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Throne of Blood and Ash

Caught in a deadly game between Gods and Demons, Angels and Devils, Izalith Snow was torn from her home and family and cast into a World of Blood and Ash. Lost in the Exalted Wheel, Izalith must lift her blade toward not just the Heavens but the Hells and all that may live in between. Carrying the Blade of Laevatein at her waist and a mischievous grin, Izalith journeys through the Hidden Realm of Arcadia. Unaware of the lingering eyes tainted by sin, a dark, looming smile obscured behind a veil of smoldering darkness is revealed. ***

Lord_Damocles · Kỳ huyễn
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Familiar Face

Ves shot me a long look and frowned. " I'm a little busy, but I plan on opening an HQ in the Heart of Blackpool by week's end. Are you staying by chance?" 

Staring at the almost carbon copy of Father looking at me with a tinge of anticipation plastered over his face, I could only nod, pushing down my instincts, shouting at me to stay inside. To curl up in my sheets and play on my phone. 

I should have a few books downloaded in the Kindle app.

"Iza?" 

"Hmm. I'll visit you," I promised. " I've got many questions anyway." 

Vesryn nodded with a content smile when nodes of light black in pigment suddenly began to hover off his body. The red iris of his eyes spiraled into a vortex of black flames as the nodes of black consumed him before my eyes. 

He was gone!

"What was that!" I shouted, a little envious. I want to do that!