I woke up, confused and disoriented, blinking my heavy eyelids, only to find out that I was… a dog?! No…no, not a simple dog, but a hell hound; a magical creature made of fire and shadow, a fearful monster to be tamed or hunted down. Driven away and forced into this world I soon realize that this place wasn’t as simple as it seemed to be; it was far more dangerous than that, filled with creatures like me, magic, evolutions, human hunters, necromancers, elves, dungeons and dragons. I just hope I can keep me and my dumb brother out of trouble… *Looks to the side only to see his younger brother trying to hunt a butterfly, but only bitting air and falling down while trying* Sigh… that’s going to be troublesome. ~~~~~ ML: You are so cute when you are angry. MC: C-c-c-cute?! I’ll show you how cute I’m! I’ll bite your ankles! ML: But I have made food for you… MC:… MC:Ok, I can beat you later, but why is your hand on my tail oi?! ML:*chuckles* ~~Warning~~ Mature content, including gore, explicit smut, swearing, relationship between men. ~~~~~ This book contains some misspellings that are being edited. Thank you and I hope you enjoy it! *wink wink* ۹(ÒہÓ)۶
Lighted cigarette and the scent of sugar. Book lie by the window as the pages tore open by a passing wind gust. Her hair stands on end, as magic fills the air. Walking toward the window the breeze gently against her cheek as she leans outside her windowsill. Magic lies dormant and hidden from human behind pretty glamours and illusions. An unseen world sometimes forgotten. A witch explore the mysteries of the forgotten only to find her own answers to her mystery
What is a sword? Is it merely a weapon? An extension of the warrior's will? A tool for killing? The sword is the spirit, the warrior is the blade. The sword is the warrior, the warrior is the sword. It is not the object, it is the will. A sword is a body, a vessel. The warrior pours his spirit into that vessel. If the warrior doesn't, then he does not know his sword; his sword does not know him. ____________________________ Three brothers face their destinies, three brothers become warriors. Will they know their swords?
The Shadow Forest is a beautiful, peaceful place...on the outside. But a danger has been lurking in its shadows for a long time. A prophecy: A hero will rise to defeat the evil with a weapon no man can wield. Within the Shadow Forest, twelve years ago, a tragedy shaped the future of a young woman. Now, alone, broken and moulded by the hardships of life, she lives in the cursed forest, trying to keep others from nearing the Death Bridge - the place where bodies disappear and screams of horror echo. But in her veins, an ancient power stirs. She meets a curt, handsome, white-haired warrior and a bandit with a frightening physique and a soft heart. Learning of the prophecy, the trio sets off on a danger-filled path to save the kingdom. They will face mysterious creatures, fight fierce battles and uncover terrifying secrets all while emotional struggles follow them like shadows. What will prevail? Light or darkness? Love or sadness? (Keep in mind that this story is purely fictional...also, some things may be based on different mythologies) *This book contains some mild violence* Update schedule: Irregular updates
it felt like my world was spinning the only thing I knew for sure was that I was being led somewhere by the hot DJ I had just met. next thing I knew I was being pulled out of the DJ's hands that were around my waist and being lead outside the club and bk into the suv. "wtf where you thinking aliyah the deal was that we got to come out and have a good time" Esme I think was shouting at me but I could bearly comprehend "what happened" "she got roofied" "what" "I told you guys this was a bad idea" "oh come on look at the bright side at least I'm, not the one who got spiked this time"