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The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Snickerdoodle
It’s not like Pipper to concern himself with things that aren’t any of his business. The rational part of his brain tells him to let it go and simply be thankful that there’s another survivor, but his heart is saying something else. Something questionable about what happened. And how Lucas managed to survive. He looked around and his head was spinning as time seemed to slow down. Slowing, slowing…and stopping. It’s Lucas, back leaned against the chair with stark blue eyes staring at him. Eyes flashing defiance. “Pipper, are you alright? You seemed tense.” Pipper laughs softly. “Maybe not. I’ve always disliked assemblies like this. We have had them since we were kids. And the normies always bullid us whenever we are at one, saying we don't belong there...” As the two conversed, Cecilli and Dalton watched how the two acted. It’s not just Pipper who has an odd feeling with this man. It’s how Lucas' actions had changed. His strong personality was charismatic before. Now he seems para
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The Secret Lucas is Dying to Keep
The shift. He’d been expecting it, but still Vernon’s stomach twisted and his head clouded, vision gray, for a moment. The ship left the natural gravitational pull from the random emerges of whirlpools. If he had been standing, the brief moment of instability would have toppled him over. Four shadows stood over the bow of the ship. The young man was sitting beside his sister, she was holding his hand nervously. His left hand was squeezed tightly, and he turned to face towards the Sorcerer he met in the kitchen when he searched for Yves. Leeno’s face was pale and sweat beaded on his forehead. His mouth opened, and he sucked in a deep breath. Leeno had never been in space before. His sister — the cook named Leona hadn’t either; she sat behind them, next to Vernon. Her breath puffed loudly. “Here,” Vernon said from Leoo’s other side. He held up a bottle of water. “It’ll help.” Leeno swallowed deeply and took the water with a grateful look. He drank a few mouthfuls and then moaned.
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The Seal
“I will go have dinner prepared and bring it up to your room. If possible, can you get Dalton and Pip too? Those two are still sleeping on the meadow, right?” “Sure, I will get them later.” The Sorcerer turned away and Kane went inside the bathroom. His head was swimming with too many thoughts. The bathroom was warm, a stark contrast to the rest of the house. He recalled the practice he had with the Sorcerers. How intense they were. He even remembered when Tahani yelled at him for being soft on the Sorcerers. So he used his power to drag all of them along to the waterfalls. A deep pool swirled, and a short waterfall cascaded from above. It was the voice inside his head’s idea, really. “Ingenious,” Kane whispered. ‘I am.’ The deep voice answered. There was what could only be a toilet in front of him, rustic as it was. Kane eyed it for a moment, reminded of porta-potties on Earth. It was a bit distasteful, and then he noticed the sound of water running through it. Self-cleaning
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The Time Is Near
He’s almost home when he hears the voices.It’s not like Lerroy to concern himself with things that aren’t any of his business. The rational part of his brain tells him to keep walking, while his feet choose that very moment to stage chaos. He finds himself slowing, slowing…and stops.It’s Lucas, back flush against the dank alley wall, eyes flashing defiance. “Good day, Lerroy. Can you please open the door? I kind of forgot my key.”Lerroy had seen that kind of look somewhere. The look on Lucas’s eyes gives him the chills, making him stiff. From the moment he saw walking past the fruit bearing trees, Lerroy knew Lucas changed. Just like Raphael. “Sure.” But he still humors him. But he doesn’t trust him, and Lucas knows this. If Lucas is really Lucas. For Lerroy, it’s a challenge. “Have you eaten?”Lerroy approached the door, and as he did, Lucas tried to place his hand against Lerroy’s shoulder. “Don’t you touch me –”“Oh, sorry.” The taller man steps back smoothly, out of the range
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The Twins And The Twin Gods
