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The Busiest Night of the Year
The chair creaked and moaned as he dropped into it with a heartfelt sigh stretching his legs out in front of him. He pulled off his leather gauntlets and dropped them on the side table then pushed his hood back and rubbed his face in an attempt to rub his fatigue away. There was a clink as a full tumbler of whisky over ice was set down on the table.“Thank you, Michael,” he said, his voice full of the fatigue he felt.“Your welcome Samael. Rough night?”“I really hate All Hallows Eve,” he replied, picking up the glass and taking a healthy swallow. “It has gotten worse the last fifty years or so...
John's site
John’s siteJohn looked around as he walked through his home. Everything had a weird glow to it. He turned around and a man was standing in the door way. The man was dress in a black suit with dark glasses. John rube his eyes. He thought he had to be dreaming. The last thing he remember is sitting in front of the TV and thinking he was tired. The man looked up at John and pointed at him. The man walked toward John with purpose. John started backing up and looking for ways to escape. The man called his name. John stopped and looked at the man and felt strange. John felt like he knew the voice of...
Raex
Vae peeked out the window, watching the battle. The Humans were getting closer and closer to the Raex’s hidden base with every battle – eventually, the Raex would have to evacuate. The Humans scared her. They were always fighting, and the Raex warriors fought back. They had to, to protect their race. If they let the Humans through, the Humans would slaughter the Raex, leaving no one behind. The Raex would go extwww.onedoor.ccinct. Vae turned away from the battle, biting back the tears that threatened to emerge. Children cried for no reason, not Vae. Vae was ten! Her skin had already faded from baby blue to...
To Gift a Plum Blossom
Zengmei poked her earlobe with her gold demon-spike of an earring a good five times before she finally found where the hole was and pushed it through. Her maid, Tian Wen, was looming over her, carefully gathering the top part of her hair into a jade comb carved with peonies.It was the one Song Fenghai – second son of the Song Sect of Lushan – had given to her as an engagement gift. The wedding was due to occur a few weeks from now.It was a wedding of necessity. Zengmei had no interest in love anyway.Her sister, Ruilan, had taken a child of the Blood Sect and hopped along her merry way away fro...