Thursday, April 26, 2018

Thursday Fiction 164: Parallel Slip

Welcome back to a new part of Parallel Slip, where we follow the adventures of Frederique through her slip in different parallel universes. 

Let's start right where we left off last week.

"You've been out for two hours," Amy said. "I was really starting to get worried. I'm glad you told me it would be a long one."
"I'm sorry," I said.
I took a deep breath. I was back to my dormitory room. I wondered why Amy was still here watching over me. I mean when I black out nothing much happens in this world. It might have been pretty boring. But I was glad she was here alone and didn't call for help that couldn't help.
"I recorded the time," she said. "That's what you do right, you record the time for every single one of them."
"Yes, I do that, I want to see patterns but I only have poor graphs so far, I'm not advanced enough in statistics."
"Well that's two hours and four minutes this time around," Amy said "how does if fit with your record?"
"For the regular black out, that's a pretty long one, I mean when I'm not starting asleep," I said.
"Right! Anyway, now that I'm sure you're alive, I better move back to my room and get some sleep. I have a lot of reading planned for tomorrow," she said standing up.

Follow my blog with Bloglovin
Find us on Google+

Wednesday, April 25, 2018

Wednesday Snippet 167: Blue Angel

Welcome to a new part of Blue Angel unedited, we start right where we left off last time.

“What about the angels?” Kamaril asked. For one thing was sure, there was no angel fighting with them, he was sure of it.
“They are all the same, come, I will show you,” the demon answered getting down the few steps closing the distance between them. Kamaril jumped on his feet helping his balance with his wings, pushing the guards around at the same time. He was already starting his revenge and it felt good. He just needed the long hair guy to be on his side and he would be out of here never to return again faster than they thought.
He followed the demon through the room, he seemed to be looking for something. The box were mostly felt with demons but from time to time there was a creature Kamaril couldn't recognise. It didn't bother him much thought, he just wondered if they were trying to revive the demons in the box but it didn't really make much sense. When they had been fighting, they were supposed to have all died, he was sure of it, they had been unable to cure themselves during the fight and even after it, it was still a miracle that so many of them made it out.
“See for yourself,” the long haired demon said stopping in front of a box.

Follow my blog with Bloglovin
Find us on Google+

Sunday, April 22, 2018

WeWriWar 249: Demon Soul

Welcome to a new excerpt of DEMON SOUL for the Weekend Writing Warrior and Snippet Sunday.

Brownie is a normal girl, or so she thinks. She likes to chat with her sisters about random things, she likes fashion and she is member of the fashion club at school. But one day, as her little brother gets really sick because of a curse placed on him, she meets this really strange guy who cures him absorbing the baby's sickness within himself. As he is about to fall from his new acquired fever, Brownie sees Yue's soul and immediately falls in love with him. But Yue is not a human, Yue is a demon.
Brownie and Yue will built their love story until....

Until Yue's soul is stolen. There is nothing left of their love. The purple light dancing in Yue's grey eyes is gone. Forever? Not quite. Brownie is desperate to find it back. And to get a soul stolen by demons, she needs to go deep into dark magic! But Brownie is not a witch, she is just looking for a spell powerful enough to bring her love back. When an amateur starts playing with strong magic without preparation and without caring for the consequences, things turn wrong...

Let's start right where we left off

Ayo looked interested at the passing images until Brownie stopped to a story called The Spider and the Moon Princess and read.
After a few pages, an image showed spiders leaving the moon with a lot of suitcases.
Ayokunle opened his eyes wide. "They do have a lot of suitcases."
"Didn't I tell you so?"
Brownie continued to read and Ayo yawned.
"Are you tired? We can stop if you want." Brownie asked.

Follow my blog with Bloglovin
Find us on Google+

Friday, April 20, 2018

Vampire Friday: Vampire Heart 169

Welcome to a new part of Vampire Heart unedited. Have you been bitten yet?Sign up to be part of our awesome Vampire Friday blog hop team! You know you want to!