The setting sun transformed the waters of the sea into a vast ocean of molten gold, the sky painted with swathes of purple, pink and copper. Leeno took in a deep breath, the sharp tang of saltwater filling his nostrils. A warm breeze was blowing, ruffling his hair slightly and he closed his eyes for just a moment, savoring the feeling of it, trying to forget everything else but this moment. Even so, his mind kept dragging itself back to the Celestial being in his dreams. Blue eyes, hair that looks like a lion’s mane and then he was wearing a red and white tunic with a hint of blue. Leeno glanced at the woman beside him. His sister, Leona had taken off her sandals and she walked barefoot on the white sandy beach, pausing every few steps to wriggle her toes in the sand as if she was trying to get more sand in between her toes. Her face seemed to mirror what he felt inside, a keen determination to just not think about other things, to cease worrying about what had happened and what wo
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The Mated Ones
After hearing what Pip had said, Dalton wished he didn’t ask. Betrayed, shocked and baffled was an understatement at that point but he had to wrap her mind around this. Because one, Pip isn’t a liar. Two, he also did notice the changes in Lucas. “What do you mean? As in… Is Lucas not really him? But a creation of the Dark Druid? A creature called Golind? A giant morphed with darkness?”Pip nodded grimly. “Yes, the creature consumed them and maybe he has the power to mimic the beings that he consumed. I noticed how odd Lucas was. Like he wasn’t himself. And that night at the school, while he was guarding everyone — especially the gate when the dark creatures attacked. All of my hypotheses were proven to be true.” “Then what are you still standing here for! A creature created by the dark druid is parading here and we don’t even know it?! Let’s go tell the Supremes now!” Dalton slammed his hand against the marbled tiles. Pip grimaced. “You know that this place — the Sorcerers has a cl
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The Rise of a Giant
And suddenly, there was a sudden recoil and Fraco found himself being pulled into an infinite vortex. Like he was standing still, yet his soul was up in a different dimension. And all he could see was stars. “What is happening? What is this?”‘Relax your soul.’Fraco and his soul were dragged into a different world. And what he saw when he opened his eyes was otherworldly.A scenario so familiar that he had seen before. Where the sun and moon and stars can be seen together. Where there is darkness and light. He was in the twilight zone once more. And he saw two beings standing face to face.One is familiar to him for he had seen and dreamt of this majestic being so many times. A man of white gold, brown, and red appeared from the rumble.The man was wearing a long robe which dragged against the clouds. It has patterns of fire embroidery on its smooth silk. The man's hair was long and coarse and it dragged along his back. From afar he looked like a graceful lion wearing a mane.Rowan
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The Feast
Golind closed his eyes, willing his own heart to slow down just to release more of his power to give life to his master. “I am willing to give all that I am, just to see you rise to glory again… my Creator.” Little by little, the barriers begin to break. Cracks on the first barrier appeared, soft light peeking in through gaps in the barrier, letting light inside and on the second layer. “Come on!” Golind screamed, his face contorting, his cheeks sunking and his eyes were losing light. Losing life. He kept releasing Golden dust until it penetrated the 2nd barrier and ultimately destroyed the first one. As he kept destroying the barriers, the golden dust began to destroy the cave as well. The dust following Golind’s will of destroying the entire place. The ground began to shake, the earth trembling. Were it not for the strong foundation of the cave, the roof would have given in and fallen minutes ago.“I am the son of Jutrude. The commander giant, the dark Druid’s creation. The p
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Fuck With Air
