Monster Collector: A Harem Fantasy Adventure by Seth Kingsbridge

Author:Seth Kingsbridge [Kingsbridge, Seth]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-05-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 21

Blay

I was out in the Black Zone again. I had to get the hell out of the house. I couldn’t leave for good, not unless I was willing to have this shitty bond with Syrasha tug at me until I lost my mind. Or die because I refused to follow it back to where I belonged, now.

At least, it wasn’t as intense as it had been at times. But I had realized something. Everything had to do with how many times I fucked the girls, and how many of them I fucked. If I kept it up, I was able to move around easier without getting choked by the bond. And they became stronger too, I realized. I wasn’t sure if the latter was a good thing.

But so far, it seemed like a win-win situation. And honestly, if I got to get away once in a while, I didn’t give a shit what else happened.

I was out here, supposed to be hunting for monsters so that I could deliver Chandler’s order. I had to have something set up for when I finally returned home. I needed to have something to go back home to. Because this wasn’t going to last forever. We were going to get this bond broken and would be able to go back to the life I’d had.

As if it was something worth going back to. But that wasn’t the point.

I was deep in thought, wandering through the bushes, and hardly paying attention to the creatures around me. Maybe it would have been a hell of a catch. Maybe I had missed dozens of monsters I could have traded. I was just in a different headspace.

The last time Syrasha and I had fucked, it had been different. It wasn’t like I was falling for her or anything. And our sex was just to feed the bond, nothing more.

But I was starting to see the girls as more than monsters. They were people, too. With feelings. Alive, and they deserved to remain so.

The fact that I was starting to think that way only pissed me off if I had to be honest.

Because this was what I had felt once upon a time. When I had believed that monsters should have rights, that they should have a voice. God, I was pathetic. After everything they had done to me – killed my family, and now the bond – I should have continued to hate them.

But it was hard to do that when I spent my every day with them and started to know them as people. I scolded myself for being pathetic, but I couldn’t help it. The monsters were starting to find a way through the cold stone I called my heart.

It had only been a short while I’d been with them. But a lot could happen in two short weeks.

I noticed the sound before I registered it. At first, it was just a dull humming at the back of my mind. An alarm went off in my head, telling me that something was wrong, but I was too deep in thought to listen right away.

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