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DEMONS Of Drakewater

DEMONS Of Drakewater

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A Demon girl, a Monster Hunter, and a down-right nut-job, pair up together. ( The 2 of them are acquaintances, well, I guess you could give it a bit of a stretch. Friends? maybe? ). She needs their help, whether she likes it or not. She's more powerful than most. Stronger than most of her species, but, there are some even she steers clear of. A Monster Hunter comes in handy when your in a pinch, and an idiot is always helpful as a distraction. But, on a serious note. She doesn't have a lot of time. With a curse spreading every year on her dominant arm, and only about century to find a Dead Man ...oh! and don't forget the fucking wack-job Sociopath who's apparently, madly in love with her. Who thinks locking her up in the deepest parts of the underworld, is the best way to show a girl a good time..? Yea... he's a little bit of a sicko. So, yea, this is my story. You'll get to know them, and understand how they tick, and, you'll see them die. Everyone dies, just when you least expect it... So, it is my story, but sort of not? Well, I write this from my point of view, as well as everybody else's. . . .But I guess that's just one of the perks of being a dead twin with an alter ego, and a nack for violent murder.
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Time didn't matter to her. She got up when the sun did and tried to sleep when the sun went down. because of this seemingly endlessness, she's forgotten her name, she's forgotten her family and she's forgotten everything she use to be. Now she was nothing. Living on the streets of a town begging for money and food from travellers that didn't know who she was, unlike the rest of the town that thought of her as something unnatural even though she doesn't know why. Constantly abused by the townspeople who don't understand her, she is left to die in an alleyway after a horrible run in with three drunk men. She was expecting to die and have her corpse eaten by rats and other vermin. What she didn't expect was to be saved by a woman that was everything but human. "Do you want to live?" This woman asked and when she looked into herself she knew the answer, it came easy through her busted lips. "Yes." From that day on she became something else, something not human, something extraordinary and from that day forth she will serve this woman who saved her life and maybe one day remember her name or be given one by her new Mistress. Maybe one day she'll remember who she was and maybe she'll even find the one person that completes her soul. From that day forth she became a Nightwalker. Completed. This is a lesbian story and contains mature actions between females. There will be warnings at the beginning of the chapter if you do not wish to read such content.

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