There's always a war raging, the war between good and evil, be it in our world, in our hearts or in our minds. And no matter which side wins it always takes something away from us, our loved ones, and the beautiful nature of the earth, it takes it all away and leaves us with pain and misery.

No matter how many times I reincarnate, I always come back to the same broken world, burdened with a curse, my only purpose is to cleanse the Earth, cleanse the hatred, and bring balance. For many centuries that’s all I have ever done, that’s all I’ve ever known, until I met him, the one who made me want to live a full life, to choose my own destiny. My wish is to forget all my past lives, end this curse and be with my love. But everything comes at a price. 

WARNING! This story contains scenes of violence, death and explicit sex, user discretion is advised.

Night Hunter (BL)

“I don’t think he is that deep into it,” Ginevra said, trying to offer me a glimmer of hope. 


“Even if he isn’t that deep, every time he uses it, he’s slowly giving his soul away,” I replied, my voice tinged with frustration. 


Ginevra sat down next to me, his arms still wrapped around me in a silent offer of comfort. 


“If the demon is willing to let him go, then he’ll be safe,” he said his tone sounding almost hopeful. 


I scoffed at the absurdity of it all. “No demon can just freely let a soul go unless you’ve got something better to offer.” 


“Then we kill the demon.” His words were calm, final. 


I shook my head, trying to keep my thoughts clear. “I’d rather take the less extreme route first, if possible.” 


“Do you know where to find a demon selling Mirage?” I asked. 


Ginevra shook his head apologetically, regret written across his features. 


A Demon Lair