Summary of the previous episodes: Viorel has been tortured by his supposed family who wanted to have him burn in the sun. Strangely enough the sun didn't burn him as expected but Viorel has no memory of who he is. Following the advises of his supposed father, he left Sighișoara and is now traveling to the West. After some skirmish in a previous city, he found refuge on a boat. Viorel is now in Vienna. The little problem is that the guy at the inn was a bit of an asshole and helped capture Viorel thinking he was a vampire, which he is but nobody needs to know. Now there is a huge man (which I call the colossi) taking care of Viorel and a priest. They brought a girl. Torture my holy water... Fail. Viorel managed to confuse everyone, now he would like to get out of here. But the girl seems pretty useless. They still managed to escape and he left the girl to the care of the boat lady before going back to have two words with his captors but his power of persuasion were failing him. The priest wanted to crack a deal but Viorel is not really up to help his enemies. He finally got some blood but he can't risk to stay in Vienna. He travel to Linz were he stays a bit to learn German.
Viorel wanted to go to Praha but redirect himself toward Augsburg instead where he wants to get a horse, except that the horses are a bit scared of his vampirism and maybe something else. Viorel is really not a horse expert. Then he comes into an altercation with couple of people, he wants some fear in his blood. The girl Viorel has found seemed to enjoy the game. Viorel prepares for the nightmares that come with a feast of blood, in a rush to leave, he cross the dukedom of Lorrain.
We introduced Sorina, three weeks after the beginning of Viorel's escape.
Viorel dreamed of Sorina and woke up not really remembering anything. Traveling to Paris, he arrives at "La cour des miracles". He is rescued by a stranger who turned out to be Nicolas Flamel, the alchemist he was looking for. Nicolas does some strange experiment without Viorel's agreement. Some people are looking for Nicolas's secrets. On the other side of Europe, Sorina awakes and Viorel's past in haunting him. Viorel discovered that he can change into a wolf but that's not the easiest thing to handle.

Now, let's continue with Vampire Heart, right where we left of last week

“Stay still, you bitch, I have men to introduce you to tomorrow, they have a lot of money and they want to have fun with you.” He had a evil look on his face. “But I come first, I don’t want you to stain their bed clothes with your blood.” He said pulling down on his trousers with one hand. It was the climax I was waiting for, he was ready to go and the thought of stopping him as already making the blood pump in my veins. I would drink his excitement anger tonight before having fear as a desert. The girl was already half cooked but I wanted her to fear me enough forget her hangover. I pushed the door widely open and entered.
The man turned around to face me pulling up his trousers to stand out of bed as I walked toward him slowly.
“Who the hell are you?” he said angry. I knew I had just broke his fun.
The girl was trembling on the bed, crawling away from him, pulling her dress down. It was lovely to see. I kept on looking at her ignoring the man to cook him. I pushed his coat away with my feet. I wasn’t in the mood to fight, I just wanted his anger to culminate. I wanted him to attack me, to give me a reason to take his life. Tears dropped on her cheek, I could smell her cheap flowery perfumed, the bottle had only be opened recently and the smell hadn’t evaporated yet.
“Is that her that you want?” the man said talking toward me. He was taller than me and thin, he had placed himself between me and the girl. His fists were opened, but his fingers were stretching as if he was preparing himself to squeeze my throat. “I might decide to let you have her, how much money do you have?”
I smirked at the indecent proposition, he was like my uncle, he felt that he was stronger and he would take everyone on to get want he wanted. He seemed angry to have be interrupted, I knew he was, he was pretending to be willing to find an agreement with me when all he really meant was to kick me out of here, taking the money at the same time if I let him the chance.
“Actually I came for you,” I said looking at him.
That was enough of a trigger, he jumped on me but I esquived letting my legs behind and as predicted in his hurry he staggered on it and felt laying on the floor. I turned around him and kicked him back down with my foot on his back as he tried to stand back up.
“What do you want from me? Who send you?” he said raging to be in an inferior position.

Follow my blog with Bloglovin
Find us on Google+