Cuckold Wizards Adventure Novels & Stories

The world was not alone in its witness. In an underground chamber, lit only by the sputter of black candles, an ancient wizard lifted his head from the dust of forgotten scrolls. His eyes, cataract-white, rolled back in his skull as he hissed, “The Healer awakens. Impossible.” His voice cracked, echoing through halls no human had walked in centuries.

More wolves tried to leap at me but I used magic to blast them all out. Cedric had slain over twelve wolves and he was still combatting more. Hilda looked happier jumping high in the sky and landing on unsuspecting wolves back while stabbing them. Suzy equally blasted the lot of them with magic as well as bit them and spread vampire venom in their veins. It looked like we had the upper hand but something else bothered me immensely. The warlock we had bonded by dark object had broken free with the help of the wolves and he was massaging his wrists and stretching his neck.

She adds. She lets out a cry when Devon pinches her side. She glares at him as she sits back and pouts. I think that they just agreed with her description of her cousin. I don’t like seeing anyone like this, but she dug her grave. Vaccaro continues to explain that his guys caught the scent of wolves near the castle and went to check it out but found nothing. He also says that he recently saw a notorious warlock slinking around the town. “This guy is shady as fuck and has no qualms about using dark magic.” Vaccaro states.

he said. --- That afternoon, Elara walked through the camp. She spoke to the wolves. She listened to their stories. She learned their names. There was Marta, a healer who had lost her mate in the collapse of the mountain. There was Tomas, a young warrior who had never fought a vampire before. There was Elara's mother, the pup she had touched with her golden light, who now followed her everywhere like a shadow. "You're the Queen," the pup said. "I want to be like you when I grow up."

*** Note from the Author: This novel has dark, forced sexual elements, brutality and raw demonic aggression. Please read with caution this is a dark erotica tale. Some elements could be triggering for some. *** “He’s like a king living up on that hill.” Udora remarked to me in a hushed voice. Living in WitchFall Fortress on that hill. Guarding the WitchFall dungeons. I thought bitterly. Having not like the man since he’d accused my friend Mara of being a witch and taken her away.

Ethan replied impatiently, "Should we have left Mandy and the kid stranded in the middle of nowhere? Besides, we arranged for someone to pick up Heidi. It was just for a short while, so what's the problem?" "Arranged for someone? Just for a short while?" I stood up abruptly, swatting away his hand, my eyes blazing red. "Ethan, do you know that because of your damn 'short while', Heidi, she..." My voice choked, unable to continue the horrifying truth. Ethan frowned impatiently. "What are you trying to say?" "Heidi, she..." I took a deep breath, trembling as I spoke, "She was killed by wolves!" As I said those words, I felt every part of me crumbling, my body ice-cold, and everything went dark

Now, it's old and in need of renovation, forgotten by the world. 'Welcome to the Fae castle Cassius used to rule.' Unease churns in the pit of my stomach. The castle seems haunted with its dark vines growing on every wall and dark windows. Magical flowers glow faintly from the overgrown garden, and I hold my breath as Lucy prepares to land. Strange, why isn't anyone attacking us? I think that thought, only to regret it when I hear the loudest, most ear-deafening sound in my entire life. It sounds like a whale, and I turn around, screaming when I find a flying, enormous shark-like creature open its jaws before lunging itself at us.

I asked unbelievably. "It was just a conclusion." She said with a shrug. Each new day seems to come with its surprises. After finding out what lives in the East Wing of the castle, I'll make sure never to go there, no thank you. "So there are four princes in total, Kian, Sol, Kael and Niko." I surmised. "Yes." She nodded. "The first prince, the one with the white hair, is my master." I mentioned, and I felt my heart skip a beat.

My mind was foggy. I couldn't tell if I was dreaming or if what I saw was reality. The room was dim. However, when I got a good look at the man on top of me, I felt as if I had been hit on the back of my head. Instantly, I regained my lucidity. I surreptitiously glanced at the ashtray on the bedside table. Then, catching the man off-guard, I grabbed it and brought it down on his head. It happened far too quickly for him to react in any other way than to snarl, "What the hell? How dare you attack me?"

Sarah POV Adrian flipped me over, his movements rough, careless. His weight pressed down on me, heavy and suffocating. He thrust his member deep inside me, the sudden invasion a sharp, unwelcome reminder of my powerlessness. My body quivered beneath him, a mixture of pain and a dull, aching resignation. I closed my eyes, willing the moment to pass, praying for it to be over soon. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, he reached his climax, a guttural groan escaping his lips as he released himself inside me. He collapsed on top of me, his weight crushing me, his breathing heavy and ragged.