I had to stop this. They weren't doing this of their own choice. I'm sure many of them would be incredibly embarrassed when they realized what they were doing. I stood on the chair of the throne and looked out over the crowd. Some couples had joined each other and were in a full orgy.I concentrated on the purple haze. I had seen the way Mr. Kline's magic worked. He sent out tendrils of magic from his body. Maybe I could project like that, too. I could go around and touch each one of them, sapping Karma's magic out of them, but there were a lot of people here. But first, I needed to start with the room.I opened up my magic. I couldn't see my own aura, but I could feel it. I imagined it like a vacuum. I pulled the purple haze in towards me and trying to suck it in my body. Slowly it moved. The magic felt strange. Powerful. This was the magic of a Force of Nature. It was way more than a goddess, like Juno. It had a sweet and bitter taste to it. It felt potent, like eating cheesecake.

A table cleared as the man was deposited on it. People gathered around.Liam pushed through the crowd to the table. "Granite, what happened?""The Grange is pushing back," said one of the orcs that just came in.I slid off the chair and limped forward. Brothers parted for me as I walked through them towards the injured man."On 54th, they were attacking a flower shop under our protection. We took them on, but they had something new. It was so cold and dark. Like a huge cloud. It took Trio.""What do you mean, took him?" Liam asked."It just swallowed him up. He was on the floor, not moving. Five of our men fled. I couldn't move. I was frozen on the spot. The cloud disappeared with him in it. Then people were firing, and I don't know. It was like time skipped forward, and we were under fire." Granite grabbed his head and shook it. "I just don't know."I reached the table. A man lay stretched out. His breath was shallow. Blood streaked down from his mouth. His torso was a bloody m

A brother sat down next to me. I casually looked over at him as I devoured a chicken wing. He was a giant. His jawbone was large, just like the rest of him. He was taller than Liam by at least six inches, but he was thinner. The muscle on him looked wiry. He was still attractive in his own way, but he didn't have the same charisma Liam did.I laughed to myself. It wasn't like orcs had charisma, but there was something about Liam that was amicable, downright kind for an orc. The others I had interacted with seemed harsh and blunt, but I couldn't blame them."Beloved, if you don't mind." He held out his hand to me."What's your name?""Troy.""Nice to meet you, Troy." I set my fingers on his hand and pulled some energy. He relaxed back in the chair. I continued with my meal. I finished another three chicken wings before I realized I was still pulling. His moans drew my attention. I think I pulled a little too much because he was practically humping the chair. I withdrew my hand qu

A figure clad in a pure white suit materialized in front of us. I don't know how long I stared at it until I realized he was actually standing there."Miss Grey-Hatfield?" The man said.I blinked. "Yes?"Liam turned to me. "What?"The man in white continued. "I'm Iridel. I have a few questions about your recent transactions pertaining to the contract of Angandriel.""What about it?"Liam looked between Iridel and me. "Are you talking to someone?"I turned to him. "Can you not see him?" I turned back to Iridel. "Can he not see you?"Iridel shook his head."Can you change that?"Iridel frowned."Please?""Fine." Iridel snapped his fingers.Liam's head snapped to the angel. A low guttural growl escaped him. Iridel ignored him."The questions, Miss Grey-Hatfield?""Go ahead."White smoke puffed in his hand, and a notebook and pen materialized. "Are you aware that your recent purchase has broken six of the magical laws restricting the actions of contracts to act without thei

I clicked down the steps of the stairs past the garage all the way to the hall behind the bar. I could hear the music thrumming through the walls. Tonight it was more like rave music. I guess bars had to change it up to draw different clientele every night.I slipped past the bathroom to the other end. The hall opened up next to the bar counter. Cherry turned and gave me a nod when she saw me. I smiled and waved. Everything inside of me wanted to duck my head and hide in a booth, but I couldn't do that. I had to be the face of the faction. I had to be the new face of the Ardor Brothers. I had to fight a grimace. This was a lot of responsibility.It was only eight, but the bar already had an excellent turnout. Not too many of them were brothers or at least not many of them were wearing their jackets. It was going to take me forever to learn all of their names and faces.The bodies jumped up and down on the dancefloor to the electronic rave-like music. I didn't recognize anyone just y