A Tale of Two Gods

A Tale of Two Gods

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This is a book of Stories, varying in type, telling the story of two gods, and the lust for power. -------------------------------------------------(Preview)------------------------------------------------------------------------- Marx looked down, his hands shaking as he placed his hands around the pulsing sphere. He could feel each individual stare of the thousands of initiates on him like daggers in his skin. With a shaky breath, he saw as the sphere changed color from a dull, metallic grey to a deep, swirling, crimson red. Before I could make sense of the color, the Headmaster stood straight, looking me dead in the eyes, sending a dagger into my skin much deeper than the other eyes could even attempt. He stood silently, before speaking with a voice that could command a legion of demons with little to no effort. "Marx Thoram. First Year Initiate. Affinity: Blood."
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A story in which a wealthy and popular girl enrolled in college with an unknown gift meets a mysterious and beautiful man in a ball, accompanied by his world of magic and promises. ~ I gulp, feeling my skin getting hot all of a sudden. Why am I so hot ? "You're playing a dangerous game, Lovely," the magnificent young man whispers. "A-August..." I whisper with difficulty, trying to back up, and noticing that I'm already stuck on the wall. My throat is so fucking dry. I've never been as thirsty as I am right now. "Look at me, Lovely." I do as I'm told and my eyes bump against his. Fuck. Fire. His eyes are consumed with fire. The stunning shade of blue is now mixed with a consuming but warm tone of orange. He then raises his left hand and cups my chin with two of his long fingers, his soft lips slightly grazing mine, his breathing warm and enticing. "Because you have two choices," he whispers against my lips. "Either I'll make love to your wonderful and exquisite body, either I'll fuck the shit out of you." ~ Copyright @Lovebluehug All Rights Reserved Plagiarism forbidden All content @Lovebluehug ~ THIS STORY CONTAINS MATURE & TRIGGERING CONTENT/GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT ⚠️ ~ Will be updated twice a week! ❤️ ~

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