Demon Prince Vorakhar
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2025-05-19 17:11:37 +0000 UTC View Post
There was an unintended consequence to equipping Nessa with both the Twilight Crown and the Aureate Master.
The intention had been to boost her critically low Ego score. At a mere 8, reflective, no doubt, of her cracked confidence and inability to wrest herself away from her angel dust habi...
2025-05-19 14:37:40 +0000 UTC View PostEclavistra was gone, her fragrance fading, the warmth on her side of the bed turned cool. Vic stared sightlessly at the subtly glowing azure pool that filled the center of her cavern, its waters gently eddying and casting rippling reflections endlessly across the rough ceiling. His hands hung bet...
2025-05-16 17:29:10 +0000 UTC View Post
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2025-05-15 15:46:51 +0000 UTC View PostThe figure that stepped through was clearly kin to Eclavistra and Vorakhar, but substantively different. He towered at almost seven feet, his gleaming ebon horns adding another foot beyond even that impressive stature, and his raiment spoke of inexpressible refinement.
Despite his fear, des...
2025-05-15 15:45:50 +0000 UTC View Post
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2025-05-14 16:51:25 +0000 UTC View PostThe moment Harald sat down a wave of exhaustion washed over him. The scales had healed the damage, expunged the infections with the Fallen Angel’s might, and even now Sam’s Guardian’s Mantle was enhancing his resilience and gently mending what damage remained in his soul and body.<...
2025-05-14 16:40:22 +0000 UTC View PostHarald ran for his life.
His lungs stewed with infection, and his every breath was a gurgle. His throat was closing up and his body was drenched in a fever-driven sweat, while his vision blurred so that the hallway slipped and swayed before him.
Shock. He felt numb, overwhelmed, and f...
2025-05-13 17:18:54 +0000 UTC View PostThracos surveyed the dungeon chamber, his heart beating steadily, powerfully, vitally.
Here it was, at long last.
And Harald hadn’t disappointed.
The young man stood over a dead Thought Reaver, killed it seemed with one blow by the glorious Artifact he held lightly in one fist...
2025-05-12 16:11:22 +0000 UTC View PostLord Rowan Thorn peeled off his gloves and held them out so that some servant or other could take them, then raised his chin so a second could unclasp his cloak. The Council Meeting had been interminable, with every fool and their inbred cousin needing to bleat their opinion to the heavens, even ...
2025-05-09 16:35:44 +0000 UTC View PostA great weariness befell Harald as he walked away from his friends. The austere and bleak chamber reminded him of the terror and fatigue he’d felt the first time he’d explored this level, and the endless flight through darkened corridors and into life and death battles with the scarecrows. He...
2025-05-08 17:32:22 +0000 UTC View PostKársek had set out the artifacts in neat rows when Harald and Sam returned to the group. Anna had drifted off despite the discomfort of her ornate plate armor, head simply tilted back against the wall, while Nessa remained curled up on her side, though whether she slept was impossible to tell. 2025-05-07 16:34:52 +0000 UTC View Post
“Vic, no!” Harald stepped before his friend, cutting off his line of sight to the demon. “You can’t mean that. You don’t—this isn’t—”
“Darling.” Vic was amused, exasperated, and wry all at once. “Come now. You’ve seen her hips. Those thighs? How is a poor boy to re...
2025-05-06 18:33:54 +0000 UTC View Post“It’s an absolute debacle,” murmured Snarri Blind-Eyes as he strode into the Council Basilica alongside Lady Melisende Celestis. “I haven’t seen the like since the Extraction League provoked the first Shuddering.”
Lady Melisende kept her features schooled to noncommittal calm as...
2025-05-05 17:48:36 +0000 UTC View PostHappy Sunday morning, everyone, if it's Sunday morning where you're at.
I put up a poll a couple of days ago and the results are in: 85% of voters are fine with a price increase from $8 to $10.
The tier was originally created at $10, but I dropped it to $8 as an apology when I reduced...
