《Mixing Blood》7. An Invitation
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Meanwhile; a doorbell rang that shook the entire household still on shells from earlier encounter. Seth slinked up from the kitchen table in a tidy manor. At the door was an entirely too pale young girl in a soft lilac dress ending with the slight curve of her buttocks. Age undecipherable between eight and sixteen standing barely at four feet eleven. “Hello. I am Tsuki, Servant of Victor of the Vladamin Family. My master would like the pleasure to dine this afternoon with the Fangaria Family.” She spoke low, slightly audible and monotonously as if speaking to no one, paired with the lack of eye contact she could have been mistaken for a ghost.
“I’m Seth Fangaria and I’m sorry to inform you tha-”
“I’m the head of this family and I will be the one to respond. Its name is Nothing.” Alex somehow stood arm’s length away, yet so far away. “Actually,” an all too familiar voice came down the stairway; one deliberate step at a time. “I am the head of this family my dear little Alexander.” Unable to hide his hate Alex dug his nails so far into his palm, it stained the marble. Alex nodded to his father in a gentleman fashion dismissing himself when his anger was replaced with shock in two symbols.
“Daddy.” Every head turned, especially Alex’s searching for something that wasn’t there. It’s pupils was black like any normal boy. Seth was back. The one he hated almost as much as his father. His reminder. “Hello, Everyone,” he greeted the room. “Oh and tell you Master we would be happy to have him. Especially Elaine and my darling Alda Cassidy, “ he sneered at the reminder of what sweet Alda Cassidy represented.
“Thank you, Sir. My Master will be pleased.” She bowed 135 degrees revealing to Alex, Seth, and the King a plump little fruit. The king cleared his throat as they all watched the messenger part. Vessuillus cam up put his arm around Seth unusually fatherly. “Now, let’s all continue lunch and tidy prepare for this afternoon.” He parted with a challenging gaze matching Alexanders’.
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Defiance of the Fall
Zac was alone in the middle of the forest when the world changed.The whole planet was introduced to the multiverse by an unfeeling System… or God. A universe where an endless number of races and civilizations fought for power and dominion. Zac finds himself stuck in the wilderness surrounded by deadly beasts, demons, and worse. Alone, lost and without answers, he must find the means to survive and get stronger in this new cut-throat reality.With only a hatchet for his weapon, he’ll have to seek out his family before the world collapses… or die trying.
8 1283The Zombie Knight Saga
Death is coming. And he wants to help. The world of Eleg may seem like a normal enough place at first blush, but wade deeper into it, and soon the dark, the deadly, and the mad will begin to reveal themselves. But don't worry. They usually have a sense of humor. ((Ebook versions of the first four Volumes [138 chapters] are available on Amazon.))
8 84From the System with Love: A Quick Transmigration Story
User: What's a "transmigration"?System: I believe it's another term for "world hopping".User: Oh.... but I'm not world hopping, I'm fixing timelines?System: The author thought this sounded better.User: Eh well, they're the author so...wait, who do you love?System: ???User: The title says, "With Love", so who do you love?System: Ha. Ha. Ha. The author thinks they are witty.User: So you don't love anyone?System: This system is programmed to work.User: That's not answering my question.System: ...User, about the next mission...-------- Felicia died and somehow got selected for a job fixing dimensional errors. Helping her complete her tasks is a strange machine-like being called DARS. Follow her as she makes her way through 10 different dimensions and slowly discovers the real reason behind her "selection". -------- Author's Note: This is my spoof/homage to the Quick Transmigration genre. There is an overarching story (with the main tags being: romance, slice-of-life, fantasy, and comedy) and then "level" specific stories with their own genres and tags. To get an idea of what you're in for, please read the level below. Levels will (and have!) been changed to fit my mood, but their titles/themes generally remain the same. NO UPDATE SCHEDULE (sorry). A story I write when I need a break from other works. -------- Level 1 (Completed): How to Raise a Cold CEO - Siblings, Child-to-Adult, Slice-of-Life, DramaLevel 2 (Current): The Sins of the Mother - Fictional Medieval Era, Parenthood, Tsundere, Forever AloneLevel 3: The Henchman Demands a Raise - Childhood Friends, Genius, High-school, Rags-to-Riches, SuperpowersLevel 4: Demon Lord, Repent and be Saved! - Magic, Demons, Romance, Overbearing Love InterestLevel 5: Who Needs the Female Lead? - Romance, Modern, Slice-of-Life, Doting Love Interest, TragedyLevel 6: Matchmaker, Matchmaker, What Big Teeth You Have! - Dragons, Princess, Travel, Clingy Love Interest, Time-Loop, MagicLevel 7: Evil Step-Mom Retires to Eat Melon Seeds - Doting Parent, Fictional Ancient China, Absent Father Figure, Court DramaLevel 8: Join Demon Sect Today: High Pay, Fast Promotion, Best Benefits! - Cultivation, Asian Theme, Boss, Minions, Monsters, Comedy, Black-bellied Love InterestLevel 9: Trending: #hivemindwantsyourautograph - Sci-fi, Aliens, Invasion, Misunderstandings, Ambiguous LoveLevel 10: Dogs are More than Man’s Best Friend - Magic, Slavery, Beastmen, Nobility, Riches-to-Rags, Slow Romance
8 104I'm a Kitsune?
Waking up as a starving infant was terrible, but finding out I'm a fuzzball was probably the highlight of my day.Fox ears and a tail? This is crazy, but at least I get to do nothing but relax in a crib for days and weeks at a time! There are just a few problems...
8 170A dry land
Dry land is considered a cursed land. Luce, a young man, dreaming of having his own land when he grew up. He use his skills and knowledge to recover this land.
8 179Paint Me a Poetry
From here on out, paint me a poetry,That which to my life is symmetry. Let my despair bleed on its tree,Let myself to greed and hatred be free. A collection of random poetries this will be, Reflecting the withered happiness in me.Take heed then of what you'll see,For its my darkness trying to spree.Cover crafted by Dane Knight
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