Marinette Voodoo Novels & Stories

Marinette was moaning loudly as she was being fucked. Oh wow! I never knew Marinette could sound like this. “Ahh… Ohhh… Shit… Har… Harder baby…” And I also heard the sounds of their bodies slapping against each other. Who the hell is fucking Mari like this? He was ruining her. I chuckled. The sounds were interesting. I didn't bother to knock anymore, I just sat at the porch waiting for them to get done. Marinette's parents traveled, so she brought a guy home to have fun for the weekend. Probably a guy from school.

Everyone exploded when Chase declared this. “How dare you insult the Saintess?!” “What? The Saintess is married?” “You’re dead!” “Kill him! No one is allowed to insult the Saintess!” “Anyone who insults the Saintess must die!” … Maidi was not the only one whose face fell. The other members of the Voodoo Cult who were cowering on the ground were enraged as well as they cursed at Chase. However, it did not matter how many people there were. They were all ants to Chase.

“Not really no, I’m afraid. This is all new to me.” “Followers of voodoo call themselves ‘Servants of the Loa.’ The Loa are the invisible entities they worship. Every follower has a like a patron Loa, a Met Tet they call it. Vince’s Met Tet is Baron Samedi, a Loa of the dead. If he likes you, he’ll let you call him Vince.” “How will I know if he likes me?”

That afternoon, right after lunch, Claudia got a text from Sean’s number asking her to meet him on Bourbon Street, so she was waiting in front of Marie Laveau’s House of Voodoo like they agreed upon over text. As she waited, she kept checking her phone because she had made it to the spot right on time and she couldn’t see him anywhere.

I said with a smirk as the ride operator pulled the metal bar down that was supposed to hold us in place. I felt the sparks shoot up my entire body as her leg rested against mine. It made everything inside of me go wild. Even, Roan, my wolf was going crazy inside my head, chanting 'mate' over and over again. Mariette just gave me a look. "Well, let's hope there is a malfunction on the ride causing me to fall out. Hopefully, it would put me out of my misery!" Mariette sneered back at me. Damn ... this woman would be the death of me. "Don't worry ... being that you are a vampire, I am sure that you will live. After all... the lot of you have what ... like 1000 lives?" I said, smirking at the l

I want this to be over with. “Amelia Hope Robertson.” “I, Dimitri Sky Hemming, reject you, Amelia Hope Robertson as my mate.” Let’s see how you react now. A smirk formed my face. “Are you high?.. Oh gosh I told Trixie not to involve drugs tonight.” I was not prepared for her answer at all. Didn’t they say that once you found your mate, your bond will be very strong that when one rejects you, you will literally suffer from the heart-break?

A knock on the door of the basement stairwell announced the arrival of the latest "Virgin" from the now retired Voodoo Queen. The deal had been in perpetuity with at least one virgin each month from the Voodoo clan stock. He had made the deal knowing how hard it had become to find virgins of a mature enough age to furnish ripe blood. He used the virgins strickly for their blood purity and none of the clan took liberties with them because of their value. A full month of careful draining and they were returned to the voodoo clan with their cunts intact and confused memories of where they had been for the last thirty days. The virgin blood kept Lafitte's clan on top of the vampire chain of comm

The virgin blood kept Lafitte's clan on top of the vampire chain of command in the Gulf Region and he knew he had made a good deal with Marie in saving Lovey for her use. Now that Marie was retired, Lafitte knew he was in a good position to dominate the occult status of the Big Easy. The only competitor was the black magic arts of the French Quarter under the command of the "Black Cat" witch Lulu Montoya. If he could get the remaining elements of the Voodoo clan on his side, it would be all in his favor because they would have the witches surrounded and at a distinct disadvantage. The key to getting the Voodoo practitioners on his side was in the secrets of the bayou country and he would hav

He said between gritted teeth and Violet widened her eyes to the obsolete thought of it. It was possible, although a 0.1% chance that someone in the witch community was helping these vampires or what they were mostly known for as demons. Witches and demons/vampires had a horrible history. Mainly because of authority. Although the witches weren’t a blood drinking community, they were nearly equal in strength and power with the vampires. So the dispute on who was the better clan continued in years, building strong enmity between them. It was considered a big betrayal to even talk with vampires. Just walking with them could cause the people to burn you alive, which she knew very well that they

Vamoire blurted with her eyes widening. “Just watch.” A devilish smile came into existence on her visage. She is going to see of what she have on her mind is possible. Maridelle neared her wrist to the monster and let it drink her blood hungrily. “Hey, stop!” Vamoire shrieked, stopping her. Her gaze are nervously jumping from her to the monster. Vamoire’s plea remained unheard. Maridelle kept on feeding her blood to the monster. “Oh no, this is not going to be good. Stop it!”