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The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Off to the Land of Sorcerers
The expression ‘waking up on the wrong side of the bed’ had never been more apt for Fraco than it had the next morning. He tossed and turned on his bed throughout the night until finally falling into exhausted slumber in the early hours of the morning.They’re about to leave. Yet, he was having a hard time going through his morning routine.When his eyes had cracked open under the insistent pressure of sunlight streaming into his room, feeling like shit was pretty much an understatement. He had staggered to the shower and after stripping off his clothes, he had stood under the full blast of water, trying to force himself into some semblance of consciousness.It took him the better part of half an hour before he began to feel even remotely human, or at least, human enough to stagger out of the shower, dry off and dress. Even so, he felt that bone-deep exhaustion in his limbs and his eyes felt sore, tired and slightly painful.Maybe it’s because of the nightmares.“Enough, Fraco,” he to
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The Last Attack on Nakoir
Pipper’s shoulders tensed and a nervous chuckle came out of his lips. “Ye—yeah.”Dalton chuckled softly. “I understand you, bud. Just… remember to talk to me whenever you feel alone, yeah?”Pip took a deep breath, trying to steady his nerves even though his mind was gibbering just a little. “Thank you.”“Give it time.” Dalton was staring into the distance, seeming as if to be staring into the depths of his own memory. “Even the half breed named Johnas had a hard time trusting the power inside of him. But you know what I like about him?”“What?”Dalton smiled. “Even though the normies hated us, at school when everyone was attacked, he helped who he could. He has this unwavering will to protect those who are weaker than him.”He sighed and glanced at Dalton. “I don’t know if my heart or intentions are as pure as Johnas.” Pip admitted, as he looked down on his hands.“You have to be patient with this sort of thing.” Dalton said. “Everything has a purpose. It may not be crystal clear now,
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The Last Attack on Nakoir Part II
If he had been forced to choose a sound to describe what happened next, the closest would have been a swoosh, perhaps; and as that sound began, that globe of fire suddenly exploded into a large ball of fire that enveloped those creatures, throwing out waves of blistering heat even from this distance, and then, they began screaming as the fire consumed them. He concentrated again and a whirling globe of fire surrounded them, containing the flames, trapping their writhing forms within as they thrashed and burned within that blast of flame.When their cries faded away, when the fires had burned out, leaving piles of ashes in their place, only then did he release the barrier of air that had sealed them away.“Impressive though perhaps a little inefficient,” A cool, calm voice noted.A man appeared from the mouth of the passage, dressed in white tunic. The fabric reached down to the ground, and a dark and grim expression loomed on his face. Fraco, Kane and the others could only see a shad
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The Two Centaurs
Even so, Fraco could tell that Lerroy was slowly getting winded-out after receiving loud attacks. The sword he summoned from the ground had chunks and dents. Fraco had tried to distract The dark druid by throwing a whirling globe of hire at him but he swatted it away as if it had been nothing but a mere annoyance.One glance from The dark druid and the ground beneath Fraco had suddenly exploded, tossing him into the air and against the wall. He looked on in dismay at the battling duo and his heart sank.The dark druid was simply toying with Lerroy.He tried to focus again, tried to conjure up another ball of fire to blow him away, but his thoughts were fragmented, disparate and nothing happened.‘I’ve got to do something!’ Fraco thought desperately and he rose to his feet and began running towards Lerroy, in the hope he could help the half breed.It was a stupid move but he couldn’t think of anything else he could do instead.The dark druid’s eyes flickered over him for just one momen
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The Elvin Boy and the Sorcerer
It feels as if everything is a dream. The war. The blood. The creatures of the dark and now…‘Half breed!’“Elvin boy, wake up!”‘Huh?’A voice, a loud irritating voice. “Open your eyes and wake up!”‘Fraco?’“That’s it, open your eyes and look at me. Breathe — breathe!”He opened his eyes slowly. The picture — the world where his nightmare begins and ends but then begins again in a loop. A world of torture. A world where he sees his mother getting killed over and over again. The world was slowly coming back, stitching back together.“Fraco?” Lerroy croaked.His throat was completely bruised, damaged in places where The Dark Druid had squeezed so tightly. Fraco had to repair that damage, easing the swelling, reducing the bruising. The young man followed the voice’s instructions.And it was the first time he used the Breath of Life. Fraco looked down on him with such a big smile on his face. “Hey there… Welcome back to the land of the living.”“Hi.” He croaked out."How are you feelin
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Sphinox, the Second Creation
“You cannot judge me, you do not have the right to judge me!” The Dark Druid screamed like a deranged man. “You — the ones who call yourselves Centaur's and gods of man should be judged! Why would you create life when you only plan to take it away?! Why would you let humans feel love if you only let them die in their lover’s arms!”Fraco and Lerroy witnessed how The Dark Druid slowly burned inside the globe. Yet there was a cold smile on his face.“You will all be judged, along with me.” There was a loud chiming sound and he flexed, and with a resounding crack, the globe of fire vaporized — vanishing and only embers of the fire remained. Flicking, disappearing. Faded into nothing.Dah laughed as the Centaur's were blasted away from the shockwave. “I had always loved theatrics.”The Dark Druid stretched lazily and the crooked smile on his face darkened. A burst of golden dust circled in his hands — in unfathomable proportions. Not only that, but it had traces of black dust.A stark bla
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Sphinox, the Second Creation Part II
It’s been years, at least, since Vernon had been the one playing on the field. The last memory he had of this investigation kind of thing was when The Chosen one was 7 years old. It was when he and the other elders discussed it was best for the boy to be homeschooled.Less risk and exposure. Somehow, the elder felt like he was in his 30’s again. He even wore something that resembled a uniform.“Here”, Yves says, brisk, no nonsense, and Vernon reminisces the days the two of them teemed up. Yves always had a certain flare in him. The voice he uses in meetings, fingers laced, eyes cool, the tone he employs to get men at least ten years his senior to do his bidding.And knowing Yves, he really does the job. Like how he managed to get the PSG fellows to talk.It’s resolute, incontrovertible, and Vernon doesn’t bother resisting when Yves presses a Kahr Arms P380 gun into his hands.Now he remembers it. The man with him is used to seeing dead bodies at his feet. A man who is a part of the da
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Sphinox the Second Creation Part III
The young man commanded the fire and it exploded in front of Sphinox. The shockwave created a strong force — making her lose footing. “You cheat!” Sphinox screamed, and her voice was hoarse and terrifying as three different tones of voices came out of her mouth. “There’s more where that came from!” Fraco created another ball of fire — blasting it against Sphinox. The beast used the sword to protect her face. The embers of fire chafing and a portion of the sword. She opened her mouth and when she did, a thick black goo appeared. Fire, bones and teeth came out. The sound Sphinox made as she heaved was deafening and eerie --- sending chills to Fraco and Lerroy. Lerroy was about to attack, getting tired of just standing in line and waiting. He lifts his arms, ready to launch with his sword, but then Fraco raises his hand and stops him from doing so. “What?!” The half-breed asked, a bit annoyed. “Wait.” Fraco warned, lowering his hand. “She’s transforming. I’ve seen this happen bef
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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
