THE MONSTERS' BREEDING DUNGEON:
The Overlord's Depraved Tales
By
Bree Bellucci
SMASHWORDS EDITION
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The Monsters' Breeding Dungeon: The
Overlord's Depraved Tales
Copyright © 2012 by Bree Bellucci
This book is a work of fiction and any
resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or
locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of
the author’s imagination and used fictitiously.
Adult Reading Material
The material in this document contains
explicit sexual content that is intended for mature audiences only
and is inappropriate for readers under 18 years of age.
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THE MONSTERS' BREEDING DUNGEON:
The Overlord's Depraved Tales
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"Somewhere in the Austrian Alps lurks a
dreadful beast of unimaginable horror, or so the legend says. The
locals tell tales of beautiful young girls who are lured into his
elusive keep, and are never to be seen again. Many like to
speculate that the girls are eaten, or brewed into a potion used to
keep the beast alive and virile. Some think that the beast
impregnates the girls, and uses them to breed an army of grotesque
human hybrids that lurk in the mountains and snatch up unfortunate
hikers to sacrifice to the monster. Others think that the beast
hypnotizes the girls, after having his way with them, and then
sends them out into the snow capped hills to die, never to speak of
the horrors they have been subjected to." Carrie said sincerely,
"They would be the lucky ones."
Katherine thought all of that was crap. Her
sister had filled her in on all the lore and legends of St. Gilgen,
a small Austrian town that Katherine was going to stay at for a few
weeks during her trip through Europe. Carrie had made sure that
Katherine was especially aware of "Geschichten von der Bestie" or
"The Tales of the Beast". Surely she found the stories on some
stupid travel blog.
“Carrie, you're crazy,” Katherine said with a
smile. “I'm sure people would love to believe that a small European
town is haunted or has some paranormal history, it's great for
tourism. But I promise you I'm going to be fine.”
Carrie shrugged and closed out of the
internet page that she was reading from. “Suit yourself, but if you
get put into some youth potion for a beast overlord, don't come
crying to me.”
“If I'm being put into a boiling cauldron for
a potion in Austria, there's no way I would be crying to you
anyway,” Katherine pointed out. She closed the last of her
suitcases and then checked her list to make sure she had
everything. She was just about to check the last thing off when she
found herself with an arm full of her sister.
“Promise me you'll be careful Katie, okay?”
Carrie said softly.
Katherine hugged her back. “I will. I
promise.”
That was one week ago, and so far, Katherine
had kept her promise. She had come to the small town of St. Gilgen,
ready to do some sightseeing and enjoy her vacation. Katherine
lived to travel, and she loved to take trips to random places. She
didn't know many people who had been to Austria before, so that was
where she decided to go next. Having already been in the town for a
week, she was glad that she'd come. It was beautiful, and the
people were kind and very welcoming. So many of them spoke English
well enough that she rarely had to break out her translation
dictionary.
She was staying in a little cottage at the
edge of town, it was within walking distance of most of the major
attractions. She had done a lot of walking around during the first
couple of days, admiring everything from the architecture to the
breathtaking mountain views. Now, she was going to relax and spend
the last few days bar-hopping and enjoying the locals. What could
be more relaxing than a glass of wine and a view of the snow-capped
Alps?
Katherine looked over her appearance in the
mirror and smiled