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)

The last time I was here, I’d barely escaped, thanks to Oshun. A knot tightened in my stomach as the memory resurfaced. Is she… dead? My gaze darted around. What if those guards came again? 


“Blake, what’s wrong?” Ginevra’s voice cut through my spiralling thoughts, his hand wrapping around mine in a comforting squeeze. 


“Oshun,” I said, the words catching in my throat. “She saved me from those guards, and they…” 


“Mere guards cannot kill a goddess, Blake,” Ginevra interrupted, gently. “I’m sure she’s alright.” 


I nodded, but a sliver of doubt lingered. Those weren’t just mere guards. There was something far more dangerous about them. Still, maybe he was right. After all, Oshun had power beyond anything I could fathom. 


Ginevra led me deeper into the castle, his grip steady as my mind wandered. 


We stepped into a dimly lit bedroom, there was a strange familiarity. I hesitated at the doorway, my eyes scanning the room. There was something about this place that unsettled me. 


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