Madness by Kailee Reese Samuels & Sinister Collections

Author:Kailee Reese Samuels & Sinister Collections [Samuels, Kailee Reese]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781947362796
Publisher: The Sugargrove Book Company
Published: 2019-12-16T18:30:00+00:00

Borrowing The Mistress’ sexy coat, I take off the next morning to Whitman’s house. It’s a good distance, but my thoughts keep my mind busily scraping over the minute details.

Like why Twig was escorting me to the castle if he knew about Mr. Dare’s party? Were we planning on backtracking? And why in the world am I attending a party when The Darkland needs saving from the evil Queen?

While I am slightly disturbed, partying at a time like this seems ludicrous. And if Whitman’s idea of a celebration is a cake or tea…or a slap to my ass, then he has another coming. I am taken by The Mistress and her Merrymen, more specifically, Twig.

I do so like him.

And maybe leaving him on the cliff was the worst thing I could’ve done, but I had no choice. Well, I did, but he doesn’t need a train wreck of a girl like me weighing him down.

Stopping at the broken oak, I spin around to search for the house. The Mistress gave instructions to me. “Where is it?”

“What are you looking for?” The large beast in the tree asks. “Certainly, you must have some idea where you are going?”

Staring at his glowing fangs, I mutter, “Not really, no.”

“You are the Ellison.”

“Yes, as many have repeatedly informed me. I am supposed to be at Mr. Whitman Dare’s house.”

A fuzzy brow arches up high on his forehead, and his whiskers twitch. He’s no less than ten times the size of Nida. “They do not own a house.”

“Head thataway,” he says, pointing with a sharpened talon. “Go to the river, and you’ll find their assemblage.”

“… Assemblage?”

“Respectfully,” he says, licking his paw and grinning at me. “I cannot provide the details. What fun would that be?”

“Quite a bit better than all these secrets.”

“Says the girl dressed for a party.” My hands brush over my waist and hips held tight by the black leather shorts The Mistress let me borrow. I grab the side panels of the lace coat and tightly wrap the sheer fabric over me. I don’t like the way this kitty is speaking to me. Or the fact that his bulbous eyes convey arrant mischief. I take an easy step back as he leans forward with a smirk fit for a creepy clown.

“I will be going now,” I whisper. “Thank you.”

“No need.” He waves me off. “Watch yourself, girl.”

A shiver spreads throughout my body, and I scurry away as fast as I can. I run towards the river and wish I had a river to float away in. I have no idea where I’d go, but it wouldn’t be here or there, or anywhere I’ve ever been. It’d be a place of happiness. A space of my own where I could run barefooted in tall grass and get lost in the sunshine for hours. And I’d be free from the demons trapped with these lobes.

I was okay with believing I had died.

… Until Twig.

He fucked all my processes up with his kind words and fat cock.

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