Heya people, had to do some heavy editing of chapter one in regards to pronouns mostly, so I figured it would be good to post both chapters together. Feedback is of course appreciated. As a reference note, Onyx's pronouns are Ve/Ver/Vis/Verself and for comparison sake: Ve=he/she, Ver=him/her, Vis=his/hers, Verself=himself/herself. Chapter one The circle...
Pain. A burning, aching throb that wracked his entire body and left a dull roar in his ears. His head was spinning, and no matter how hard he tried he couldn't focus long enough to concentrate. Flashing colours swam before his eyes, accompanied by snippets of memory that refused to stay still long enough in his mind for him to make any sense of them. He tr...
Two black-robed figures stood in the candlelit darkness of a long abandoned crypt. The stone walls around them were crumbling and covered in knotted tendrils of ivy. Spider webs festooned the dusty corners of the room and beady eyes watched them from secret hiding places. "Hurry up!" Bradley Higgins said. "He's coming." Curses and loud crashing sounds came...
Note: Been awhile, hasn't it. The main reason for my lateness was my extreme laziness and lack of motivation. I mean, c'mon! I'm doing this fo' free, so gimmie a little break. The second reason was follow up surgery on what the doctors had done to me a while ago. It wasn't pleasant so I'll leave the gory details to you. Also, no sex this chapter just so ya'l...
He tried to ask her with his eyes why he was trapped in this room. He wanted to know why he kept dying here only to come back to life in this room again. He had to get an understanding as to why... ____________________________________________ ...he was back in this damned room every time he died in it. Why does he keep waking up, standing with his back to...
Candles adorned a painted ring of crimson on the basement floor. The flames violently lapped back at the nipping winter chill. Blackness covered Daren except for the candlelight that kissed his face. The book he held open had no distinguishable title, but donned silvery embroidered patterns over its faded leathery cover. Though the words on the page were for...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2012 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* My life was...
I'm from a rich family. We don't like being told "no" and are used to getting what we want. That's what made the situation with Kristin so annoying. The bitch had dumped me. No one is allowed to do that. And while I could have easily had my pet cops make her life hell for a while, I decided she needed a harsher punishment. I didn't understand why she tho...
The morning of Christmas Eve showed some promise of ending the snow storm. For awhile the sun was even out and brightly shining, but it apparently wouldn't last. More snow expected for later this evening, according to the weather report. Still, since there was sunshine for the moment, the odds of another Shadow attack soon were remote at best. Most Shadow...
In Which an Elven Servant Suffers a Succubus to Live in Her Home Chapter 3 *** The internet provides very little actual, valuable information on succubi, it turns out. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised, this sort of summoning is frowned upon. Humans who can command magic are few and far between, and bringing demons into the world is not something elves a...