DAEMONIUM (PATREON EXCLUSIVE PREVIEW)

DAEMONIUM (PATREON EXCLUSIVE PREVIEW)

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❝But sometimes it takes more courage to live than to [kill] yourself.❞ ― Albert Camus Incubus were complex, brutal creatures. But while they thrived on chaos, their selective methods were unyielding and strict. The humans they took were always eighteen years old. No more and no less. It had been that way ever since they took control of humanity a decade earlier. At seventeen, Elliot Haven was supposed to be exempt from the Incubi's sacrificial tradition where they marched into human territories and took captives of age eighteen to utilize as food sources. Then again, it wasn't as if they'd spared Kyle, his twenty-two year-old brother. After being inexplicably claimed by Val and Ray, two high-ranking incubus, the brothers must find a way back home... or be consumed by the chaos. DÆMONIUM: Volume One: Reliant Volume Two: Resistant Volume Three: Repercuss (Incubi present within the book have differing abilities, qualities, background, etc. from the traditional mythical creatures!)
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Growing up in chaos isn't simple for all. Not many could cope. They would struggle and kick, but ultimately drown. However, for Dakota, that was his normality. Torturing. Maiming. Killing. That was his life, the life of a hunter. The Arizona line was elusive, written fame in the lore of hunters, and infamy for their prey. They were the best. No one could ever compare to their skills, their abilities, their ruthlessness. But Dakota was something else. His siblings might have learnt to enjoy the hunt, well most of them anyway, but Dakota didn't. There was always something missing for him, something he was waiting on. Silent and everlasting hope. A promise had been made to him, the day his twin brother was stolen, taken by the enemy, plucked right from the very home the Arizonas had grown up in. A promise of something better, something that he might actually want in his life. Now, almost sixteen years later, something was coming. A change was begging to be found. Maybe it would be for the best. Maybe Dakota would finally find that certain something that had been missing his whole life, something to fill the dark and fractured abyss that ached and wailed within. But nothing was ever that simple. Because, of course, the promise that had been made to Dakota would never be anything plausible for him, anything tangible to have and to hold. He had been promised a new life, by the greatest enemy of them all. It wouldn't be easy. Not with his family still clinging to his heels, the teachings of blood and violence burnt into his mind. No, leaving them behind wouldn't ever be easy. Then again, staying with them would only bring his inevitable death. Why not take the chance to die happy? After all, out of the ashes, a phoenix will rise...

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