“What?” Bosy asked.“I need some fucking air,” Ken said, tracking Donghae’s movements across the ballroom.“Balcony, out that way,” Bosy said and gestured with his glass. “Leave Hero with me?”Ken scoffed and then pushed Meer up. He took Meer’s hand. He barely managed to smile at the men he passed on his way to the balcony. He kept Donghae in his line of sight, and made sure that Donghae saw him slip outside.The balcony was large, and there were already couples around it, engrossed in each other’s bodies. Ken led Meer to a shadowy nook created by two columns. He held him tightly and took shuddering breaths. “Fuck, this night is just getting fucking worse.”Five minutes passed, and then Donghae appeared in front of them. He lit a cigarette. Ken grabbed his arm, and practically threw him against a column.“Ow, Ken, that hurt,” Donghae said and rubbed his shoulder.“Tell me. Now.”Donghae’s eyes flicked to Meer. “I’d rather not.”“Trust me. It’s alright if he hears.”“I don’t trust slav
Nevermind Part II
Ken frowned, but Meer smiled. Another kiss. “There’s a predator in the form of your best friend coming up on us fast.”Ken sighed and pressed his forehead against Meer’s.“Might Ken!”Ken turned around, keeping Meer pressed against the wall. Bosy wore a black suit, shirt and tie. All five of his slaves flanked him. They all wore tight white pants. Bosy grinned at him. “I didn’t actually think you’d come.”“I had incentive.” And just to piss Bosy off, he asked, “Where’s your wife?”Bosy’s eyes narrowed. “Probably on her back with one of her lovers.”Bosy had done the proper thing. Married a girl, sired an heir, and then set them up in a separate estate. It made Ken sick. He was expected to do the same thing. And before he was thirty.He sighed. “Sorry, Chunnie. I’m in a bad mood.”“You’re in a bad mood? With Hero here? You’re crazy. I came over to get a closer look at him.”“You’ve seen him.”“Not all dressed up,” Bosy said with a leer.Ken shut his eyes briefly and then moved to the s
Nevermind
Ken groaned when something dug into his side.Someone chuckled above him.And then lips pressed against his neck, traveled down his shoulder.“Ken, you have to get up. I already have coffee ready. Don’t you want coffee?”“What time is it?” Ken mumbled.“Eight fifteen.”“Fuck.”“Like I said, you need to wake up.”Ken rubbed his eyes and forced himself to sit up. His whole body hurt. “Fuck,” he said again. He tried vainly to remember what appointments he had today.“Where’s my cell phone?”“Nope. You are not calling in,” Meer said. “Yoona already called when you weren’t there at eight. She told me to remind you about the Choi deal.”Ken shut his eyes and feel back to the bed. “I hate dealing with the Choi’s.”“Do you like dealing with anyone?”Ken opened one eye and grinned. “You.”Meer blushed and looked away.Ken tugged on his arm and Meer let himself be pulled. He curled up against his side. Ken leaned down for a kiss. Meer smiled against Ken’s lips. Ken’s fingers found the hem of Me
Sleep For Life
The guy clicked his tongue at him. “You’re a terrible liar.” The drink arrived and the guy sipped at it. “My name is Aiden.”“Now who’s the liar?”A hand settled on Ken’s thigh. “What if I told you I wanted you to fuck me? Would you think I was lying?”“No, but no thanks.”“Oh, come on. Let me be your angel for the night.”Ken froze, and then shut his eyes in defeat before turning to look at the guy. He smirked and downed his drink.“Come on, Might Michael,” he said, proving he knew exactly who Ken was. “Let me take you to heaven.”Ken let him take his hand. He led him through the club, past drugged out bodies moving to a steady beat. They entered a dark hallway, and as they turned corner after corner, went down a set of stairs and then turned more corners, Ken started getting nervous.Finally, he stopped and opened a door.Ken entered a sparsely furnished room lit by a single bulb. Couch, table, a couple of chairs. As soon as the door shut, the guy was pressed against him, laying bit
I'm Not Ken
God, he hated the Senator’s parties. It was less a dinner and more of an excuse to get drunk, show off and trade slaves.At precisely nine, Yoona buzzed him. “Ken, I’m sorry, but Lee Sungmin refuses to talk to me anymore.”“Patch him through, NaNa.”Ken lost himself in work.At eleven he was considering going home and taking a long lunch. And then Yoona buzzed him again. “Bosy is here to see you.”Ken shut his eyes and sighed. “Send him in, Na.”Bosy sauntered in, once again dragging the tall Doushiten named Justin behind him. Bosy flung the kid onto the floor, and hooked the handcuffs to the arm of the chair.“Hey, Yunnie,” he said.“Bosy. What do I owe the pleasure?”“Just bored, thought I’d visit. I’m going to go use your bathroom.”Ken studied Justin. He didn’t look up, head lowered. More bruises and cuts covered his back and neck and chest.Ken spared the bathroom a glance and then rose. He moved around his desk and sat in the chair. Justin flinched, but didn’t pull away, when Ke
