Les Chroniques de Darkadia

Les Chroniques de Darkadia

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Dans un univers de Dark fantaisy, notre armée, les survivants se défendent contre les armées sanglantes composées de vampires et de démons asservis depuis maintenant des décennies. Notre camp n'a fait que reculer devant les forces démoniaques dirigée par une matriarche faisant trembler même les plus valeureux guerriers... Nous ne sommes plus qu'un millier, réfugiés dans une forteresse dite imprenable... Cependant la première porte a succombé aux assauts incessants des ennemis, les douves ont été remplis par leur cadavres... Le ciel est recouvert par les cendres des feux ennemis... Ils sont sûrement des milliers dehors... Nous manquons de vivres et l'assaut ennemi est lancé.
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"You're the only thing that I have ever truly loved," he states, leaning in closer. I try to scoot away, but he corners me on the bed, placing his body over mine. "Get off me!" I exclaim, angrily. "I'm not who you think I am. That can't be possible." His face comes closer to mine as he pins my wrists to the bed. "It is possible. I loved you for three, short, human years, and then you left me. Now that I have you back, though, I will never let that happen again." ***** Salem's earliest memories were of her parents preforming odd rituals. She never really understood anything they said in them, but she would always sit in the middle of the big, circled, star and giggle. At age 10, both of her parents died. She was thrown into foster care. Without them around to explain to her exactly what the rituals meant, Salem was never told that she was a sacrifice to a demon king in exchange for all the money they could ever ask for. On her 20th birthday, at the stroke of midnight, the demon king finally comes for her. She is completely unaware of the situation, and she begins to try her best at resisting his advances, but he is very possessive, very persuasive, and very determined to claim what is rightfully his.

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