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King of the Seditious Costs
RADIX MALORUMThe demon was pacing his cavernous chamber. Gray robes hissing over the ground. His angst apparent to anyone that entered his den today. He had no patience to spare anyone.He looked up at the yellow skinned ogre standing in his doorway. Pointed ears and pointed teeth made him distinctly unappealing to look at. “Get me Chavias!”The warlord, Radix’s favorite prisoner, had mentored the boy. And Radix wanted him back.Want to rip him apart for his defiance.His traitorous nature.Radix had inspired many a human to turn on their own kind to do as he bid.But never, never, had a little human turned their back on him and walked away as easily as that one had.An adept killer, no doubt.He should be killing for me. Not killing my armies.“You sures you see him, Master?” Okine asked in his broken way. He’d long since turned from being human and his original language had become somewhat lost over time.I don’t need him to talk. Just to do what I say. And Okine was an apt command
King of the Seditious Getting to the Crux of it
“How long will you keep killing my patrons?” Dimurah countered his statement.Endlessly.“Forever. If warranted.” He shrugged. “But we both know this,” He vaguely gestured around the alehouse. “Isn’t why you’re upset.”It’s the same reason you’re always upset.Glancing to both sides she saw everyone else had lost interest during their whispered interchange. That was typically when she’d be more inclined to have real conversation.She’s not going to relent until she admits why she’s really so pissed off at me.She’d only dropped hints about it previously.She tipped over the counter again. “We both know exactly why I’m so mad at you!”Then just say it.“You can’t be hurt forever.” He leaned closer. The tips of their noses brushing as he returned her heated glare. Teasing her lips with a quick sweep of his as he tipped her chin by lifting his.“Will you change?” She moaned breathlessly. Before shaking her head quickly and fixing an angry glower on him. Annoyed at her weakness.She’s not
King of the Seditious Speak to Me
“Hello Murah.”Blue eyes roved his face lovingly. “What is it? Is something wrong?”Not when I’m here. Just being here in her hut, in her room. Surrounded him by her smell, her warmth...Her presence.“No, Murah.” He shook his head. “You’re beautiful.”“I missed you.” She whispered breathlessly. Her eyes blinking sleepily.She’s not fully awake. Knowing that made him sad because he knew what’d happen when came to full wakefulness. It was highly tempting to take advantage of the moment.Too tempting.He pressed his lips to hers and she hummed and folded her body against the side of the bed to draw nearer him and met his kiss. Her tongue dancing with his. He delved into her honeyed sweetness. Tasting each corner of her mouth as if it were new. Feeling her in the same way he yearned to be back inside her.Something she’s been withholding for far too long already.“I missed you too.” He confessed rising.“Don’t go, Jax!” Her small hand shot from under the blankets to catch his wrist.He lo
King of the Seditious Bonds Too Close
“Chavias didn’t punish me.” Savage argued.“But neither of you talked much.”“We didn’t need to.” Savage sighed. “We were two animals of a breed. We understood each other as best as anyone could. He was the closest thing to a father I ever knew.”“Did he love you like you love him?”“I don’t know if I’m capable of love. I don’t know if he is.” He said thoughtfully. “I’m not sure what it feels like. I think he probably did. As much as anyone could…” He paused before adding. “I’m hard to love.” He turned his head to look at her pointedly.“You’re not hard for me to love.” She reached to caress the blonde hair near his forehead endearingly. Making the wooden kill beads in his hair rattle together.“You use the word so flagrantly.”“Only in reference to you.”“That’s not how you act in Winter’s Haven.” He murmured.She acts like a viper in a den.“I have to protect myself!”From who? Them or me?“No, you don’t.” He looked forward again. Stating it as fact.“Because you do?” Her voice rose
King of the Seditious Surrender to Me
His stomach clenched as he arched up.“Do it.” She ordered in her sultry female voice.“No.” He forced himself back. His head thudding to the ground so he could watch her. “Not until you do.”He followed her vicious lead. Guiding her hips more roughly forward and back until there was a sheen of sweat coating her body. A rivulet trailing into her cleavage and down her soft belly. Her fingers were flexing into his chest as she gripped him like searching for something to cling to. He flexed his ass to lift higher into her until he felt the barrier of her furthest entrance.She tossed her head back. Red hair falling down her back in a curling mass that brushed his fingers on her hips. Her breasts jutted. The pink crests turning to hard pinpoints. Her inner walls clenching him like a hand massaging him. Growing fiercer in its grip as she came closer and closer.“Give it to me, Murah.” He growled. “Give your body to me. Surrender.”***“I…I…” She was breathing raggedly. Making those beautif
King of the Seditious Confessions
He could feel her frustration, knowing he was considering leaving.“What?” She sat up behind him to demand. “Rushing off to your other lover so soon?”He gritted his teeth. His eyes flicking over his shoulder to give her an icy blue look. “I am faithful to you.”How quickly she’d returned to the former subject.“You’re a killer.” She argued.We both know that.She said it like an accusation. As if that unconscionable behavior was evidence that he wasn’t loyal to her.I suppose in her mind that makes some semblance of sense.“A cold blooded one.” He agreed tonelessly.“You’re ruthless and brutal.”When necessary.“Without blinking.”“You never listen.”Not when I have good reason not to.“No, I don’t.”“You do whatever you want.”I wish I had such freedom.He tossed her another look. Profile outlined starkly in the darkness. “I do nothing I want. I do what I must.” It was the one point he would argue aloud.“Which is?”Nothing I can tell you.“Too complicated to explain.”“Because I’m
King of the Seditious Saving a Firoque Barmaid from Me
Blue Lark, Dread HideoutSavage sighed. Relieved to be back through the gates of the Blue Lark.And away from the demons for a while.He strode the inner courtyard. Hearing the haggling from the Trader’s Market to the side of the fortress. Women’s voices raising commandingly above the rest.That made a slow smile curve his lips. Dimurah’s barmaids are now some of the most vicious hagglers.Especially Adrea.Belline, the blonde, was usually too busy trying to peddle her other wares to worry about the Trader’s Market.He stepped into Winter’s Haven and smelled the aroma of fresh wood, ale and…Dimurah.I miss her scent when I’m away. He took it in like a drowning man’s first breath.Then he caught the acrid stench of something else. Cimmerii. His head whipped.A demon in The Haven?He proceeded into Winter’s Haven. Heading for his usual spot on the corner of the counter where he had the best vantage point to see the whole tavern. His eyes roved upward to see the high support beams. Quick
King of the Seditious Outwitted
Peak Mountain, Black Mountains, Battling BorderCHAVIAS“Chavias…” Radix, the Demon Master’s crooning voice called through the cavernous lair like a dark wind.The former Forever Knight rose from his sparse cot and walked to the barred door of his prison cell. “What?”“You should know…” Radix teetered side to side, his arms outspread like a child mimicking flight. “I’ve found your boy.”“Savage?”“But of course…” Radix’s arms dropped to his side, and he gave a toothy, triumphant grin. Revealing his pointed teeth overlapping each other to close the jaws of a wolf trap.“And?” Chavias asked. Feigning boredom as he turned and wandered back to sit on the side of his cot. Eyeing the dank stone floor between his feet.“Libby is already there. I’d hazard a guess she’ll get a chunk out of him before he makes her.”“I wouldn’t bet on that.” Chavias lifted his dark head. Black hair and beard catching bits of meager light as did his gray eyes to make them glint maliciously. “He’s the instincts o
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