Celian

It's been a long while since I had so much fun and laughing for real when reading a story Love especially how you include the names of real readers here into the in-story-comment-section.

Nathan will be a POV-character next to Dust in the next story, and the stories to come Violet, Dust and Nathan are on a rotating schedule as narrators (part 4 will be all 3 of them, for example). Keep that in mind

I doubt he can, to be honest. But maybe he will come around and decide to learn? There is still hope

“You look like everything that could go wrong has gone wrong,” said Fred, taking his earbuds out of his ears—his podcast must have ended. “I'm just exhausted,” I replied, lifting my head from my arms and leaning back on my bench, “and maybe a little emotionally drained.” I added the rest when Uncle Carl gave me a questioning glance from the stove. “But it worked, didn't it?” he wanted to know, even though I had already announced it. I nodded anyway. “It did.” In the afternoon

She's not a baby that early would spoil all the fun 😜

She is, but she tends to forget herself in the equation. (Consequences looming ahead.) She does have her moments. And reasons. Both definitely true. 👍❤️ Before I say something you don't want to hear or might be considered too much a spoiler... WHERE do you think this is going? Just curious.

Henry was shivering, but not from cold, nor from fear, but actually from excitement. Mistress Alice had called them into her room and there they stood waiting, with Henry trembling in Dante's half embrace. They both winced as the door opened and Mistress Alice entered with Frank, a shapeless bag between them. "Mistress..." Henry said in a squeaky voice, and she smiled. "Sit down." That she would one day smile so warmly was something Dante could never have imagined at first. Especi

Right on spot. But to be honest, the dynamic of the whole household might shift into a not so nice direction if Remy left. But, would Remy just leave if he got freed? Only time can tell. Though I do think their attitude towards those happenings are a pretty good match.

"Why is Shannon symbolized by a snake, of all things, Mother?" Maurice wanted to know, looking at the large mural of a woman who had a snake's body from the waist down. "Because snakes are good at camouflaging themselves with their color. Secrets camouflage themselves with beautiful words. Secrets can be as poisonous and deadly as snakes," his mother replied patiently. "But not all secrets are bad," Remy objected, almost defiantly. "No, of course they aren't. And not every secre

Give it some time, my impatient friend ❤️ Time will tell. Maye - hopefully - someone does a call between those two nonlovers... In the meantime, Vee and Nico and the others might help Dust to get over this, hm, incident. Hence the secpticism of Kellen and Vee. Dust sometimes tends to be a bit naive in those kind of things. But please, let's not go any closer than in fiction, the topic is bad enough as it is *shudder*

Something woke me up. What it was didn't matter when I realized I was nestled into Kellen's side, one arm around his waist. He had also wrapped an arm around me and was slowly caressing my back. He was half sitting, and when I lifted my head, I saw he was reading on his phone, but he smiled down at me. “Good morning, sleepyhead,” he said quietly. “I was just about to wake you up, it's almost eight.” “Shit,” I muttered immediately and struggled into a sitting position, but he snorted

I'm afraid you have to wait and see (till chapter 59 or 60 I think, sorry for that), but I do agree.

Legend tells, if the Wild Hunt stumbles or gets tangled in the clothlines, they go and strangle anyone they can find that night with those lines. Oh yes it would/will. He's too young to understand the extent of it, but as we saw in the tiny moment of meeting Niall in the theatre, a lot of slaves struggle if they don't have a real purpose or something they are good at. So Alice is doing him a big favor in more than just one sense - she's increasing his value and not just the real one, but also the one he will feel of himself. And he will chew on that for a quite a while more. Rest assured, this topic has only just begun. Dante will discuss this with different people when the time has come.

Dante woke up at some point from a nightmare that connected Henry's story and his encounter with Ash in a very unpleasant way, and was unable to go back to sleep after that. Mistress Alice had curled up protectively around Henry and eventually, after much tossing and turning, Dante got up. Down in the kitchen, he found that he wasn't that far off in terms of the usual time, so he began preparing the ingredients for the sumptuous breakfast omelet. Not that he had an appetite, but he couldn't sit

It wasn't said directly, but the whipping was just the start, the immediate punishment so to speak. Britney still has to decide what's happening with him afterwards. (More on that next chapter.) Looking at it soberly of course he still has value. He's young, got trained in a slave school... If they sold him, they would lose out cause his skin isn't "flawless" anymore, but well, as long as they leave the incident out of his file completely or only vaguely described, they wouldn't have trouble selling him. Simple: execution. Violence against women and girls is punished with utmost severity. (Remember, Henry's uncle got already whipped to death for the car crash he supposedly caused, and there were only males involved.) Absolutely right, my friend, absolutely right.

True to the letter. They will sooner or later, but I'm not sure how much anyone will be satisfied with it. On this part, on the other hand, I'm actually very interested in hearing what you think when "fate" comes around. (Cruel mistress? Falling down the stairs as Dante wanted already to help along? Something down the throat that's not his mistress tongue?)

Well he just lost his virginity in a not-sober state to a drunk women and I can't imagine that ever being the best sex you could have 🤔 But I promise this topic will one they get an answer. Flynn was a spoiled brat, feeling entitled, from the very beginning, but Britney definitely played her part on that. Would anyone ever say that out loud to someone who has a say? No. (Maybe Alice, but for sure her mother would just ignore her opinion anyway.)

The first thing Dante saw when he blinked tiredly was his slave collar on the nightstand. An uneasiness spread through him, and suddenly he was very aware of himself. The burning in his overtired eyes, the furry feeling on his tongue, a slight headache, sore muscles under naked skin, and an uncomfortable feeling in his crotch. Alice. His chest grew tight, painfully so even, and slowly he rolled over in bed. The other half was empty. For a moment, perhaps a split second, he was overcome

We will hear Jay/Pierre's story later on. He does, oh, he does. And it's only going to get darker...

Remy's hand shook as he took the glass. "Do you feel as shitty as you look?", Andrew wanted to know quietly and Remy turned around. Andrew eyed him critically and still managed to look completely dead at the same time. "Five times worse.", Remy replied a little belatedly, gripping the glass tighter before turning away and leaving the kitchen. It wasn't just his hands that were shaking, but actually everything about him. His muscles were not obeying him properly. Every step sent pa

That's definitely going to be an interesting conversation.

Scanning both chapters and my notes (which are a bit too messy, at least on this story, I have to admit) I didn't find an quick answer. But trust me, for the next while, there is a lot of other stuff going on you can occupy your mind with...

Let's hope not, but we will find out

As someone living in Italy and with Italian in-laws... I love this ❤️

Dante awoke to Mistress Alice's giggling. He gave a questioning sound without opening his eyes or even turning to her. He'd been dreaming of the dance of the snowflakes, his father as the dying Summer Prince, and a shrill voice screaming at him that he must take his place because otherwise the Ice Queen would destroy the summer. What nonsense. "Greetings from Matthew." Mistress Alice whispered quietly and clearly amused. Dante grunted in acknowledgement. "I sent him one of the pic