grow up."
"I will kill you, after I have enjoyed you."The rogue laughed and pressed himself against me.
Just then, I saw my mother rush in with a dagger in her hand.
Her aim was to stab the rogue in the back.
"Mom..."I subconsciously shouted out.
I should not have made a sound, I should have stayed silent so the rogue would not notice my mom coming in.
But I was so young, I did not know my call would kill my mom.
As soon as the rogue heard my call, he immediately realized there was someone behind him. Without looking back, he grabbed the knife and stabbed it backhanded.
I saw the knife pierce my mom's chest with my own eyes.
"Mom ------"I let out a harsh cry.
Blood spurted out of my mom's chest and landed on my face and in my mouth. This was the first time I tasted blood. It was salty. Saltier than tears.
Mom clung to the rogue from behind as she fell, "Elizabeth, run! Run!"
"Drop dead!"The rogue drew his knife and stabbed my mother hard in the abdomen again.
Despite this, Mom held on to the rogue's arm and did not let go at all.
"Mom-----"I could not control the tears that came out of my eyes. I wanted to help her, but mom stopped me.
"My daughter, run! You have to live. Must live."
"Do as you are told, my good girl. Run! Run!"
I jumped out of bed and ran to the door at my mother's urging. I did not dare to leave. I knew that once I left my mom would surely be killed by that rogue.
I might lose her forever!
"Go to hell! Bitch! You think you can stop me by doing that? I will kill you first, then your daughter!"The rogue flipped my mom to the ground with force and slapped her across the face.
He tried to turn around and chase me, but my mom suddenly held his leg and would not let him go.
I saw my mom covered in blood. In my memory, my mom, as the noble Luna of Blue Moon Pack, always wore white and clean dresses, beautiful as a goddess.
However, at this moment, she was covered with blood and mud. Because of me, she became so wretched.
She looked at me with eyes full of tears and grief and urged me loudly in a hoarse voice.
"Run! Run for help!"
¡Ni por asomo! No podía ser que de repente les hubiera entrado la conciencia y los hubieran perdonado, ¿verdad?Cuando Lucas dijo: "Tenían otro propósito", algo hizo clic en mi mente. Una posibilidad tan oscura que me revolvió el estómago.¿Y si la habilidad de Lucas para conceder deseos no surgió después de su muerte? ¿Y si la tuvo desde siempre?Una idea horrible empezó a cuajar.Desde su nacimiento, Lucas había poseído un don sobrenatural: el poder de hacer realidad los deseos de las personas.Pero cada deseo tenía un precio.Cada uno era retorcido, corrupto, y se hacía realidad de la peor manera posible.Temiendo que este poder trajera el desastre a su hijo, sus padres intentaron ocultarlo.Pero al final, el personal de la casa —la gente que lo veía día tras día— descubrió su secreto.Y una vez que lo supieron, lo explotaron.Exprimieron su poder para asesinar a sus padres y robar todo lo que poseían.Tal vez lo engañaron con palabras inocentes, diciendo cosas como:—Deseamos que t
Finalmente, hizo su última pregunta.—Tercera pregunta: ¿Odias a esa gente?Lucas asintió con firmeza.—Sí.Los dos jugadores intercambiaron miradas pensativas antes de retirarse en silencio.Cuando se fueron, caminé hacia Lucas. La niebla negra que lo rodeaba era más densa que nunca, tan espesa que casi se sentía viva.Lo miré y le hice mi última pregunta.—Tu poder para conceder deseos... ¿Es algo que ya tenías cuando estabas vivo, o lo obtuviste después de convertirte en... lo que seas ahora?En el momento en que las palabras salieron de mi boca, la niebla negra detonó, envolviéndome por completo.Olía a sangre, tan densa y asfixiante que parecía casi sólida. La furia que contenía me aplastó como una marejada, lista para devorarme entera.Después de lo que pareció una eternidad, finalmente escuché su respuesta.—Cuando estaba vivo.***Día Final.La voz del sistema resonó:«Misión Final: El Deseo, activada.»«Cada jugador puede hacer ahora un deseo final al Boss.»«Solo el jugador q
