She had green eyes. Not gold, like a Dardaptoan, but green. Her hair was dark brown and long. She was small, barely bigger than Iahanna—the smallest Dardaptoan female he had ever seen—and skinny. She had almost no curves to speak of. She was the most beautiful female he had ever seen. He wasn’t too thrilled … Continue reading The Desolate Ch. 5.
Marous Adrastos battled the demons with the skill of the warrior that he was. It was the fourth demon attack on the great city ran by his cousin Nalik in two weeks. There had to be a reason for it. The last attack had focused on the center of the city near the library and … Continue reading The Desolate Ch. 2.