《The war of the Gods》Reece ( Part 3)
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Reece didn't have to guess where Jason was. He heard the Tv behind him as he entered the dark room with the black walls and metal band posters scattered across the room. When he first saw Jason's new project, he remembered thinking the landlord would have a field day repainting the room. Now, though, now it seemed fitting. Reece closed his burning eyes in an attempt to sooth them then made for the open window leading to a fire escape that took him up to the roof. It was where Jason hid from the world. He could smell the scent of cannabis as he ascended the two floors up. Jason watched him as Reece took his place next to him.
Jason puffed on his joint then held it out to Reece looking across the city.
"I don't even know why I continue smoking this shit. It does nothing for me now." Jason admonished after a little while. Reece scoffed at this taking a puff himself. That was where Vampires differed from other races. Reece was grateful for that. It would take a lot to affect a vampire. They were more affected by blood and what was in that blood so they'd hunt in bars and nightclubs in search of the highs they enjoyed as humans. Toxicated humans got vampires tipsy. Drugged humans got vampires high.
"It's definitely not for the taste..." Reece said with his breath held so that the joint could have maximum effect then passed it back to Jason.
"Nah. Remember those brownies Jamie made..." Jason let out a little laugh.
"Yeah. He called them happy brownies." Reece giggled at the memory.
"Then dad found one and.... and..." Jason's face twisted in pain. Blood tears welled up in his eyes and Reece's own eyes followed example instantly. His arms wrapped around the younger man, pulling Jason's smaller frame against his chest.
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"Jason, you couldn't have done anything. What happened happened..." Reece cooed stroking through the straight black hair soothingly.
"You're wrong. I could have saved them both." Jason whispered against Reece's shoulder puffing away.
"You really think they would have enjoyed their immortality as vampires? Coming out as gay is vastly different than coming out as a whole new race. They had a good life. They have three beautiful boys that will carry on their legacy.... well, at least one of them will. " Reece spoke gently, choosing his words with care. The last part made Jason scoff a little and Reece was certain there was a tiny smile on his face. After a moment Jason pulled back and lifted his eyes to Reece.
"Will you go? To the funeral I mean? Please? For me? Jamie thinks it's best we ... keep hiding what I am." His voice broke. Reece couldn't say now. He examined Jason's face in the dim lights of the city and his own softened in response then he nodded. He cupped Jason's face between gentle hands.
"I will do whatever you need me to do. You only need to ask. I'm always here. Always." Reece whispered. They were now so close that Reece could smell that metallic sweet smell of Jason's blood tears. It was alluring.
"I want you to kiss me. I want to taste you. " Jason finally said. Reece bit into his bottom lip as desire filled him and his lips hasitated no longer. They found Jason's and a sharp slice of Jason's fangs turned the kiss bloody. Jason moaned instantly at the taste. Jason must have know... there was something more than human about Reece... Only Jason knew....
"Jay? Reece? Are you guys okay?" The boys pulled apart sharply and moved a few inches from one another on the ledge they sat on. God this was frustrating. All he wanted was some alone time with his vampire lover.
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"Yeah..." Jason called back as they heard the click click click of footsteps on the steel stairs leading to them. The two exchanged one look and Jason quickly reached out to wipe some blood from the corner of Reece's mouth just in time for Jamie to join them.
"I come bearing gifts." He found a place beside Reece letting his own legs dangle over the side. "Conner's watching football. " Jamie's face scrunched up as he held a bottle of honey whiskey and Jason smiled, reaching past Reece, deliberately brushing his waist band as he did so. Tease. Reece half glared at him then was handed the bottle. Reece took a sip then folded his legs underneath him. Jason moved to lay down, his head on Reece's thing. Conversation turned to the past and all the good times that the little family had shared. Jamie's head found Reece's shoulder and as they shared a whiskey and far too many joints they also shared their sorrow...
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Tur Briste
A Druid cultivation novel. Borrows concepts from Wuxia and Xianxia but using Druid myth and lore. More on this at the bottom. Crow is son of Maddox, a Druid with an ancient bloodline and a people with a story spanning toward the beginning of time. Cursed, unfated, and a heap of bad luck have brought him only pain and suffering, but nothing will stop him. Nothing can stop him. A son of Maddox doesn’t bow his head. A son of Maddox understands that only a man with roots, with something to lose, will fight until the last drop of blood leaves his body. The Draoidh were once a proud people. They were both respected and hated for their form of righteousness. Power wasn’t something they gained through the might of their arms, but through intelligence. Their fall was all the more disheartening for the weaker cultivators. The tens of thousands of years that followed… chaos reigned. They forced Draoidh until most fled to the lower realms, nearly wiped out and exhausted. They went into hiding and became known as the Druids of the Oak. The Druid Order wasn’t the powerhouse it had been, and only nine of the major clans survived the calamity. Their bloodline weakened, as well as their prestige. Even the remaining clans fought amongst each other. Already on the decline and near extinguished, the Maddox clan can only struggle for survival, but their foundation wasn’t a joke. Weakened, but not weak. The other clans will understand this difference soon enough. Tur Briste, the Shattered Tower, awaits Crow’s ascension. Reaching the upper realms is only the first step in reestablishing the Draoidh. The Druids of the Oak remembered every betrayal and grievance, and they’ll return to power and reclaim what once belonged to them. The upper realms may have forgotten, but the Druid Order has not. Please Note:1) This is harem story. There are only a few chapters with sex, and it’s not a focus of the story. I’ll only add graphic sex if I feel the story needs it, so not gratuitously. Either way, Crow has several women. This is in line with Druid/Celtic history, and harems/reverse harems were an accepted part of their culture. Further, they had open marriages, meaning the man or woman could end their marriage at any time. While it was still a patriarchy, women had almost equal power. They were a very progressive culture. 2) There is a period of a 30-50 chapters where Crow loses the ability to cultivate like a Druid so he adopts an eastern body cultivation method for a while. This is temporary, but some people feel it’s misleading, so I am pointing it out ahead of time. I promise, the Druid stuff comes back, and 90% of the lore/myths/creatures/gods are all related to Druid/Celt/Irish/Scottish history. 3) I use many original names, most of which are in Gaelic or Irish. In the story, I refer to this language as Ancient. I enjoy all kinds of folklore and myths, so I encourage you to google those original names as they arrive. I give some background on them at the end of the chapter in my author’s note. 4) I use Ogham runes a lot, these are like the Druid alphabet, and they based each rune on a sacred tree so they also have symbolism associated with them. Again, feel free to google that too. It’s pretty neat stuff. Quick Translations:Draoidh = DruidTur Briste = Shattered Tower or Broken Tower Release Schedule:As of Oct 1, 2021- 3 chapters released every Sunday (May have up to two bonus chapters)- Side character chapters… this might be bonus chapters I release through the week. So they won’t count toward the 3 chapters on Sunday.- Please understand I work full time, have two kids, and can’t spare as much time as I’d like toward my writing. Maybe in the future I can switch to doing this full time, but for now 3 chapters is a comfortable pace for me. Lastly… I very much appreciate all my readers and thank you for allowing me to entertain you!
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