War And Love, Part Four
"He'll survive." Said the physician, pulling a white sheet up to the canine's chest, turning to the Prince. "Good. Thank you for all you do, physician." Hinxato looked worried. The Archmage had fled during the night, after disposing of his...
An Incubus' Claim
I flopped into bed, sighing with the pleasure of finally lying on the soft fabric of my sheets after such a long day. The neighbor across the hall of my apartment complex was blasting music, but thankfully I was far too tired to care. With another...