Author's e-books - Demon. Page - 4
All legends and myths are based on long forgotten truths.
They were the Slayarians and they were the protectors of life long before civilization. They were so ancient they witnessed the age of faerie on Earth.
It was a time when men were wicked and war common. It was a time when the treachery of gods brought about the fall of Earth's protectors and the banishment of their most ancient deities. Evil men and the unspeakably malign infest the shadows as they wait for the fall of man and the rise of demon kind.
A last remnant of the Slayarians does exist but as far as Darkon knows he is the last. Read his tale as he seeks others of his ilk and breaks down the barriers within his mind in order to meet his destiny. Wherever he goes adventurous souls are drawn to his cause and before long the means to restore his people will be within his grasp. Will Drakon live long enough to succeed and in light of his newly discovered ability with the mysterious mindflow, can he remain sane?
"Her scent made every living muscle tense up, her voice brought a haunting melody to my brain. Her lips brought a sin to my soul."
I've been dead since my eighteenth birthday, I lost everything in one huge blackout, everyone I loved is now gone. It was now 1869, evil exists in all of us, deny it all you want. I'm the son of it, and eternal servant of the darkness. The war between demon hunters and demons has broken into new mutiny, these violent beginnings have violent endings.
I was suppose to kill a demon hunter, but I couldn't something awoke inside me, an arranged marriage is set for me, but a lust inside drove me into the order to love one not to love.
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RATED--- M- due to bloody violence, scenes of sensuality,some strong language. And some nudity
((Read at your own risk))
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I never thought things could get any worse than they already were. It seemed as though life was starting to get good, we had both found our soulmates. Scales, tail, claws and all. Real life Dragons. Can you believe it?
Even so, I really thought that this time we could be free. We saw a way out, but suddenly it all got worse. Things got worse faster than they had been getting better.
It's true when they say you can never run from your mistakes without them catching up to you. When you resurrect someone, they just don’t seem to know how to stay dead anymore. Just because you believe it’s behind you doesn’t mean it can’t become a part of your present again. It was supposed to be a peaceful new start, we were finally going to have a family of our own. We were going to be happy, we were going to get loved. Everything looked almost perfect. Things aren’t always what they seem though, and that’s okay I guess, because we’re not as weak as we look.
All legends and myths are based on long forgotten truths.
They were the Slayarians and they were the protectors of life long before civilization. They were so ancient they witnessed the age of faerie on Earth.
It was a time when men were wicked and war common. It was a time when the treachery of gods brought about the fall of Earth's protectors and the banishment of their most ancient deities. Evil men and the unspeakably malign infest the shadows as they wait for the fall of man and the rise of demon kind.
A last remnant of the Slayarians does exist but as far as Darkon knows he is the last. Read his tale as he seeks others of his ilk and breaks down the barriers within his mind in order to meet his destiny. Wherever he goes adventurous souls are drawn to his cause and before long the means to restore his people will be within his grasp. Will Drakon live long enough to succeed and in light of his newly discovered ability with the mysterious mindflow, can he remain sane?
"Her scent made every living muscle tense up, her voice brought a haunting melody to my brain. Her lips brought a sin to my soul."
I've been dead since my eighteenth birthday, I lost everything in one huge blackout, everyone I loved is now gone. It was now 1869, evil exists in all of us, deny it all you want. I'm the son of it, and eternal servant of the darkness. The war between demon hunters and demons has broken into new mutiny, these violent beginnings have violent endings.
I was suppose to kill a demon hunter, but I couldn't something awoke inside me, an arranged marriage is set for me, but a lust inside drove me into the order to love one not to love.
***************
RATED--- M- due to bloody violence, scenes of sensuality,some strong language. And some nudity
((Read at your own risk))
**********************************
I never thought things could get any worse than they already were. It seemed as though life was starting to get good, we had both found our soulmates. Scales, tail, claws and all. Real life Dragons. Can you believe it?
Even so, I really thought that this time we could be free. We saw a way out, but suddenly it all got worse. Things got worse faster than they had been getting better.
It's true when they say you can never run from your mistakes without them catching up to you. When you resurrect someone, they just don’t seem to know how to stay dead anymore. Just because you believe it’s behind you doesn’t mean it can’t become a part of your present again. It was supposed to be a peaceful new start, we were finally going to have a family of our own. We were going to be happy, we were going to get loved. Everything looked almost perfect. Things aren’t always what they seem though, and that’s okay I guess, because we’re not as weak as we look.