Ancient Egypt: A scurrying sound echoed in the dark cell. Out from a hole in the juncture between wall and floor came a rat. Hunger drove it to sneak around the small room. The only thing of note was a heap huddled in the corner. Sensing a meal, the rat scurried over. To its delight, underneath a curtain of moldy gray fabric was flesh. The rat took...
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Authors Note: This is the second story about Zhura, following While the Gods Slumber chronologically. This story should stand on its own, but many of the details will make more sense after reading through that story. They lurched across the beach in a parade of sorrow, flowing robes and gowns fluttering in the ocean breeze. The starless sky, lit only by tor...
1746 B.C.: Enkartep lounged on the bed, watching as the two priestesses pleasured each other. Rea and Akeneb groaned, legs intertwined in a carnal embrace, sopping mounds grinding against each other. Their tanned bodies glistened with sweat as they put on a show for their master. His cock stood erect and proud, like an imposing monolith, a bead of pre-cu...
*all characters are over the age of eighteen years* *Quick note: Sorry for the delay in getting this one done! Life has been crazy-town, though in positive ways :) You'll notice two new terms in this chapter. The term 'Meldir' (pronounced mehl-DEER) refers to two (or more) people who are Bonded through the Gift of Aros. 'Meldin' (pronounced mehl-DEEN) re...
Author's note: This is the last part of this novella-length story. All comments and feedback are welcome! Zhura awoke to ravenous hunger. She hadn't eaten since the previous afternoon. Clouds scudded along the sky, masking the sun. Bayati lay curled against her in a fetal position. The Kichinka woman's back rose and fell with deep, even breaths. She was st...
***Author's Note*** Hi guys! I've been listening to your feedback! It would seem I got so excited developing some of my secondary characters that I haven't been writing enough of our favourite protagonist, Aran! This chapter is my first effort at fixing that. I will also now put the name of the character whose perspective I am writing from at the top of th...
The next few weeks sped by with Aran learning more from Amina than he had from Elaina and Smythe combined. The Priestess imparted on him hundreds of years of wisdom and knowledge, and taught him far more of his Gift, and how to use it. Still more knowledge was gained from poring through the many ancient texts Amina possessed, writings from another time, anot...
Ancient Egypt: Chanting filled the chamber. Susuk stood in front of his fellow priests, reciting the words that made the Binding Ritual work. Terror gripped him as Enkartep watched them, but Susuk did not stutter, did not stop, the words by now coming easily to him. It had taken a long time to memorize them, to get the proper intonations down to perfecti...
Hi readers! I'll start this chapter with a quick update: Aran, Sara and Sorla have spent many weeks in hiding in the Hidden Temple beneath Maralon. The Heralds of Dawn have not withdrawn their search for Sara and Sorla, who killed three of their men. The Heralds have continued to scour the city day and night, making it nigh impossible for Aran to venture i...