- Author: Jamie Hawke
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Myths and GargoylesTwo Complete Series
MYTHS AND GARGOYLES is a work of fiction.
All of the characters, organizations, and events portrayed in this novel are either products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Sometimes both.
Complete Book is Copyright (c) 2021 by Jamie Hawke (of Double Down Press).
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, recording or otherwise, without the prior written permission of Jamie Hawke.
BOOK 1: Myth Protector
BOOK 2: Dark Legends
BOOK 3: Mystic Guardians
BOOK 4: Stone Cold Mage
BOOK 5: Of Witches and Gargoyles
BOOK 6: They Come at Night
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BOOK 1: Myth Protector
Walking through the Anaheim Convention Center at LegendFest, my badge said press but my eyes said holy shit, because the ladies I was walking past were hot as fuck. My head swiveled, taking them in and not bothering to hide my stare in the slightest. After all, would they get all dressed up like that if they didn’t want me to look?
They were versions of Disney Princesses, though they’d taken certain liberties with the sluttiness of said princesses. On the left was Belle, a red rose pinned over her left breast that made me worried where that pin might be attached. She wore yellow lingerie with strings of pearls hanging along the seams, a golden bow between her breasts, and another with diamonds over her ass, along with white pantyhose up to her thighs and high heels. The Little Mermaid was to her right, with soft, purple clam shells over her breasts, a green sparkly miniskirt, and her red hair pinned back with a starfish clip. She even had some white glitter around her belly button and neckline which I assumed was meant to be some sort of water effect, but led my mind straight to highly inappropriate places.
If this were my reality, I’d never make it outside the house. Their friend had gone a bit simpler, with a sexy but less revealing Elsa dress.
The one wearing the sexy Belle outfit turned to me with a glare, apparently sick of being ogled all day, but her eyes lit up when she saw my press badge. She stopped and nudged Ariel. The two came back toward me while the third took a second to realize what was happening, then stood there awkwardly, watching with interest.
“Press, huh?” Belle said.
“Yeah…” I started, about to explain that it was a benefit of running a blog about movies and games specifically related to the content of this con. But all the rest of that came out in my mind as I stared.
“As in, you’d like to press your body up between us tonight?”
“What?” I blinked, trying to open my mouth to deny it, but my throat went dry and all I could do was take a big breath. Fuck. I was royally screwing this up.
“That’d be a story, huh?” Ariel said, grinning. “Hey, write about this,” she added, and then pulled at the edge of one of her sea shells so that I got a nice look at her breast, nipple and all. “Perv.”
The two laughed and about-faced, returning to their friend who rolled her eyes and mouthed, “Sorry,” before joining them to continue walking down the hall. I heard her asking the other two if they had to be so mean, but… honestly? Getting flashed and, even jokingly, asked if I wanted to essentially have a threesome by two stunning beauties was fucking awesome. Well, one beauty and one mermaid.
Even if it wasn’t happening, you could be damn sure that vision was hot in my mind after that, and as I kept walking the floor, looking for my buddy Chris, that tit kept flashing through my head over and over.
“Come on, dude,” a guy manning a booth said. I turned to look at what he was selling, unimpressed. A bunch of superhero trading cards and memorabilia.
“Nah, I’m good.”
“No,” he said, nodding down.
I frowned, confused, and then followed his gaze to my crotch, where sure enough my boner was showing like a banana in my pocket. My first reaction was to swing my tote bag around front, hiding it, my second was