Divinity: Original Sin 2 Black Cat Novels & Stories

The pain shot straight to my clit. “Please…” I whispered, not even sure what I was begging for. He slapped my breast lightly, making it jiggle. “You don’t get to beg yet. You take what I give you.” He shoved two thick fingers back into my pussy without warning, pumping them deep and fast. I cried out, gripping the edge of the desk as he finger-fucked me roughly, his thumb grinding against my clit. The wet, squelching sounds were humiliatingly loud. “So fucking tight,” he growled. “And so wet. Being blackmailed turns you on, doesn’t it, Miss Voss? Knowing I own you now. Knowing I can make you do anything I want.”

the leader of their council said. There was so much hatred in the way he spoke to me, and I wondered what he was talking about. "What did you find out?" I asked him. " You possessed a dark lunar magic and this has brought about some kind of darkness to our pack, we do not accept that kind of magic here and anyone who brings such to us will be punished" he said. It sounded like some lame joke, I am never with such kind of magic, what has this got to do with me?

he licked his ice cream, "He was wearing black." Black? Suddenly, it felt like all the energy had left my body. My palm pressed against my forehead as I felt slightly dizzy. I blinked multiple times and tried to breathe. I don't have words to describe what Aurora is for me. I would die if something... Suddenly, I felt a tap on my shoulder, followed by a deep, masculine voice. "Are you looking for her?"

Seatanie’s mouth fell open at his accusations and she came closer to him and took his hands to place it on her stomach. “I'm the daughter to the Alpha of Howling Stone Pack, I'm strong, fierce, and a warrior to stand by you even in times of war which your human mate can't even lift a finger to try.” I swallowed at her words and won't lie at the bluntness of her words which stung so badly.

The street lamps began to crumble just like they had done the day of the accident, the earth crumbling as the ground quaked. “Seems you could use a little help, little vamparina.” A masculine voice resonated in the air. Vamparina? There he stood, along with my parents, his eyes red, his black dreadlocks running down along his face, his muscles big, merging perfectly with his physique, his perfectly chiseled jawline with a black cloak on. “Blood!” They groaned. “Back to the underworld.” He said as he raised his hands. The air stood still, flame engulfing the creatures in a minute. Groans filled the air as they began to disintegrate into soot, flowing along with the wind.

- the Elder said rather dryly. Now John was no longer the same compassionate and empathetic person, but the real head of the Alry Ancient Coven of Hunters - imperious, tough, even cruel, strong and impassive. “But I didn’t summon you to remind you of our Hunter Charter. It was as if something clicked inside Black, and when he got up from his chair, he no longer felt anything. He became absolutely impassive, collected and calm. In front of the Elder stood the Hunter - cruel and ruthless.

Growled and walked out. “Jeremy!!” Black yelled his eyes were dark and intimidating.then he continued “you need a park to fight DEATH, you can’t be with your mate in the grave” Blacks words sank in Jeremys mind. “DEATH might have lost some of his power but he is very capable of killing a Lycan'' Jeremy exhaled trying to calm his beast but it was rage like wildfire,his eyes were burning and his heart rumbling. “You want her alive don’t you?” Black asked.

He started at Evil Moon ferociously with his scarlet eyes, trying to protect his food. Evil Moon instantly bent over and jumped up. Being in a state of shock, she shouted angrily, "Damn it, this black dog has no conscience and isn't righteous enough. He has been so fierce and malicious since he grew out three heads. Aren't we brothers? Can we still play together?" "Woo..." The middle head of Blackie immediately showed apology in its eyes, as if he wanted to say something, but the right head still stared at Evil Moon ferociously with scarlet eyes, as if he would bite Evil Moon to death if she dared to approach.

Hell, I sinned against my husband! I sinned against the man who put me on a pedestal. The man who did nothing but loved and took care of me like I was the most fragile thing on earth. I could never believe that there would come a day that I would destroy our sacred bond. We were still in our early months of marriage. Yet there I was, hooking up with a married person. The very thought of this made me feel I was swimming in a pool of dark and slick filth. And I couldn’t dare to look at myself in the mirror. I quickened my pace until I was already running. My light footsteps echoed against the eerie silence of the hall. But before I could open the door that separated Door 13 from the rest of t