Death's Mistress Series Novels & Stories

The Mistress plodded along as a steady pace with the servant struggling to keep up with her. Along the way there were numerous stops, because at each picturesque overlook Eve wanted to take pictures. Because she looked forward to the breaks and was grateful for any opportunity to rest, Trish enthusiastically modeled for Eve's camera. The Mistress was glad to see that her servant was cheerful about being photographed, not embarrassed and sullen as she had been a few weeks before.

It’s right of her to figure some distance between us is for the best with this manner of conversation. “Sienna has worked diligently for me for many years, and I care about her deeply. This has nothing to do with worth. However, it is evident to everyone looking into this home that Sienna is here due to your generosity, not mine.” “So?” She tucks her hands behind her back, all poise and elegance. “So, it is time to take Sienna as your mistress.” My heart beat stutters. Mistress? Vivid images of Sienna splayed out on my bed, her naked form nestled between my ivory covers, her sweeping curves beneath my palms flashes unbidden across my mind.

It wasn’t going to take much after seeing her submissive come twice already. “Oh, Serenity!” “Please!” Serenity begged. “Fuck me, Serenity! Hard! Harder than ever before. Claim me. Own me. Mark me.” Mistress commanded. There wasn’t even a second of hesitation from the blonde. With hard, fast thrusts, Serenity quickly drove Mistress to the edge of a violent orgasm. “I’m coming, Serenity!” “Me, too!” Both women cried out simultaneously. They were loud, and at the moment, Mistress couldn’t care less if anyone heard them. In fact, the possibility that someone could hear them spurred Mistress on. She wasn’t even close to being done.

I licked the sides of my lips as I gazed at the man—a dead man lying in front of me with his eyes wide open. It's as if I was brought back to reality and realized what I had just done. My eyes widened, I turned to my companions, only to see my enemies dead; they were all beheaded, and their blood was flooding the way. I gasped. The surroundings gradually darkened because the moon has changed color, but any darkness is irrelevant to my eyes that can see right through it.

THE CONTENTS OF THE STORY IS FICTIONAL AND AN ORIGINAL WORK OF THE AUTHOR. THIS BOOK IS PART OF THE 12 SUPERNATURALS SERIES WHICH ARE: - DEMONESS SERIES THE WHITE WIDOW 1 & 2 REVENGE OF THE NIGHT ENCHANTMENT OF DARKNESS IMMORTAL SERIES FRUIT OF IMMORTALITY PLEASING ETERNITY SEARCHING DESTINY VAMPIRESS SERIES AWAKENING IN SECRETS DECEIVING TIME

She wanted to ask, yet could not by the moment as all that she could ever do is watch the entire bloody scene that was taking place in front of her. “A familiar, a father and a husband. Such tragedy.” With the lustful gaze, but is hungry to kill and see them die. The Mistress looks at the pathetic king she once serves, idolizes, loved, and adore, but since the huntress who stole everything from her including him, is now fighting her minions in front of her. She could not resist her urge and lustful desire to rip her into pieces, as she whispers and calls her by her once title. “The huntress.”

Avril Arke’s whole body was definitely aching. “Anaztasia and I never knew that the Death Summoners are more powerful than we thought.” He then holds his chest as the elemental werewolf Vesta continues to heal his deep wounds. “Death Summoners?” Avril then candidly looked at Rozelyn’s emerald eyes before replying, “Death Summoners are the spawns of the vicious entity that only goes by the name of the Blood Mistress. We never knew her real name. We even doubt that the Blood Mistress is only one person, to be honest.”

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"Mistress is expecting you. Follow me please." She was a little on the heavier side, but not unpleasing to look at, so I happily followed her to the rear of the house. Her bottom was streaked with red welts; seven or eight, she was moving too quickly to count. She opened a door to a large room with subdued lighting, with a number of cages, posts, and furniture I couldn't guess the purpose of. There were whips hanging on the walls, rods or canes neatly organized in little bins, shelves filled with dildos and vibrators of nearly every description. There was a male in a tiny cage on the floor, lapping up some food off a plate, a bowl of water beside it. There was a lovely, very naked young woma