Stone Skin, Clan Cruor, #CampNaNoWriMo April
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  • Reads 586
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  • Parts 22
  • Time 4h 44m
Ongoing, First published Mar 30, 2022
Hatched over 800 years ago, Anjael Anutari Wasi is now old enough to be a queen and declare her territory, but the journey has left scars on her soul that her impervious skin will never bear, and made her into a vigilante centuries ago. Untrusting of the other queens of her kind, and as one of the Last Hatched, Anjael still has hope their species can be saved while pretending to be one of the species she helped make extinct. She isn't a demon, she's a gargoyle,  one of the ancient protectors of Humans and Nonhumans alike.
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"Hello, dove." A deep familiar voice said. Zephora felt her palms go sweaty and her heart beat faster. Only one person called her that. Turning slowly, she saw Rafi standing behind her. "Did you think you had lost me for good? I have to admit you are clever. I'm learning very quickly not to underestimate you." He said with a smirk, as he moved closer. "I had things to do. I'm not about stay glued to your side." Zephora said with a roll of her eyes. "What do you want Rafi? Why are you here?"... ..."You've been a busy girl, haven't you?" His question was more of a statement. Rafi gazed at her intently for a moment and then slowly a smirk spread across his face. "I'd recognize your scent anywhere." He answered her last question first. " And, I'm here to collect." Zephora looked at him in confusion. "To collect my favor. You do owe me a favor If I remember correctly." He said slyly. ***** Imagine a world where super natural beings not only existed, but they lived among humans and in most cases dominated over humanity. What if every day you lived not only as prey to stronger and more powerful spiecies, but so far down on the food chain you would have to go to extreme measures to survive. For Zephora Wynter this was reality. For Zephora, every day was a fight for survival. Teaming up with an unusual group of supernatural outcasts, Zephora and her group of misfit friends learn to live in a chaotic and dangerous world.