'Remind me again what the hell am I doing here? I felt like having some sort of Déjà vu for the second damn time.' Ash thought as he groaned and got out from the bathroom. The scene was very familiar to him. Almost the same as to what exactly happened before they went club.   Ash just hoped that this night won't turn into a disaster like what happened before.   Rose grinned as she eyed him from head to toe, admiring her creation once again.   On the inside he was wearing a dark blue polo shirt and the sleeve was rolled up to expose his elbows. The first two buttons of his shirt were unbuttoned to expose his pale collarbone. Over it was a black blazer with a silver lining of beads on its edges. The clockwork angel hung around his neck again as his accessory. The rest of them just loved it around Ash neck. Ash didn't really know why, but he felt that the necklace was giving him some sort of . . . protection.  

"A delightful evening to you, my beautiful Black Clan. On behalf of Lord Alexander, who, unfortunately, cannot be with us during this special moment, would like to congratulate everyone for a job well done. Especially the Fair Folk faction Clan, with Melo, the Queen of the Wausau , and Gwynn, the leader of the Wild Hunt, for controlling, managing and executing Phase 1 very well." Everyone gave a thunderous round of applause as they praised the success of Phase 1. After a minute the whole place went quiet once again when Melo continued. "Also, I need to announce to you, that in four days, we need to transform this place into an extravagant party." This time no one dared to speak, nor to comment as they stared at him in disbelief. They couldn't believe what their ears were hearing. They could understand if their boss was the one requesting a party, but with Mell, it doesn't make sense. "I beg your pardon, Melo. But what's

Ash didn't really realized how they managed to get out from the hall, go upstairs and stumble into a vacant room. It all happened too fast. Ash was slammed to the bed while Alexander was kissing him passionately. They battled for dominance but Alexander growled in victory as Ash finally gave in. Alexander quick hands quickly undid his blazer and discarded his shirt. Ash gasped as he felt Alexander hot hands roaming all over his chest, and it was soon followed by Alexander lips. He shivered as he felt Alexander hot and sticky tongue licking, biting and sucking him, making faint marks all over his chest. "Mmm. Maa—aah! Ahh! Don't! Oh!" Ash moaned back as his grip on Alexander hair tightened, which made the older man groan in pleasure, as Alexander went to lap at his right nipple while giving the unattended one a harsh pinch. Alexander pulled back as Ash gazed at him hazily, and felt his cock twitch at Ash half-lidded eyes, filled with pa

Luke and Ash, being of the same age, had never known anything other than war and the war lasted for another 16 years; until they turned 18 and everything changed again. Luke never spoke about what had happened between Ash and himself but kept the few moments he still got with Ash, the kindness in his friend that somehow had still survived, those moments kept him going. Everything else broke for the young man until there was nothing left of him, but those moments of kindness with Ash kept him from giving up. Right after they had been caught there had been months of torment, being broken and then healed again, where no one spoke Luke own name to him and if he said it himself he would be punished. After months he was in doubt what his name was. If Ash had not risked everything to sneak into his room, help him heal and tell him his name until they were both crying in relief and agony, he would till today not be sure what his name really was. Ash kindness over these

Alexandra couldn't and wouldn't talk even though a piece of her heart was dying each time one of her men was killed before her eyes. However, it was getting harder and harder not to break, not to give in. Her body and mind were always in flames, being broken and bent out of shape over and over again. She had never known pain like this; she had never known hatred like this. She was losing herself in the darkness, in the pain. There was nothing left but blood, pain, tears and an agony that knew no bounds. Base had become a land of pain for anyone different, anyone out of place. There was no light here any longer; what little compassion Idris had once held towards Black Wolf Clan was dead and buried. Authority rule was supreme. So why fight it? Everything was lost – the Black Wolf Clan had lost to Authority again and this time...this time they would be lucky if they would only be enslaved. Jones sought their complete destruction. Oh, Authority might keep a few Black Wolf Clan ali