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

As I stood there, feeling like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming semi-truck, my mind raced.

How the hell was I supposed to demonstrate my "unique magical signature" without outing myself as Lilith's freaky granddaughter or whatever I was?

"We're waiting, Miss Lott," the living question mark that was our teacher prompted, its curve somehow managing to look impatient.

I opened my mouth, ready to spew some half-baked excuse about performance anxiety or a sudden case of magical illness, when the universe decided to throw me a curveball.

And by curveball, I mean a literal ball of crackling energy that came hurtling through the window, missing my head by mere inches.

The class erupted into chaos. Students dove under desks, magical shields popped up like bubbles, and our teacher... well, the question mark turned into an exclamation point, which I suppose was the punctuation equivalent of freaking out.

Unexpected Revelations!