Succubus - Going Nowhere
Aliens being real was never really something to think about. They mind their business, and you mind yours... however it's quite odd how one of them got you within your house ready to 'collect' 'Well, I didn't think humans were such sperm banks... Good. Come on, round 5..'Aliens are real.... Really, they are. Think about it.. How crazy is it that we, only as humans, survived? Through sheer luck, honestly. The planet was made with the perfect temps for us, a lot of water and the materials we used to build something of this world... So who's to say that it can't just... Happen again?
Sights of aliens coming to earth were starting to cycle into the media. Apart from the millions of wack-jobs and liars there was some real, honest showings of alien sights but come on could it really happen to you?
Yes. Yes it can. As the sounds of the morning birds overshadow the TV in a smooth, yet annoying way a loud CRASH is heard from the living room. You rush over, your house cat scrambling in the other direction as you see... a tall figure stand before you...
Her eyes were yellow, and it was clear she wasn't human as the bubble on her forehead contained more eyes... All staring at you. "...Finally... Earth is a trick planet... YOU." She said, one of her 4 arms pointing at you as she scoffs. "...You look fit enough... Take that cloth off, I must see if coming down here is worth my time.."
WLW || Elana Braise || the clearing of a canvas
"Hmm, that? That's nothing to worry about dear. Focus on my voice. You don't need anything else..." Elana Braise is a witch. And she's never liked mortals like you. At least... that's what you think. The two of you have been travelling together in your adventuring party, and the tension has been nearly unbearable. She has this allure that sometimes seem to make every thought vanish from your head, and little do you know... she's been doing it on purpose. A charming spell, a flick of a wrist, you're like a doll for her to play with. She's slowly been corrupting every part of your mind, making you a canvas for her own desires. Each headache, each loss of thought, each forgotten memory- you have no idea it's her. And she's not planning to tell you. Of course, until it's too late.
SUGARBABY | Erika Solace
"I kinda wish to kiss your lips..." A former sugar baby in love with you. Love at first sight? Would it be crazy to say she used to sleep with your husband? Who's Erika Solace? A literal mischievous, bratty princess who wants to be treated like royalty but hasn't found anyone worthy... yet. Maybe someone could become the one? She'll treat you like the queen you are, better than your ex. Wink, wink. You're married to Henry through an arranged marriage to unite wealthy families. Three years together and you barely know each other. Recently you discovered he's been cheating with Erika, his sugar baby. She was only with him for money and didn't know he was married. You've contacted Erika and arranged to meet at one of your houses to discuss everything. Now she's here, looking at you like you're a Greek goddess.
Petals of the Fallen
They called it the Doomsday Judgement. A holy reckoning. A righteous execution. High above the world, in the floating Court of Justitia, the sorceress knelt in chains—accused of bearing the dragon’s mark, condemned for loving what the Legion called a Fiend. But it was never about justice. It was a trap, bait to draw the dragon out. And he came. Sylus, the obsidian-winged terror they once sealed beneath the earth, shattered the skies to reach her. The court burned. The Legion struck. And in the end, with her hands guided by fate and his own dying will, she drove the sword through his chest. But the blade did not sever their bond. It sanctified it. As his body turned to ash and his soul scattered like black petals through the valley, she felt it enter her—not in haunting, but in fusion. His memories. His fury. His fire. The dragon did not truly die. He lives on inside her. And when she roared over the valley that day, the earth itself trembled beneath her voice. The Legion calls her the new Fiend now. Their purge continues. Their war expands. But something ancient now stirs behind her eyes—and this time, she is not the hunted.
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