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Hazel Witch And A Druidic Werewolf A HILL OF MORTIFICATION
Fear overtook her at the sight of the unearthly creature, cheeks hollow and eyes dim. The face of the creature was pale with sharp fangs jutting from it’s mouth, the few strands of hair that stood on its skull moved as though they were in water, the strands where thick and strong like a thin wire. It’s eyes were dark with a little yellow circling a tiny pupil. The limbs long and thin and its claws as strong as bones pierced Iva’s jaw. Iva froze as a pang ran by her brain, it was something pulled out of the nightmare of seven year old Iva, something long buried and never to resurface. She shrieked as her hand grabbed the bones strong claw and her feet backed up for balance. 'I ought to rip your head off you good for nothing!’ the voice came through her with a lot trembling that weakened the detective. ‘Dejavu’ a weird sense that this had occurred before hit her. She needed to get out of there, she forced the fingers away from her face, pushing with every strength she could moister but
Hazel Witch And A Druidic Werewolf REUNION, GUILD RULES AND A BOUNTY HUNT
“YOU won’t want to go down that path Iva”. Dury told her and Ruyd had a cold expression on his face, her first thought was that they’d laugh at her. “You got it wrong… I wasn’t… I didn’t…” she shook her head at Draco. He wasn’t mad, wasn’t amused, he was confused. Aria folded her arm and cocked her hips, “Come on Dury, you always scare the suitors away” she nudged Elvy. “Same goes for you tiny”. Sheer looked a bit worried “I don’t think it’s a good match, I’ll go with Dury”. Iva shut her eyes and heightened her pitch. “I wasn’t staring, I was lost in thoughts… Any ideas what we are going to face?”. “Typical bounty hunt chase, reward is for the smartest and strongest”. Iva looked to Draco, she wasn’t so much in book smarts and being strong used to be her forte, along with guns but she wasn’t sure much about her ability in the Court. ‘Weak human! How dare you disregard my power!’ Uhki shrieked in her ears and her arms flew up over them. True, she had Uhki and so even without Draco, she
Hazel Witch And A Druidic Werewolf THE DOORS FOR OUT BOUNTY
He moved along the stone cut stage, it had carvings of strange runes that occasionally glowed a faint purple. Iva folded her arms, in a world where the High Lords should completely be aware of the unease, he seemed to carry on normally. What was his ambition? Why did he create the cave? What’s his story? What is his goal prior the incoming war. All these questions flooded her brain, it’d give Uhki a nose bleed. She fixed her eyes suspiciously on Genesis, she was tensed. One thing Devin told her was not to let her guard down by a suspect, try to find how cunning they are, never let them outsmart you. She had met Draco however and he neither denied nor admitted to his crimes. He came in raw without a word, killing and just full out rogue. He was one of the many people in this puzzle of a court she was curious about, his drive.She took her eyes to peer at Fab who seemed straight out concentrating on Genesis’ narrations. ‘Their determination… life and death… killings, what did the East
Hazel Witch And A Druidic Werewolf THE HAZEL DRUID LAKE RIEGEL
‘THE bonus round is too tricky, it’s not your usual bounty, and there is no avoiding life being lost’. Iva looked to Fab, nudging him by the side. “What happens in the bonus quest”. Fab sighed “I lost a cognoscente to the bonus round, it’s about 30 years now but I certainly recall the dread”. Iva hardened her expression, Fab was as old as Draco, she would want to ask in a different atmosphere about his age and how age worked for them. “What happened?”. Fab gripped his fist tightly, “The bounty deals with out-of-control mystical beast terrorizing small towns, large forests, and deserts”. “Our deal back the were Sand Dribers of the North. The Tin Hana Rain desert”. Fab’s words were edging on disembodied. “A rain desert?” Iva whispered and he hummed. “Uh, disclaimer… it’s called rain desert because moving within is a blood bath. Powerful thirsty dribers lurking around, super-fast, direct. Got a memorabilia on my neck”. Iva swallowed hard she couldn’t survive it, he had a grim expressio