The Senator
They finished the run in silence, Ken contemplating that. It wasn’t until they returned and Meer dropped to the floor to stretch that Ken asked, “Why haven’t you killed me and made a run for it?”Meer had his legs spread, almost in splits. He leaned his upper body to the floor and stretched his arms out. “That would be dishonorable.”“Why?”“Okay, so it wouldn’t be. But it’d be stupid. Because honestly, where am I going to go?” He lifted his legs off the floor, moaning, and Ken had to swallow against a sudden dry mouth. He could only imagine how stretched Meer’s quads were right then.“You’re staring.”“You’re flexible.”“Part of the training.” Meer sat up, winked at him and then lay on the floor. He pressed his hands flat by his head and then pushed his body into an arch. “You should be stretching after a run like that.”“Probably.”He kicked his legs up, effortlessly moving into a handstand. He held it and then bent his knees. He did a couple of pushups and then let his feet fall to
It's Saturday
Meer woke him up at five-thirty.“Fuck, Meer, it’s Saturday.”“I’m sorry, Master. Is there a different time you’d like me to wake you up on Saturdays?”Ken squeezed his eyes shut. “Just later. Eight or nine.”“Very well, Master.”And then it registered. Ken sat up. “Meer?”Meer turned at the door and lowered his head. “Yes, Master?”“Stop it.”“Stop what, Master?”“Stop that. What is wrong with you?”“I don’t know what you mean, Master.”Ken growled, stood up and stalked over to him. “Knock it off.”“If Master would tell—”Ken grabbed his shoulders and pushed him against the wall. “Don’t do this, Meer.”“Do what, Master?”Ken pulled him back and then slammed him against the wall again. “Don’t.”“Why not?” That defiant look was back in his eyes. “Because you said so. Master?”Ken sighed. He moved his hands from Meer’s shoulders and then put them against the wall. He let his arms bend until his forearms rested against the wall. Their bodies aligned. Ken let his head fall to one of his a
No Idea
“What?”“Justin. It’s Justin.”“What’s Justin?”“Bosy’s …”“You know Bosy’s new slave?”He nodded. “We were … not friends. More like rivals, I guess.” Meer sighed and sat up. He played with the buttons on Ken’s shirt, not looking him in the eye. “Our families were allies. Our kingdoms shared a border. Justin and I are First Sons, heirs to be king.”Ken gasped.Meer smirked. “I know, right? Hence the irony of life, thing. Anyway. Our rivalry mainly stemmed from our birth status. Technically, we were the same rank, but Justin was a First Child, First Son, and I had eight older sisters. But I am older than he is. It seems stupid now, but then, it mattered a great deal. We competed in fairs and mock battles and for women.”Meer stopped, finally met Ken’s eyes and then climbed off his lap. Ken followed him into the kitchen. “I always mocked him. Told him one day, he’d be my slave and he’d have to wash my feet while I sipped champagne from his family goblets.”When he started making tea, Ke
What's A Justin
“I’m not here for me, Yong. I don’t know if rumors have circulated yet, but I bought a slave and he needs clothes.”The man’s eyes narrowed. “There are stores for—”“Considering his status as my first slave, I decided that he should only have the very best. I can’t have him running around looking like an uncivilized foreigner.”“This is completely unprecedented.”“Yes, I realize that. But I’m sure you can find a way to compensate the inconvenience.”“Of course, Might Ken.” And Ken was certain there’d be a hefty “service charge” on this final bill. “We’d be happy to supply you with everything he needs.”“Thank you, Yong. He needs everything, all the way down to socks and underwear.”He called over a couple of other associates.“Hero, stand up,” Ken said, voice shaking when he said ‘Hero’. Meer stood immediately. One of the others took Meer’s measurements and Yong shouted at the other one to start taking clothes to the dressing room.Ken and Meer locked eyes. Meer had that look again, t
