[Story WIP] The Mansion's Predator Master
Added 2024-09-24 20:46:19 +0000 UTCWorking on a story about The Mansion which appeared in a recent story I wrote & in one of my first audios. It tells the story of the place's latest arrival, & its master--a cruel pred.
Probably won't finish writing this until after the month ends, but have a section that's almost finalized
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“I own a rather elegant home at the top of the hill.”
Her eyes widen. “That place is a mansion. Every creature in this forest knows about it…it’s visible for kilometers…”
She’d always wondered about that place, about who would have chosen to live so deep in the forest—and why. Many had told her about that house on the hill; some said the owner was a recluse, some that the place was abandoned, and others still that it was cursed. And now, here she was, caught in a trap like a common animal, with the owner of the mysterious residence right before her eyes.
Perhaps this was fate. Or, well, fate’s cruel joke…
“Tonight, I will be preparing a feast.” His voice interrupts her thoughts. “If I let you go, and tend to your wounds, you will spend the night serving me at my mansion, helping prepare this feast.”
“And if I don’t?” she counters, a bit of defiance still aflame within her heart.
He tuts. “Either you help me prepare tonight’s meal,” he repeats, licking his lips, hungry eyes boring into hers. “Or you are the meal.
“I would think the choice would be obvious.”
