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The Blackwyrm Chronicles #2: My Little Campaign of Carnage Gets out of Hand

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"You doubt my powers?"
"Nope, you're just too stupid to realize that I'm gonna kick your ass."
"Your arrogance will be your downfall!"
"So you say, wiseguy. Now, shut up and let my fists do the talking."  

Ah, so I see you're back for round two.

Good to know.

Congratulations! You, yes you! My dear reader, you are holding my second journal of hilarity and peculiarity

After the events of journal one, I had a lot on my plate. For starters, my team and I had a pesky demon problem to deal with in our home country of Alysia. Just when I thought I was finished mopping the floor with our daedric adversaries and that I was free to finally learn more about the strange, wondrous, and deadly world I had been introduced to, a new bad guy shows up and boy, he isn't messing around either. 

To continue the trend of going to strange places and doing even stranger things, my team and I do everything from helping a dragon priest knock out his asshole of a boss,  dealing with a diplomatic crisis the only way we know best, to even traveling to the home country of my pointy-eared friends. (A.K.A the elves.) 

You knew it was going to happen, so prepare yourself for the continuation of...

THE BLACKWYRM CHRONICLES

Yours truly,

-H

(Special Note: This cover was drawn by my friend Miranda Mayes. She decided to draw Journal 2's cover for free, so yeah, she deserves recognition. She did a stellar job!)All Rights Reserved

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He smiled. The devil himself couldn't have crafted a more wicked grin. "What do you say we play a game, little Reaper?" I narrowed my eyes, trying to decipher his intentions. "What kind of game?" His grin widened, showing the tips of his fangs. I watched the prince curiously as he strode over to his bag. With a swift motion, he withdrew a bow and a quiver of arrows, flinging them at my feet without so much as a second glance. I furrowed my eyebrows, casting him a look of uncertainty. That sinister grin stayed plastered upon his lips as he said, "Run." *** I, Skyla Ashforth, am what some might call a "sociopath." It was a title that fit. Why shouldn't I embrace it? I am a vampire slayer, a Reaper of bloodsuckers, and an exceptionally good one, if I do say so myself. Yes, being a sociopath has its perks; I could manipulate and deceive with the best of them. So, when captured by the notorious Red Prince, I embraced the challenge of manipulating my freedom. Pierce Darcee, was a sadistic vampire with a God complex. The fool actually believed he could break me. Little did he know, I was the kind of Reaper who would dance through a battlefield, whistling a merry tune as I twirled my braids. I relished the challenge of manipulating his oversized ego, planning to stab that rotting, blackened heart of his with a venom-laced dagger. I crafted a scheme so delightful, so intricate, that I couldn't help but salivate at the prospect of victory. It was foolproof, or so my mind believed. But then... then there was that pull. That unexpected, unwelcome spark that ignited something within me. Feelings, of all things! Now, that was a complication. Disgusting, messy feelings that could very well lead to my destruction. Or his. It was a dangerous game we played, but then again, the most thrilling ones usually are. *Rated M for Murder, Mayhem, and some profanity. Sorry but no smutty interludes. You've stumbled into a blood bath, not a bodice ripper.*

The Chaos Dragon by ily_gc

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Reaping The Red Heir

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