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.

I quickly grabbed her by the arm to keep her from escaping and instantly after i felt something slam against the back of my head and everything went black. Colby's P.O.V. "It's bullshit, complete bullshit." I roar at my soldiers "I want her found now! Bring me the best wizard there is, She can be tracked. Also not one word of her disappearance is to reach the king and queen's castle, any who breathes a word about it will pay with their life!" My team captain stutters "Y..yes Lord" he then saluted me and leaves camp with a band of warriors. I begin to rub my eyes then wince from the pain. Those damn wolves! I was seconds from consummating my marriage when they tore through my quarters. Three

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.

As I pushed the door open, a shocking scene greeted me—the living room was brightly lit and filled with laughter and cheer. A round table was laden with a lavish Thanksgiving feast, the air heavy with the sweet aroma of pumpkin pie. My heart sank, and a chill ran through my body. My husband, Ethan Parker, and his first love, Mandy Sanchez, sat side by side on the couch, cuddling intimately, their faces adorned with content smiles. Meanwhile, my mother-in-law, Janet Wright, sat across from them.

My grandmother told me a coven is necessary for a witch to feel powerful and at home, but I haven't met any other witches yet. "Yeah, I don't have a coven, so what?" The guy with the shades circles me, looking me up and down from his height. His eyes seem to lock in on my butt, and judging by him biting his lower lip while smiling, I would say he likes what he sees. "That's a great ass," The shade guy comments. "Juicy—I would love to get down and bite it." I glare up at him, daring to challenge his hungry eyes even if it's one against five.

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?"