Hazel Witch And A Druidic Werewolf A ROOM FULL OF RIVALS
'IVA let me handle this. Uhki told as he took control of her being long before she could react. Had she known she’d be saying goodbye to keeping a low profile, she would have lowered her tone from the onset of the purchase. The Lady at the table pulls out a little bottle of clear liquid and looks right and left. “Hey young druidess” the lady whispered, she had her hand on the mouth, eyes peering into Iva’s “This is the real deal, I’m sure you know that. It’s not something an apprentice should be gulping down”. The men around laughed but not a word from Fab. “Madame Klati” Uhki spoke and the lady gasped, she wondered how Iva knew her name. But the medallion spirit could see right through her. It became no shocker when Madame Klati realized Dury’s words on briefings about the years' candidate, the cart owners, and the briefing officers were all workers for the bounty setup. ‘One of the candidates possesses the medallion, keep an eye out. Uhki didn’t mind revealing his identity to an off
Hazel Witch And A Druidic Werewolf GOLDEN HOUR BEFORE THE JUMP
IT was nice to see some familiar faces, Sede and Ruyd stood all geared up and giving her batch and update. Ruyd started, “For everyone new to this, there is a time limit. A week at most but as usual we have strong warriors that could end a hunt within three to five days. You have equipment and rooms at your disposal, to secure your hideouts from the enemy. The troop you are against is called the Crying Jaguars”. The hunters began to murmur amongst themselves. “As I thought, we are going against a group, but from the felines… jaguars… that’s a bit difficult”. Fab took his hand to his chin as he thought, “Let’s hear it all, maybe there would be a way to avoid head-on combat”. Iva told and he nodded still brooding.Sede opens up a roll of paper and clears his throat. “A message from the Lord Genesis, ‘The Jackals have been interrupting my convoys on the valley leading to the North. I spoke with the High Lord of the West and he said he had nothing to do with their rascality. So this is a
Hazel Witch And A Druidic Werewolf SAILING ON SAND, BOUNTY DAY ONE
“IVA! Iva can you hear me wake up please”. It was quiet besides the voice yelling her back to cognizance. The room was damp and stuffy. It was dark with little sips of light from the broken wood. She looked towards the man who spoke as he called to her, she tried to make out his face, his white hair. She took her hand up to feel his ears. “Draco” she whispered. “Iva?” he grabbed her arm, “Can you hear me?”. She made out his face as red eyes met her and instant awareness of their situation hit her. She sprang up and the weight of vertigo railed against her skull. Eyes wide and in pain she tried to make out the words “Fab… where are we?”. She looked at him as he smiled weakly “Somewhere safe for now, good to have you back,”. He told her and rushes away. She turned about the place, it was very quiet, too quiet. She pulled off the duvet cover he had laid out for her. The room wasn’t four-cornered, it was large and somewhat spherical, padded about with irregular planks, brick walls, old
Hazel Witch And A Druidic Werewolf BOOK OF DISAPPROVAL, BOUNTY DAY TWO
FAB staggered back looking at Iva, it was her body but the expressions weren’t hers. She stood up from the bed and sauntered towards him, her face devoid of smiles and her eyes dull. She carried herself with a presence likened to aristocrats or wealthy women and her hair, she played with as she moved. “Where’s Iva? I didn’t know this was possible…” he started as Sien took her hand to his shoulders, bringing it down to his chest she smiled. “It’s been a span since I felt this. How cruel was divinity to me!”. She swooned and took her eyes up at Fab, Hazel watching his red. “You are hungry, very hungry”.“Why are you out and not Iva?” he furrowed his brows at her and she absently ripped the left of Iva’s top with unfathomable strength, revealing a large portion of her skin, Fab’s eyes fell on her skin lustfully and Sien inhaled seductively through her mouth. Fab looked hurriedly away, his eyes faint, they were dull, he had lost a lot of blood from battle but he hid them from Iva with cl
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