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The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Map
Ueda flicked his fingers and repaired the balcony door. Athena’s arms wrapped around him, long nails scraping across his stomach.“Are you sure you’re alright?” she whispered.“Yeah. Fighting vampires is never fun.”“You’ve done it before.” It wasn’t a question.“A few times. But only when I have to.”“How old are you?”Ueda laughed and turned in her arms. He spread his wings and flew them up in the tree. “Old enough.” He was kissing her before they hit the hammock. But just as her nails scratched across the skin of his lower back, there was frantic knocking on the door.“Damn it,” he muttered and pressed his face into Athena’s neck.“Time out,” Athena said.Ueda flew down to the door. He opened the door. It took a lot to surprise him, but the elusive Matriarch of the Korean vampires standing at the door was enough to render him speechless.“Your Excellence,” he finally said and bowed.“Bosy. Where is he? Is he okay?”“He’s fine. He’s in his room.” Ueda stepped aside. Daniela flew pas
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Rooms
And then there was Bosy, a vampire that no one could figure out. But Jun highly doubted that Bosy would offer himself up as vampire dinner just to cause a distraction.There was a tug on his brain.Don’t even think about it, Jun said.What? I’m giving you access, so you can see that I didn’t do it.Jun held his eyes for a few more seconds. He could feel that open abyss in Yamapi’s mind. I don’t need to check.Jun turned back to the others. “No one leaves. You understand me, Ryo, Shige. No one. Corral them in the mess hall or something, but no one leaves.”“What about your call to kill?” Shige asked with a frown.Jun smirked and tossed a mental note to every vampire that they were grounded until dawn.Ryo laughed. “Yes, Dad.”“I’m sure you two will find something to do with your time,” Jun said with a look at Jenni. “We’ll be back before dawn.”“You might want to splint that wrist, Pi,” Ryo said.Jun looked back at him sharply. “You’re hurt?”“Someone threw me against a wall.”Jun grab
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants House
Ueda rolled his eyes. He nudged Alta’s ass with his foot. “Go take that into your room.”Alta flipped him off, but supporting Francel and still managing to stay attached at the lips, Alta stood up and carried the weak werewolf back down the hall.“You should still be sleeping,” Alta said as he laid Francel back in bed.“I know, but you left and I was cold and I couldn’t get comfortable without you.”They rearranged the blankets, and comfort came after Alta curled up and laid his head at Francel’s shoulder. Francel hugged him, face buried in his hair, fingers playing with the edges of his wings.“I love you,” Francel whispered.“What?” Alta said, propping up a bit to look into golden eyes.“What do you mean what?” Francel asked, looking away.There was silence as Alta stared, eyes taking in the downward look, the biting of the lower lip. The frown.“You mean it?” Alta said.“Of course.”Alta reached and touched Francel’s cheeks, turning his face so their eyes met. “Say it again.”“Isn’
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants She's Just Human
Rachael took deep breaths as she headed down the hall. As she opened the door to bosy’s bedroom, she thought she had prepared herself for what she would find. Her whole body froze, watching the two naked bodies on the bed. bosy’s mouth was attached to the elf’s neck. She shut her eyes and listened to sounds, inhaled the sweet scent of elf blood. When they opened, she found herself paralyzed by bosy’s stare. He smiled, licked blood off his teeth, and then turned his attention back to the squirming body beneath him.Rachael made a hasty retreat and leaned against the door. She took deep breaths again to hold back her tears and stalked back down the hallway.“They’re busy,” Rachael snapped.Jun’s eyebrows rose at the tone, and Rachael swallowed. Fuck. Jun pointed to a spot just behind him, and Rachael went there and dropped to her knees, head lowered.See? Jun said to Yamapi. Fun.Out loud he said, “Okay, well, I guess he doesn’t necessarily have to be here.”“Ciel Karhillaz!” Francel sh
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Who Would We Tell?
“I know you’re still here. Where is everyone else? I know that Jun and Yamapi came into the building. And your werewolf, where is he to protect you? Maybe I should go and pay him a visit, since you seem to care more about the girl than you do him.”Alta shut his eyes in an attempt to keep his breathing under control. He couldn’t feel this vampire, or see her, or hear her or anything, and she didn’t say anything. Fuck, Alta thought. Calm down. Francel has Wimer Aslix and Rachael and a couple of those other vamps up there with him. He moved closer to the girl. All he had to do was touch her and disillusion her.A foot away he hit a wall of air.Fuck again.He lost control when something that felt like claws dug into his neck.“Nice try, faerie.”With the last bit of strength he could muster, Alta threw light around the room.The hand released him and there was a tiny scream and then more screams. Alta landed hard on his knees, eyes focused on the girl. He crawled to her, the barrier gon
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants The Reason
At almost midnight, Bosy stared into the apartment from the balcony. None inside could see him. Even Francel hadn’t sensed him.Francel and Alta Presion were curled up on the couch. Ciel Karhillaz sat in the arm chair, eating ice cream. Wimer Aslix wasn’t in the living room, but it only took a moment to find his aura in their bedroom.Their? Bosy smiled. Yeah, theirs. He doubted that Wimer Aslix would go back to his and Francel’s room, and hell, even Alta Presion wasn’t using his room anymore.Only once during the height of the sun at noon had his skin prickled a bit. Bosy was pretty sure the only thing he couldn’t do now was fly. And considering how fast he could run and how high he could jump, not being able to fly hardly mattered.He took another deep breath. Just being around them was going to endanger them. Not from him, but Jun would not, would not, just let Bosy threaten him like he had.Bosy tried to convince himself that Jun would see sense, realize that Bosy had no desire at
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Lose Sleep
Francel held Alta’s body close. The faerie was breathing, but each breath came as a rattle. His skin had gone cold. So very cold, and yet the edges of his wings continued to smolder, like dying charcoal. Wimer Aslix kept a hand on his arm, sending him bursts of energy. Ciel Karhillaz had his arm around Francel’s shoulders, and when Francel couldn’t look at Alta anymore, he shut his eyes and leaned against the young zombie.“Come on, Francel,” Wimer Aslix said. “We’re here.”Francel very carefully carried Alta across the courtyard. A few reporters asked some question.Ciel Karhillaz said, “He’s just sleeping. We’ve been working hard for our debut.”And then they were inside and at the elevator.Ueda and Athena, Hiel and his human, Tegoshi and another faerie, who was introduced as Nimro, were in the hallway waiting for them.“I am so glad you guys are here,” Francel said.Ueda nodded. “Now that I see him, I’m glad you called me. He needs light, fast.”“Fuck,” Nimro said.Ueda shot him a
The Forgotten Land: The Return of the Giants Short Notice
“Okay.”Bosy sighed and tried to relax.========Francel stared at Alta Presion for hours, counted the breaths he took, measuring each, making sure they were stronger than the one before. He now knew how Alta Presion must have felt when he shifted early. Francel held his hand, and pressed kisses to his forehead and his palm.Alta suddenly coughed. Hard, body shaking. Francel watched him, scared. A bolt of light shot from Alta’s other hand, burning the headboard.Francel called for Ueda and ducked away from another stream.Ueda ran in, took one look at him and cursed in Japanese. He immediately threw up a shield of air around Alta as more light flew from his fingers.“Damn, Heechul.”“What’s wrong?”“He’s rejecting our light.”“And that means –““That means only the bastard that took it can give it back.”“Fuck.”“Yeah. I have him stabilized. As long as that light weave stays around him, the light has no choice but to go back into him. It will keep him alive, but … shit. I have to go f
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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
