“Oh, no, I’m doing it. My bloodline is kicking in. I’m letting my beauty and body seduce him. And I am not even intentionally doing it," thought Stella.“Imagine if you really were, how this man would die in our arms tonight,” said her conscious.“Shut up. Shut up- My body- My body is getting hot. But why?” Stella looked at him and saw his fingers stroking her neck. She didn't flinch away as she liked what he was doing. She found his touch, cool and electrifying. Making her skin perked for more.“Something is wrong,” thought Stella. Her mind being blurred for a moment. “My body is acting up. It’s like I want to be touched. Aching for more. Ohhhh, how I soooo want this man.”Stella was clenching her fist tightly at trying to not make a sound to his gentle stroke."Oh but let him," said her conscious.Sebastian's hands was moving to her bra and he was swaying his fingertips at her big bosoms. "How white she is. I wonder if she would look like this all the way around," he thought.“Damn
“YES! You can choose to do whatever you want with your magic.” “Oh, I can use the magic to make myself a better person. I can learn how to read and write. I can learn to cook and clean. I can learn to educate myself and one day be able to support myself and not have to rely on this shitty family anymore. I can one day have my own money. Have my own place. Have a home to go to.” “A waste of magic and power I say.” “But you don’t understand in this world and in today’s generation, I cannot use any magic or power. If I do, I will be weeded out by the government and I will end up being study on. Even be experimented on. I’m sure that’s not the path you and I both want to go on about.” “Hmm. Very well. I would advise you to choose something that would make lots and lots of money. A talent that can make you earn more than just freedom. Unimaginable wealth.” “Yes. I know that. Money in today’s world is the only way I can gain freedom. Once I do, I can live a carefree life. I don’t have t
Dear Readers, this novel is in the modern era, with fantasy mix, dark, and twisted romance. There is physical and verbal abuse, sexual harassment, betrayal, cheating/infidelity, tortures, BDSM, sex (lots of explicit scenes).Stella was pushed into a red and dark room. The room was decorated with a sex scene theme. There were ropes, straps, and chains on the bed. She frowned as she knew exactly what type of scenario, she was in. She was in a pleasure room. A room where the man will come and seek pleasure from a woman for one night. Doing whatever they wanted to do. From BDSM to hardcore sex all night long. She was going to be used as a sex toy for the rich men of her father’s company.Stella turned around to look at her stepmother and father.“You will be replacing your sister. So, you better do your job well,” said Stella’s stepmother, Eliza Wood. She was a woman in her mid-forties. She had medium size length hair and brown eyes.Stella glared at his stepmother.“Make sure you pleasur
Stella inhaled sharply. She couldn’t believe this woman’s words. She couldn’t believe this woman still hates her mother. Even after she went and destroyed her mother. Having her mother killed and all.Stella exhaled with anger. She couldn’t believe that this woman is treating her like an animal. Selling her off to whomever she pleases. “You know, if you do a good job, he will probably even notice you. He might take an interest in you. Even if you’re not me,” said Amy.“Yes! So, make sure he doesn’t notice that you’re not Amy,” said Eliza, puffing angrily at Stella. "Wait until the morning to tell him that you're Stella." She walked over to Stella and continue smiling with a wicked grinned, "Who stole her precious sister's place."Stella gasped at her mother's schemes.Stella's stepmother chuckled. "But by then he already slept with you. And there is nothing he could do about it." “Maybe you can become his mistress and you be able to live a rich life, supporting us for once," said Am
Stella let out a soft scoff. “So, this is why you were treating me nice the past few days. You were planning to use me to pleasure this old man of your company. You were planning to use me to raise yourself in rank,” she thought.Stella thought it was foolish of her to even think that her father had changed. Or more, her stepmother. She should have foreseen it. She should have known. There were red flags everywhere.Stella gritted her teeth. She should have noticed something was off when they started treating her nicely. They were treating her more kindly than usual. Feeding her, giving her nice clothes, talking sweetly to her. What a fool she was. The signs were there, she just chose to ignore it. For once in her life, she thought they had changed. But she was an idiot. How very wrong she was.Like everyone else, the maids, the servants, the butler, they all treated her unkindly. They never once treated her like she was a human being. They treated her like she was a plague. Like she
Stella huffed angrily. Then tears ran down her face. She laughed hysterically and thought of the past.FLASHBACKStella was thirteen years old.Eliza toss Stella onto the cold cement floor. She kicked Stella hard in the stomach.“Gahh!” cried Stella as she felt the sharp pointy heel stabbing her in the stomach. Stella started to grunt in pain as she started bleeding.“You bitch! If you ever tried to take any boyfriend of your sister again, I will kill you!” shouted Eliza.Adrian was walking down the wine cellar’s stairs. “What’s going on?” he asked.“Nothing,” said Eliza, folding her hands into her arms.Adrian came down the stairs and looked at Stella. He tilted his head at the child as she lay there holding her stomach. Then she spotted blood down in her lower groin. He frowned and looked at Eliza. He sighed and asked, “Eliza, don’t you think your harsh treatment have gone far enough?”“Humph. I don’t care.”Adrian didn’t say anything but held his cold expression. “She’s not here fo
The room became quiet, after they left.Stella was groaning and grunting in pain. She touched her stomach, and she could feel the numbness radiating around her womb. For another two hours she wouldn't stop bleeding. The blood was pooling more and more around her legs. "I will always remember the trauma that she caused me today," thought Stella. This was all caused by her cruel and evil stepmother. Her insane obsession of jealousy. Another hour went by and an elderly maid came running down the stairs. Rushing to her care. The elderly maid tended to her for a whole week. Giving her medications and heating pads to help ease her suffering. When Stella woke up there was no more blood. She didn’t have to wear the pads anymore.“Thank you,” said Stella.“You’re welcome," said the elderly maid. “What’s your name?”“Grace.”“Oh, thank you Grace.”“Don’t mention it. I- I didn’t do much.”“Oh, no. You have done plenty. You stayed with me through my darkest hours.”Grace clenched her fist tig
BACK TO PRESENT Stella sighed. "How lustful my father is to even go after such an elderly woman whose as old his mother. How crazy my stepmother is of my father. How overprotective she is of him, yet she can't even caught him cheating on her. Fucking hell. The drama. Man, these people are sick! Cruel, wicked, sinful, and lustful.” She tilted her head into the door."So, why didn't I see it? Why didn't I see it coming? These people are never going to change," thought Stella. "They're evil, disgusting people. And will continue to be so. Oh, what a fool I am. Now I'm trapped in their lies. And I’m going to get violated and die in their stead." Stella started to cry. Weeping for her own stupidity. “Grandmother you slept with another woman’s man. You didn’t know so you followed him back to his home. You became his maid and soon found out that he was married. Even though you were mistreated, you stayed. You gave birth to mother. Mother was raped by father and gave birth to me. We’re all