Dungeon Mistress Novels & Stories

“Hmmm what if something happened, he could have given me a heads up or something or even tag me along, this is madly annoying. I need to make one of this maid my friend I need to talk to someone one, how can they just bend there head and parade around without wanting to gist or play games. Boring cunts, I bet that's why they are servants, they must really love their job till the extent that they won't tolerate even a single gist with me, Aiden's mistress.” “I have never been so rich and jobless before, I am not even rich I am just enjoying my own share .I feel like a furniture in the Kardashian's

"More specifically, my mistress." What was that? Everyone was stupefied. Dunley's eyeballs nearly popped out of their sockets. Cassian was even more shameless than he was! He couldn't believe Cassian even thought about making Isolde his mistress. Was he out of his mind? Did he know who Isolde was? She was the leader of the Lunaria Order, Daneast's most revered goddess, and a prodigy in the sword arts. Why would she be his mistress?

The room was still as stone, the silence pressed so tightly it seemed the chandeliers themselves held their breath. Damian stood in the middle of the suite, fists tight, eyes darting between Lydia and Ava, two women poised like adversaries on either side of a throne he no longer controlled. The city’s glow bled through the glass walls, indifferent to the storm brewing inside.

“Joseph… I will not divorce you. “If she’s going to be a mistress, she’ll always be a mistress. Her son will only ever be an illegitimate child, hidden from the world!” Then I smashed everything within reach. Tore apart every document on his desk. I unleashed all my fury in front of him. Through Joseph’s dark eyes, I saw myself as a demon clawing its way out of hell. “I’m telling you, this isn’t over! “Wherever she gives birth, I’ll make the whole hospital know she’s a mistress.

It seemed they were out in the kitchen or the main corridor. Julian’s voice sounded entirely detached, cold, and formal as usual, while Victoria whined coyly, recounting her failed travel plans from the night before. Elena pulled the heavy duvet over her bare shoulders, curling her knees to her chest as a chaotic storm of emotions swirled within her. Julian is an absolute lunatic, she cursed silently. The man was a cold-blooded psychopath. How could he possibly act as though absolutely nothing had happened out there, while his mistress remained locked away in a secret room inside his own penthouse?

“All he said was that she was murdered by a hunter mob. Hunters haven’t been active in centuries. Not since we revealed our existence to the world.” “It’s a start. I can put my people on it. The guild in Cerathe was disbanded when Ava took the throne, but Alistair is still in touch with former members. If there’s any information on them, he will be able to find it.” Lucas sighed and pulled me closer to him. Breathing in my scent helped to calm him after particularly stressful events. Finding his daughter almost eighteen years after her mother vanished, pregnant with her, qualified as one of those events.

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.”

The person's gaze became emotional as she gently caressed those words with their palm. "This was engraved recently," the woman murmured. With a cultivation level at the world's pinnacle, her current emotions had caused turbulence. By accidentally leaking a hint of aura, it had alerted Dustin and Sannuit. "Who is this?" Sannuit snorted coldly. Sannuit and Dustin appeared under the night sky at the same time. "Courting death," Dustin grunted coldly, looking at the mysterious woman with a mask. He had never fought anyone else since he had ascended to the Grandmaster Realm.

"Sophie knows about the penthouse now. It’s not safe for you to stay there. Be a good girl, Sophia." Because I was "sensible," I had agreed to be his shadow for five years.Now, he was trying to coax me into being his kept mistress, hidden away in a different cage while he played house with his wife. I pushed him away hard.Just as I opened my mouth to tell him to go to hell, a piercing wail from Sophie echoed from the front hall.

Now Carnation wonders who this beautiful lady is. "Are you Carnation?" She smiled and nodded to the woman. "My name is Mist, and Mr. Lust has assigned me to give you a tour of Casa de Lujuria." "But I came here to talk to Mr. Lust... not for a tour," her voice moved from page to page as she said the last three words when Mist's one eyebrow rose. "What do you think of my brother, a friend you can talk to whenever you want?" Mist asked steadily, one hand on her waist.