Jacard pushed with his wings towards that current. It picked him up and carried him. He relaxed and let the wind do the work. Once it died, he switched to another and then another. I am flying.

Ding. Ding. The bell chimed. Magma woke up shaking off the rest of her tattered and disappearing dreams. She shook her head and climbed out of bed, putting on a soft pink velour robe and matching slippers. The bell rang again—this time, more persistent. “I’m coming.” Milli, the Magna, opened her door to find Neferita ...

Dista stood at the rear of the amphitheater wearing one of her skintight leather outfits, a blouse, and capris. Today the outfit shined white; the blouse owned a deep v-cut. She enjoyed being the center of attention. Inside were Twenty-one Rakshasan, led by her son Rashala and fifty-eight wolf spirit walkers led by her other ...

Darkness and pain. That was all he knew. Was it an hour or a century? The pain subsided, and Jacard awoke from the dream. The first thing he noticed was the metallic coppery taste in his mouth. He attempted to open his eyes. They felt heavy and stung. He forced them open. Mili sat across ...

Jacard sat alone in a humongous cavern located deep in the mountain underground. The cave was the shape and size of a football field and very warm, borderline hot. It was next to other caves, with pools of bubbling sulfur and oils. Further down were rooms where streams of lava flowed, magma rivers of intense ...

Fifteen years had passed since Fixier had delivered the young Rakshasan child to Dista. He had found the right place. High up north towards a mountain range lived his prey. It was spring. The last snow had melted. Bears no longer hibernated. Additional animal life had returned. Birds sang their tunes in the trees. The ...

Several hundred feet under the Paris Catacombs, where millions of dead lie buried, existed another type of catacombs. Where the Paris Catacombs held the dead, these catacombs hosted the undead. The tunnels were vast and housed one of the largest vampire covens ever. The tunnels went on for many miles. Each had symbols carved in ...

“Stay close by, but do not enter the village under any circumstances.” Fixier walked down the mountain, across a ravine, and into the valley forest. Light from above dappled the forest bed. The interlaced canopy ensured the further in they went, the darker it became. Animal life filled the forest. Deer, rabbits, boars, and many ...

Forty Years AgoAlone on a high mountain top stood a man. He was not tall, nor short, neither big nor small. He was not distinguishable from anyone else. His face was plain with no facial hair. His eyes people remembered even though they tried to forget. They were a flat steel gray, a killer’s eyes, ...

The Last Sorcerer Part 1|Part 2 “That was an enormous risk, doing it that way,” Balanor advised. Lorindar had told him all the details. “You need to recharge. Here, pull from this.” Balanor handed him a brilliant stone. Was it a ruby or a diamond? It changed pending the light. He pulled from the stone. Mana ...