Creatures - On Hiatus

Creatures - On Hiatus

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448 in action - adventure You are a coward, unfit to rule." The male in front of her sneered and spit at her feet. He was on his knees, glaring up at her with hate filled eyes. He was in tune with his feral, but that was the only good thing about him. She regarded him with cool indifference, raising a eyebrow as his saliva landed on her shoe. Bodies lay around them, fallen soldiers who were too weak to win. Her clothes were soaked in blood, clinging to her skin and making it seem as if she had just taken a bath in it. "Your standards are not the ones I live by," she responded, leveling her sword at his throat with one hand. ~~~~~~~ Magic is alive and known, often used by those undeserving of it. Creatures far and wide, split into kingdoms factioned by race, use this magic as a way of keeping or gaining more power. Sel, the spawn of a feral and witch, has taken a personal vendetta upon herself to eradicate those who abuse their power. Accompanied with the power of the gods, she infiltrates and eradicates those within kingdoms she deems unfit of wielding such power. But that does leave one to wonder; when will her reckoning come?
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The woman standing before Kyren stole every ounce of cognition from him. She was stunning, the moon paled in comparison. The top of her head would not even graze his chin. Her height did not stop her from being imposing. A dark blue vest clung to her chest reveling taught skin over lean muscle. The black leather pants hung low on her hips, exposing soft flesh. Her gaze roamed the crowd, surveying the stupidity around her. After a moment she finally turned attention in his direction. When her gaze met his, it stopped heart. The dark blue pools shone in the dim light, dark as the night sky. She blew a strand of silver out of her face. Kyren's wolf surged to the surface, and they growled. They itched to touch her skin, bury our face in her hair, to feel its softness and inhale its sweet scent. They wanted to stare into her night eyes. She needed to be theirs. ---- Eris's eyes found Kyren quickly. He pushed through crowd, pulling his jacket off and threw it to the stocky blonde at his side. She spoke in low frantic words. He ignored her and climbed in the ring. Shade tugged his shirt over his head and Eris's heart skipped. This man was built like a bear. Kyren's physique was reminiscent of strong man instead of a body builder. His pectorals were covered in a fine swath of dark hair that trailed down his belly disappearing into his jeans. Jeans that hugged his thighs tightly, thighs like a rugby player. Kyren looked towards her quickly, a smirk filling his face, sharp canines peaking beneath his lips. He wasn't human, but she wanted him regardless.

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