«Por favor, procedan con sumo cuidado al hacer sus preguntas.»La niebla negra se disparó por el salón. Entre la bruma, Lucas surgió de la nada, su figura alta y oscura dibujándose contra el fondo.Antes de que alguien más pudiera hablar, levanté la mano sin dudar.—¡Yo voy primero!Mis ojos brillaban con travesura mientras lo miraba.—Pregunta número uno —dije, provocativa—. Cuando te besé anoche, ¿a qué te supo?Lucas se quedó inmóvil. Cada centímetro de su cuerpo irradiaba una resistencia palpable y algo de frustración. Pero las reglas eran claras. Ni siquiera el Boss podía mentir durante la esa misión.—Dulce —dijo finalmente, con la voz tensa—. A cereza.Los otros dos jugadores se voltearon hacia mí, boquiabiertos, con la mandíbula por los suelos.Los comentarios en vivo se volvieron locos: líneas de "¿¡Qué demonios!?" llenaron el cielo.Satisfecha, sonreí y seguí.—Segunda pregunta. ¿Qué tan grande eres?Lucas frunció el ceño, su cara algo sombría.—¿Qué? ¿Te refieres... a mi eda
—Y cuando te acercaste al Boss, una nube de niebla negra nos tapó la vista —insistió el chico alto, acortando la distancia—. Nadie sabe lo que hablaron ustedes dos. Lo único que sabemos es que, después de esa conversación, el tipo rapado que te empujó murió.El chico alto acercó, paso a paso.—He oído que en algunos calabozos, los NPC se hacen pasar por jugadores para engañarnos y provocar masacres. Así que, ahora mismo, sospecho, con razón, que tú eres uno de esos NPC.La joven no dijo nada, pero sus ojos reflejaban la misma cautela y un odio palpable. Metió una mano en la mochila con mucho disimulo, como si buscara algo para defenderse.¡Maldición!Para ser honesta, al escuchar el razonamiento del chico alto, hasta yo misma me creí que era una NPC.¡Qué absurdo! No tenía forma de defenderme ni de explicarme.La chica interrumpió, sacando una pistola de su mochila y apuntándome a la cabeza con la cara inexpresiva.Su aura se volvió fría y cortante, muy distinta de la fragilidad y obed
—Ya sabemos qué le gusta al Boss —dijo la chica en voz baja—. Pero, ¿qué pasa con lo que odia? Si alguien escoge el plato equivocado, se muere.Levanté la mano.—Encontré un álbum de fotos en la biblioteca —dije—. Estaba lleno de imágenes de las fiestas de cumpleaños de un niño. Año tras año, hasta
Una joven rompió en llanto.—¿Y ahora qué hacemos? ¡Pedimos lo mismo que Carlos! ¡Eso significa que todos vamos a morir también!La salón quedó en un silencio total. Claro, todos pensaban lo mismo, pálidos como fantasmas.La mujer pelirroja sacó un cigarrillo, le dio una calada profunda y soltó el
—¡Alto ahí! —grité de inmediato—. ¡Ni loca pienso dormir en el cuarto de servicio!Corrí tras él y me planté justo enfrente, con mi mejor sonrisa.—Tú tienes tu propia habitación en esta mansión, ¿verdad? ¿Qué me dices si compartimos cama?El Boss no dijo nada. Se movió deprisa, como si quisiera qui
—¿Será que este es el calabozo nivel SSS más fácil que ha existido? —bromeó alguien.Solo yo me quedé callada, con la mirada fija en el cielo.Más mensajes brillantes comenzaron a parpadear en el aire, y el chat estalló de carcajadas:"No, ¡otra vez la misma vaina de morir de viejo! ¡Qué flojera!"






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