The sky rumbled and lightning flashed ominously, I knew what was coming and we needed to get the hell out of there. Taking a deep breath I pressed a kiss to her forehead and muttered. “Trust me when I say, I truly hate to break this up, but we need to leave now!” I said, causing her to withdraw from me. She gazed up at the sky and directed a frightened gaze at me. “What is happening?” “More of him coming for my ass,” I said and got up, reaching for her wrist. I drew her close to my body and added, “I know of a place we could lay low for a bit, and I need you to hold onto me, link your mind with mind, and portal us there.” “Portal? I have never tried that before,” she said as she searched my gaze with widened eyes. Cupping her lovely face, I said, “Trust me, you can do it.” She swallowed and nodded. “Tell me what to do,” she said. “Hold on to me, I will link my mind with yours and you will take us to the place you see in mine,” I replied. She nodded. The grounds started to s
A moment later, Saraya appeared, tying another sheet around her body and over one shoulder – toga-style. I trailed my eyes down her body, feeling my body grow hard for her. "Dane?" she called out. Her voice was soft and hesitant. And I could see she was carrying neatly folded clothes. I thought then she must have brought me a change of clothes. Naked and all, I went to stand behind her, slowly snaking my arms around her waist. She stiffened and then her body relaxed against mine. I nozzled the nook of her neck with the tip of my nose, drawing in the scent of her freshly scrubbed skin and trailing my lips down the slope of her shoulder and then up to the base of her neck. "I brought clothes," she said in barely a whisper. "Mmm…" I grunted, slipping my hands into her wrap to cup her breasts. "I don't need them though," I rasped. "Oh!" she gasped as I lifted her up and took her close to the side rock, making her press her open palms against it. I slipped my left knee in between h
“I am a messenger!” “You took the wrong job!” I thundered, the mountains shook and shimmers of sand sprinkled over us. Saraya’s fear was palpable so was the Djinns’. “I had no choice!” “When next you have a chance to breathe air into your fucking lungs again! Ask questions!” I gritted with clenched teeth and said the last part with my hand aflame. It cried out withering in pain. “Don’t kill it. We could use it!” Saraya said. I ignored her. I was too enraged to think and I have no idea why I would need a Djinn. I heard Saraya whisper and I knew it was an incantation, I jerked blazing eyes at her and she quickly shut her eyes and continued to mutter. Soon enough I was clenching nothing but air. I growled out loud and she used both of her hands to cover her ears. “I was going to kill that!” I snarled. “Calm down please we need it. I will explain when you are calm,” she whispered fervently. I took steady breaths and the scent of blood assailed me. Lowering my gaze, I saw that my
“Great!” Saraya said as I walked out of the cave, holding a bunch of snake plants. She had teleported us to a cave in the Southlands to get the tropical plant. “The last thing we need now is Struthio Camelus and I can make the amulet!” “Camel bird?” I repeated. “Yes!” “And what would you need that for?” “I need the skin to use as a durable leather to hold the spell! I could have loved to use a diamond, but I don’t know where we can get one big enough to use,” she said. “I have diamonds,” I said and watched as her beautiful eyes widened, and excitement danced in them. “How come?” she asked, frowning. “I am immortal, and it is the most effective means of buying things?” I said, slowly as if I was speaking to a simpleton. “Of course you do!” she said in exasperation as she folded her arms against her ample chest and glowered at me. “Let me guess, you also have gold coins stashed somewhere in unlimited supply,” she said. I grinned. I know she was being sarcastic but it pleased m
I woke up sometime later with the cabin smelling of smoke, sulfur, death, herbs and lingering, sweet fragrant plants. Saraya was not by my side and her side of the bed had grown cold which meant she had been up for a while. I could perceive her in the house, she was just not by my side. I had grown used to waking up to the warm feel of her body and the lack of it made me quite irritable. Grunting, I got out of bed, found pants to wear and headed out barefooted. A frown furrowed my eyebrows when I found the entire kitchen area covered in smoke, but I could see her clearly, standing behind the kitchen counter. The entire work table was littered with plants but when my eyes settled on the diamond rock I had given her with the snake plant, I knew what she was up to. There was also a glass gourd which I knew witches often use to hold enchanted substances, herbs or trap spirits. My eyes slowly lifted to her and she looked at me with a wide grin that wasn't hers. Her eyes were pitc
With the newly made charm necklace around my neck and the pendant tugged under my tunic, we headed out to town. Saraya was so excited she portaled us to the hem of the woods leading into Daekrahm in the North-central lands. The North-central lands are basically the land of clan rejects Werewolves who have gone rogue, the undead – nocturnal creatures of the night, banished dwarves, witches and generations of demigods with no magical talents who are now plain stray humans. Creatures who are natural enemies, cohabiting, with the sheer need for survival. But the Werewolves or Shifters as they are also known are the majority and it is in their nature to form packs, consciously or otherwise, making them the dominating kind amongst the others. Lycans have impressive numbers too, but not as the werewolves. No thanks to my kind. And the weather was quite conducive. My kind thrives in cold weather and the plain was plunged in constant snow. Also, Helios, the sun goddess, simply refused
“Um… Are you alright, lad?” Gloringreag Horncoat asked wearily. I stood back and removed my charmed necklace, watching his eyes bulge as he stared at me. Winking at him. I wore it back and handed him the paper I had written our list of supplies. He lowered his astonished gaze at the paper and then up at me. Saraya walked in behind me and his eyes darted from me to her and then back. “Saraya, my mate,” I introduced. Saraya simply nodded at the shorter man. His face suddenly crumbled and catching me unaware, he ran to hold me by my left leg. “Thank the heavens! You can help us!” he cried quietly. “Help you? From what?” I said, lowering my gaze to the small human. “The shifters! They want to take over the territory and charge us taxes for protection!” he replied in a rush, gazing up at me. “Shifters?” I repeated “The ones you call abominations!” he replied hurriedly. “Abominations?” Saraya repeated. I growled. “Werewolves,” I scoffed under my breath. “That is funny, shouldn’t
" "Um… will you let me down?" Saraya said close to my ear. I turned my eyes to her. "You holding me up like this doesn't quite scream 'fear this witch'!" she said through gritted teeth. I wanted to throw my head back and laugh. She glowered at me as if she could read my mind. I smirked instead and slowly lowered her to the snow-covered ground. But I placed my hand against the small of her back, silently letting her know to stay by my side. The wolves growled, snarled and stalked forward, prowling as they spread out surrounding us. A loud cry rang from the town and then several howls. The loud animalistic cry of dominance rented the air. The witch laughed. "Looks like you two were trying to run off. Tsk tsk tsk, I thought we made it clear there would be no desertion...." the witch said, conjuring fire and using it to create the symbol of witches, causing it to surround Saraya and me. I saw her eyes widen when neither of us flinched. "Who are the 'we'?" Saraya asked, placing her ha