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Shadow of the Abyss

The Old Gods are gone. Lost and Forgotten, their honor shattered and their kingdoms broken by treachery. The Peace of the Myriad Heavens has been severed. And from the ashes of war and chaos, the Twin Towers of Babel have been created as a beacon of hope. Can Altair, a child born of the Old Gods whose name has long since been forgotten, survive, or will he be cast into the Nine Hells? *** "So..." Arsene continued, enjoying his child's flush expression. "I've got a few things to teach you. What I'm about to give you is some peak wisdom. Think of it as my Ten Commandments: One, never trust a bitch with red hair. Trust me on this. Two, the pull-out game is not a real thing. She will get pregnant. Three—" "F-Father…" " —Never get yourself more than one wife. It sounds fun. It is fun. But it's truly a nightmare. You better be writing this stuff down. This is some grade-A wisdom right here. Four. "...Please stop talking…" The Prince pleaded. "Shhhhh. Just let this happen. Four…Bro's before hoes isn't a thing. The hoes come first. Remember, Booty is more important than Wa— " "STOP!!!!!"

Lord_Damocles · Fantasi
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454 Chs

Schemes Vs Altair

'Is it because of the Brand of the Incubus?' Syris began asking herself. Her pale, glossy blue eyes fixed across the man, captivating her every thought. It was as if he'd branded his mark into her very soul. 

She jumped, pushing herself off a large branch with enough force that it sent her racing through the air in a parabolic arc. She landed on another branch some distance away, lost in thought.

Syris was beside herself. Unable to recognize herself or her actions as of late. She could still feel his seed inside her, warming her belly. Try as she could, Syris could not stop her loins from throbbing, sore from where he touched her, where he'd fucked her raw, until the moans she'd tried to contain carried through the forest bed.