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The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The Creation From The Dark
Lahdia felt her senses spinning, dizzying and bringing her to close and downright delirium. She was being pulled by the hair, the creature's hands were made of metal and its claws were sharp and had blood on the tips."Please, no!" She screamed, tears were streaming down her face as she tried to wiggle out from the grip of the monster. She winced as numbers of hair were being ripped off from her scalp.The creature was huge --- eight feet tall and was wearing a Kabuki mask. It dragged her against the cold floor. And when they passed on a darker room, all the hair on her body stood up when she saw numbers of human remains, bones laying there."No!" She screamed and wailed, her voice was already hoarse from too much crying. "Please! I'll do anything, anything!"Suddenly she felt a tug against her scalp, and she squealed and winced as she was hurled in the air and thrown like a piece of garbage."Ugh!" She groaned as her body bounced and rolled on the damp floor. Her body hurt so much an
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants There is No More Peace
The Commander in lead of the fifth troop---Kris Haris raised his hand, ordering his men to stop on their tracks. The trails of the creatures led them to the nearby countries of Lithuania. Not only are the creatures going in a single direction, but the legions of monster making mayhem are heading to the East. Mainly towards Latvia, Belarus and Russia.There were fresh trails of blood and embers from the creatures left residue on the land. The troop leader removed the protective glove from his hand, and he laid his palm against the ground to feel the land.He took a pinch from the ashes mixed with blood, and rolled it against his two fingers."We're heading to Latvia." He said, voice firm and strong. He stood up and gave the signal to the messenger. Haruhiko, an excellent Sorcerer, was in charge of the communication. He trained the main Homing Pigeon of the troop, whistled and called for the bird to deliver the message to the great Supremacist.The pigeon landed on his shoulder and let
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Birth To An Heir
Back in the Fortress of Khalantrophe, luscious grass and tall trees covered the fields. The area became a sanctuary for people and animals alike. Mindoro is known for its vast marine life and beautiful beaches and islands. Not only that, it is known for its indigenous people as well. The few known caretakers of the endangered species... the Griffon.A few of Theal descendants that were sent to the island of Mindoro never left and their numbers grew. Some of them married the locals from the island, while a few decided to find someone outside the island then came back from time to time.Oden Theal, was one of the few who married a local. A beautiful woman named Anastacia. Just like the flower, the woman was beautiful and charming. She had black long wavy hair that reached down to her back. Soft round face and almond shaped eyes. Her pinkish lips smile beautifully, and when she does her eyes shine with happiness as well. She had fair skin, but was relatively short. Oden was a foot higher
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Birth To An Heir Part II
Loud cries woke her from her deep slumber, and when she woke up her head was spinning and her vision was nothing but a blur. The unnamed child she gave birth to a few hours ago is beside her, crying in hunger.The baby was still covered with blood, and only Anastacia’s shirt covered him from the cold winds.Weak and exhausted, Anastacia forced herself up and picked up her child for him to suckle and feed. She lifts her shirt and lets her child latch on her tender breast. She looked at her son that was still covered in blood, and tears welled up in her eyes. Her baby boy looks so much like him."Oh... Oden."She sobbed and cried. Tears fell down from her eyes, down to her cheeks and on to the head of her son. Memories filled with horror and terror filled her and made her want to crash down on the grass filled ground and let out all her sorrows.She remembers it clearly. She still hears the last words uttered by her one true love before he was completely devoured by a savage monstrous b
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Act Now, Young Man
Landon was pacing back and forth, his forehead was scrunched and his brows met unpleasantly. He can't seem to settle down, what's worse, is that he heard it from a source as well---Tahani. Rasmus on the other hand looked blankly on the screen in front of him. He stared at his laptop, trying to absorb the request of the great Supreme Sorcerer.'Kane needs to fight with the Sorcerers, now.'It was a sentence long, yet they cannot absorb the gravity of those words just yet.Rasmus can't stop fidgeting, the heels of his right foot continuously tapping against the floor. He let out a long and lingering sigh before calling Landon, who was in much worse shape than he was. "Hey." He called, and his voice was filled with tension. "Can you stop that? You walking back and forth, making all that noise is not helping my nerves."Landon looked at Rasmus with venom in his eyes, and was obviously offended by his best friend. He stopped on his tracks, before walking closer to the other male who was si
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Go Now, Young Man
"I was hoping you'd remember me, young man." Theodore said with a genuine smile on his face.Kane examined the old man's features. The old man's rounded face and deep eyes. He remembers his face, as there's a tingling sensation on his chest right after he sees the man. Kane knew the man had no ill-intention... but something about the old man made him feel sheer discomfort.Only when the boy noticed burnt marks on the man's hand --- an important memory flashed back from almost eleven years ago --- did his memory of the man completely resurface.The young man remembered the fire. Six days. Six whole days and bursts of flames still combusted from different parts of his body. Day in and day out, he can feel extreme and unexplainable pain in his whole being. Fear consumed him, and he felt truly alone and scared and angry with the man wearing a blue tuxedo. He's angry with the world, but mostly he is angry with himself.His father ran to him on the first day of the fire, panicked and only
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Run, Young Man
Sorcerers who were experts with creation and weaponry all gathered in the Forest of the Zodiacs. The forest was huge, bigger than the Amazon jungle but it was a gem hidden from the maps of the Earth and cannot be traced by any of the satellites. For it was too sacred to be known by man.The natural riches of the land was enough to feed a whole country of different harvest. But, the fruit the trees bear cannot be consumed by humans. As the soil the trees grow from is mixed with the remains of the Celestial beings. The soil itself is a treasure. It shines gold from a distance. The Golden dust that reminds the Supremes of the beauty of the Celestials.The tree that grows has markings on its bark unlike the regular trees.It happened once, a Supreme became too hungry and was too lazy to get food from their satchel. He grabbed a fruit from the tree that glows golden at night, and when he took a bite and swallowed --- he glowed and his body exploded.From then on, the fruits from the trees
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Darkness In His Eyes
The Sorcerers could only stand and fight to not let any more creatures outside of their area of protection. They stood still on the borders and chanted and prayed for the last Celestial to give them strength to fight.In the small island of Mindoro, the Sorcerers have no other choice but to wait and remain strong. Until the much needed help they wish for arrives. Half of the citizens escaped while the other half perished.The defense team summoned a new type of barrier. One that glows in gold and white. Though the barrier is still on its experimental stage, it was stronger than the previous one. They remain strong as the creature bangs and pushes against the thick barrier. They stand strong and try to resist as the vile beast pushes through. It's troubling how much the creatures have grown, an obvious sign of how many people they've slaughtered and ate.It was only a single six foot monster before, now not only did it multiply in numbers but also its size and is much stronger."Concen
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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
