Mistress Novels & Stories

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.”

To think of the hell Alicia went through when Damon married Elizabeth must've been how I was feeling right now. I am such a fool! Hours from now I will be branded as the mistress, a title Rachel once held dearly and which will never be enough for me. "Liliana open the door!" Damon shouted, hitting the door with his might. Amidst all of this little Liliana was my comfort, I pushed the cradle back and forth, watching her sleeping was bliss only that she could be disturbed by Damon. I left her in the cradle and went ahead to attend to Damon before he create anymore drama for the both of us.

I asked firmly but deep inside I’m trembling in fear. “I don’t want to go around the bush Celeztine, I’ve been a very straight person. I want you to be my mistress.” He pointed out. “A M-Mistress?” “Are you kidding me S-sir? Who would agree on that? Who wants to be a mistress anyway?” I asked unbelievably. Is this happening? “No one wants to be a mistress but sometimes you have to analyze first before you reject the offer. Who knows this is your chance to save your father?” He uttered.

I begged him to give me a chance and he told me that the only way he could give me a chance was if I could last a session with a mistress. I did the research and even then I was not prepared for what was in store. He took me to this beautiful house and introduced me to his lady friend, her name was Mistress p, at the time I didn't know what the P stood for. He told me that he was going to leave me with her and that he would pick me up the following day. Mistress P was a goddess of seduction, from the moment I laid eyes on her, I was already hypnotized.

I have been with him when he was a child,and he grow up to be fond of me though he is really cruel, he beats me up sometimes" She smiles What how can he beat up a woman close to be his mother or even older than his mother? That sassy arrogant bastard!! Who does he think he is huh?! "You okay miss? She asked and i smiled nodding "Am Mrs Dara anyway" "Am Sera" I says "Mam please am I the first mistress here? I added She smiled"I think you are the twelfth " "What? Twelfth?! I almost yelled "Yes and some ends up leaving in months or years after he is done with him, some ones who tried to escape before there time ends up died and there body sent to her family"

"What do you think you are doing,thief?" She gasped, surprised.she turned around to see Akila. "I.. was just admiring the portrait," "Or trying to steal it?" She spoke with a hint of condescension as she walked past her. "You see,you are nothing,and don't get too comfortable around the alpha. He has a woman." "Why are you telling..,me? I am just a servant,I have no business with the Alpha " "I just pity you,follow me." She spoke again,her voice cold as she walked towards a door.

He closed the door behind him with restraint that cost him something. Mistress. The word sat in his chest like a hot coal. His woman, who had survived eighteen years of hell with her dignity more or less intact, being offered a back room and a secondary status. The idea made his vision go slightly red at the edges. He stood in the hallway for a moment and breathed it out.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t want you to leave me. I tried to tell you so many times but I couldn’t. You were never my whore, Isadora.” “How did you see this working, Dominic? Did you think I’d stay here in the penthouse and you’d divide your time between us? Fuck us both and live happily ever after?” “It is not uncommon for men like me to have a mistress,” Dominic said. “A mistress,” Isadora scoffed. “That’s just a nicer word than whore.” Dominic gritted his teeth. He didn’t have any answers for her. She wasn’t completely wrong. She’d officially be his mistress but it was nothing more than a glorified wh

“I mean… yes! All these years, that's what I've been trying to do but you never once looked my way.” “If you want to be mine then you have to go through some tests.” I nodded, “What tests? I would do anything Zaria. Just please give me a chance.” “Fine. Just be loyal to my Mistress.” “Mistress?” I said, at loss of words. Just who the hell was her mistress? Did she mean the Alpha? “The reason I am working so hard after I just got out of war is this. My Mistress.” “Your Mistress?” I said quietly and she nodded, “It's true.”

Almost. It's still hard to wrap my head around the whole thing. A mistress. A hidden lover to the man who's her erasthai, while he rules with another woman as his queen. It must be soul crushing. For a second I wonder if I'd be any different if I'd lived her life.