Masokissed

Lucius has been one of the violent damned since the battle of Silva Arsia and he is unique, reborn of a cruel mistress, with the demon of Depravity assimilated in his blood. And that demon has strange hungers and stranger offspring. He finds himself delighted with his and Depravity’s offspring. She’s powerful, beautiful, and filled with fun desires for her demonic fathers. But the vampire king, Sebastian, is also a creature of the profane and enamored by what is not his. 

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This story contains fictional depictions of erotic scenarios, some instances of abuse and a whole lot, so act accordingly! All characters are at least eighteen, all situations are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to any real-life situations is entirely coincidental. STAY AWAY IF IT ISN’T YOUR CUP OF TEA.

The Vampire King's Depravity

The blue-tinted light of Shadowvale's lanterns cast an eerie glow across the cobblestone streets as I made my way into town.

Twilight had settled over the quaint settlement, nestled in the foothills of the imposing Blackspine Mountains, east of Nasferatica.

I'd chosen this time deliberately; the encroaching darkness was my ally, allowing me to slip in unnoticed among the townsfolk hurrying to their homes.

The scent of pine and woodsmoke filled the air, mingling with an undercurrent of fear that even the humans couldn't fully ignore.

I breathed it in, savoring the complex bouquet of emotions. Shadowvale was on edge, though they didn't yet know why.

I did. Sadra had informed me of the impeding attack on Shadowvale. And he was a vampire of many intel resources. The night was changing, growing hungrier, and soon it would devour places like this.

The answers you seek lie where knowledge burns!