An Unholy Anger

Vladimir was walking on a dicey path. One mistake was all it was going to take for him to lose everything.

Vladimir was battling against a being who would foresee his every freaking move. Vladimir knew that the witch who abducted his bride was an Oracle but not any ordinary Oracle.

Vladimir had encountered the bitch two times and in those times he had found very unnerving information about her.

Oracle's were known for their insanity. Foresight was a blessing and a curse for them. The power to predict the future drove them towards the edge of madness. Oracles could barely focus on the present, their minds were always tangled with visions of past and future. But the Oracle who had abducted Vladimir's bride was a sane one. Which made her even more twisted than any other witch out there. If that fact wasn't enough to fuck him the bitch didn't have a shadow. Before that Oracle Vladimir had only read about the legend of the shadowless beings who were considered a myth in the supernatural