SHORT SPICY STORIES

n's semen. They cannot be killed unless they are seriously mentally unstable (which is r

orde is li

where a Firne

f a Horde. A group of Kyriar

Above the Amethyst. She resides in A

e in a while. It's hidden in the real world and ca

u

. Oftentimes, I wonder if he'll be so intr

twenty feet away from me, l

hile leaving the other stretched out on the ground, both pulled apart t

to my face. On it is a drawing ca

t Azalea. And he's alrea

at him and wonder whether even no

e bastard-ass thinks her hour glass figure aut

uite th

tinues despite the fact that I'm ignoring her. "Your eyes tell.

shoulders at Loka, rolling up

shackles before standin

smoking frown on his face that could possibl

ding him from the sun, while he looks at me with narrowed

e very hands he use

," I te

ggishly-he obeys. "You do realize who

tead, hearing Loka guffawi

seeing how my last two words noted that I

es his hands to me, and I push the

e is; who he'll ever be

called; bane or hell

en ignored if Loka didn't

uck's

ffs. "Tha

lly make sure that the chain between Azalea's cuffs are tight eno

nd shove him to

wrapped around my wrist, clin

.t." Another silence. "Hm. How interesting." I'm still eager to

ter rolled behind your teet

would fare better tasting your ravishing sparks of deviltr

ast him, pulling him with the

lea is an offender

werful, autocratic society of witches

r vicinity, especially humans, until

ed at a wrong time-summer season-when Firnes prefer to c

captured Azalea instead with the hope that h

g the offender to Amperes, as his loyalist are still as fervent as they ar

n we'll journey through the Creeping Tunnels of Eyesrall that is underneath the Galla

't forbidden for security reasons, it would

ace of human would be the best option so as n

people from coming for me?" the man asks, and I

kness. What exactly would invite light in a p

nyone think we'd go thro

irnes, and we

me, looking at me. For some reason, that m

otally obstruct my view if

ore that one word at a time." I ignore him. He chuckles. "You know it

nearly shows up on my fac

shed? I shouldn't be. Not for any anyone. No

ner for god's