2025-05-04 13:16:59 +0000 UTC View PostReal quick: I finally updated all the Throne Hunters chapters from Books 1 to the present. This meant creating new Collections, pasting the edited final copies over the old inaccurate ones, and ensuring that everything now is in order, up to date, and finalized.
Apologies for any c...
2025-05-02 21:45:24 +0000 UTC View PostHarald inhaled sharply, felt himself tense, felt all his many Abilities and Artifacts and Servitors right there for the summoning. If House Silvershield with its demon-bound Lady Argent thought he’d come quietly, that he’d be intimidated by a score of City Watch and their best raiders, well -...
2025-05-02 15:55:23 +0000 UTC View Post(Please note, I'll be going back today to update all the old chapters to their edited and revised form.)
Harald jogged up to his quarters and pulled his raiding backpack from out under the bed. At first he simply stuffed items into bag with mechanical efficiency: his scale lantern,...
2025-05-01 14:49:44 +0000 UTC View PostVic moved to the sideboard where he poured himself a glass of brandy. “Now, far be it from me to not adopt a cavalier approach to assaulting the combined military might of Flutic’s noble Houses, but honestly, even I need more than just ‘make them swear to the Crown’.”
“...
2025-04-30 15:33:06 +0000 UTC View Post(Hello everyone! Surprise chapter drop, as even I didn't know when I'd be returning to Throne Hunters and the consequences of Harald's raid on Count Gorkin's estate. Well, turns out I'm returning today, and here's the first chapter in what will become Book 4 of this series. I'm not 100% sure ...
2025-04-29 16:15:23 +0000 UTC View Post
Hey folks, I'm thrilled to announce that Thrones of the Fallen has just launched in ebook and 2025-04-22 15:38:29 +0000 UTC View Post
If you enjoyed this tale and would like to hear it brought to glorious life by a top-notch narrator, Throne Hunters #1 is up for audiobook pre-order. It’s pretty killer, ...
2025-03-20 13:53:47 +0000 UTC View PostThe party paused in the entrance hall to take in the carnage and structural damage, as Harald had known they would. As one they slowed, footsteps suddenly ginger, and took in the destruction and slaughter with wide eyes.
Harald stood back, trying not to feel resentful, not wanting to meet a...
2025-03-18 15:46:01 +0000 UTC View PostFosso.
Harald realized dimly that the name should mean something, but the thought was torn away by his need to destroy. With a cry of rage that was more a rasp from his ruined throat, he hurled himself through the front door and unleashed a Demonic Edge as he went.
F...
2025-03-18 15:45:45 +0000 UTC View PostHarald came to a stop behind an ancient oak that grew in a small park located across the main avenue from Count Gorkin’s manor house. The thick clouds of sunset had begun to shred and tear, revealing expanses of deep night, but the moon was yet hidden, and the world consequently cast in gloom.<...
2025-03-18 15:45:28 +0000 UTC View PostHarald cupped his hands over his mouth and nose and backed away from the desk to sink into a crouch, his back to the wall.
Shadowpaw sniffed around the parlor, stepping gingerly, then looked to Harald and whuffed with concern.
“It seems all is not well in your pretty little...
2025-03-18 15:45:13 +0000 UTC View PostThe next few days passed uneventfully.
Harald and his companions stayed away from Marheim Gate, and only returned to Sonora Manor on the third day after the strike. They were careful of being followed, and Harald used Shadowpaw liberally to ensure that they weren’t overlooking tails.
<... 2025-03-18 13:00:06 +0000 UTC View PostHey everyone. I've only got about 5 chapters left before the end of this arc. I'd originally planned to have finished Immortal Great Souls #4 by now, and be able to seamless resume writing/posting Harald's adventures, but life kicked me between the legs and laughed at all my plans. It started wit...
2025-03-17 14:32:03 +0000 UTC View PostLord Gorkin eyed Lady Sabatina and grinned. She was sitting very straight, almost cruelly so - surely it was unnatural to be so stiff? But her attention was fixed with obsessive focus on the stage below, on the operatic performance, the yelling that the lead star was insisting on calling singing....
2025-03-11 19:31:05 +0000 UTC View Post