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Shadow Slave Cassie'S Mom

The Undead's Personal Slave

Samantha never expected to find magic in her hometown, let alone in a dimly lit bar on a rainy Tuesday night. Yet here she was, perched on a barstool at the Black Swan, her world about to tilt on its axis. The air thrummed with an otherworldly energy she couldn't quite place. Ethereal dancers moved like smoke across the floor, their bodies fluid and mesmerizing. As Samantha nursed her drink, she felt the weight of curious stares prickling her skin. That's when she saw him. Marcus. A name she didn't know yet, but one that would soon be etched into her very soul. Their eyes locked across the crowded room, and Samantha's breath caught in her throat. He moved with predatory grace, all lean muscle and barely restrained power. Their first interaction was as intoxicating as it was bewildering. One moment, he was her gallant protector, rescuing her from an overly aggressive drunk. The next, his eyes hardened to chips of ice as he snarled, "Stupid girl," before melting into the shadows. Samantha's mind reeled, but her body hummed with an excitement she couldn't explain. Little did she know, this encounter was merely the first step into a world beyond her wildest fantasies – a realm where vampires ruled the night and pain blurred exquisitely with pleasure. As she delved deeper into this hidden society, Samantha found herself drawn to the intoxicating blend of power, submission, and supernatural allure. The crack of a whip, the whisper of leather, the exquisite sting of fangs – each sensation pushed her boundaries and ignited desires she never knew existed. But with every ecstatic high came the sobering reality of danger. Vampire politics were as deadly as they were intricate, and Samantha soon realized she was a pawn in a game where the stakes were life, death, and eternal servitude. As she left the Black Swan that night, Samantha couldn't shake the feeling that she stood on the precipice of something life-changing. She had no idea how right she was, or how deeply she would fall into a passionate, dangerous dance with forces beyond her imagination. The real question was: in this world where pleasure and peril intertwined so intimately, would she emerge empowered... or lose herself completely?
rach_sales · 102.9K Views

The Dragon's Shadow

In the church's prison, a man looked at his shackles. 'Little girl... is this the ending you wanted to see?' Thinking back to that resolute and pretty face in his memory and that golden hair like the blooming sunset, Lister sighed. 'If I had known that my end will be like this, I might as well have abandoned that little useless princess, opened a small tavern, and found a woman to spend my life with.' "Man, how unlucky am I..." Lister remembered that while he was playing with these little fluffy monster girls, he used to often tease a certain witch that she would accidentally end up on the stake, making her puzzled, but he didn't expect that he would be the one to go up first. "If all this could start over... I should have chosen the monster girls after all." "Oh? Really?" A cold yet teasing voice sounded beside him. As he turned his head to look, powerful magic energy gathered and swirled, and finally, a tall female figure walked out of it. She wore a tight black dress that showed off her curvy, mature figure. Lister knew her... or rather, should have known her. 'The Sinful Dragon Demon Lord, Priscilla' "Did you really mean it when you said you'd choose monster girls?" "...I wonder if the mighty Demon Lord has decided to grace me with a heart-to-heart in this cozy little prison." "As expected of the mastermind who single-handedly helped that incompetent woman to the throne. Even now you have the energy to crack jokes?" "You flatter me. I think it's quite humanistic for a Demon Lord who has children for breakfast, lunch, and dinner to chat with a dying man in prison." "Tsk, getting upset over a little teasing already?" "Sigh, alright, I don't have much time either. Let me get to the point with you. What are you still waiting for here, waiting to die?" "I don't know, maybe waiting for a female Demon Lord to come swoop in and save me?" "You know Aurola has abandoned you. What are you still hoping for?" "...So what does this have to do with the Demon Lord? We only have a very shallow cooperative relationship; I don't think it matters if I die or not." "Of course it does." Priscilla smiled and pressed the blunt end of her dragon horn against his forehead. "Because I want you, but I'm different from Aurola. What she gave you, I can give. What she couldn't give you, I can also give. Didn't you want to choose monster girls? In the Demon Capital, there are all kinds of monster girls. You can pick whichever you like." "Then, are there fluffy and warm ones?" "...I think the ones with hard scales and slender, elegant physiques are not bad either." "Ahem, I digress." "Anyway, I understand you better than you think. As long as you come with me to the Demon Capital, I will satisfy your everything within my power. As long as you promise me one thing..." "I know." Lister picked up where Priscilla left off, smiling back at her. "You want me, right?" "What a smarty~. So, you agree?" "Mm. I'll go with you." 'And come on, it's fluffy monster girls' 'I can't refuse.'
haytham_ · 499K Views

Shadow's Gambit

In the grand city of Eldrath, where power is fought for in the shadows and alliances are as fleeting as the night, one man seeks to outplay them all. Aran Silas, a brilliant tactician and master manipulator, has no overwhelming strength or supernatural gifts. Instead, his genius lies in his ability to maneuver through the complex web of politics, crime, and treachery. Aran’s ambitions go far beyond wealth or fame—he wants control. Absolute control. As the illegitimate son of a noble family, Aran grew up on the fringes of high society, learning that intelligence and cunning were his only tools for survival. Now, as a man, he is determined to rise to power from behind the scenes, orchestrating the downfall of those who stand in his way. From crime lords to noble houses, no one is safe from his web of lies, half-truths, and carefully plotted schemes. But Eldrath is not just a city of ambition—it’s a battleground. Aran finds himself locked in a deadly game with two formidable women: Lady Nera, a powerful noble with her own dark empire, and Alara Sindel, a cunning seductress with ambitions that rival Aran’s own. With alliances shifting like sand and enemies lurking in every corner, Aran must stay several steps ahead, or risk losing everything. In a world where betrayal is as common as breathing and trust is a weakness, Aran plays the ultimate gambit—manipulating, deceiving, and outwitting everyone who crosses his path. But as his control grows, so do the dangers. His enemies are many, and even his allies may turn against him. And while he strives to shape the world in his image, there are forces at play far beyond his control. In Shadow’s Gambit, Aran Silas must balance ambition with survival as he navigates a treacherous world of mystery, intrigue, and deadly politics. His intelligence is his weapon, his mind his greatest asset, and in the dark, no one can see the strings he's pulling. But every gambit comes at a cost. Key Themes: Mind over muscle: Aran uses strategy and intelligence to defeat stronger foes. Anti-heroic journey: Aran’s morally ambiguous nature makes him both a mastermind and a manipulator, willing to sacrifice anyone for his goals. Political intrigue and power struggles: Noble houses, criminal syndicates, and rival factions all vie for control of Eldrath. Trust and betrayal: Friendships, alliances, and romances are all tainted by the looming threat of betrayal, making trust a rare and dangerous commodity. Aran Silas isn’t just playing the game—he’s rewriting the rules. But how long can he stay ahead before the shadows close in?
Kenway_Strider · 86K Views
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