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How I got ROB'd

When one thinks of an alien abduction, the first thing that comes to mind is a farm with strange symbols drawn on the crop field, maybe a moonless night, a nice old meta silo and an old red barn. And of course, in the sky there would be a giant metal disk with strange lights, a tractor beam shooting down on the ground slowly dragging up a clueless cow to little grey men, or Martians to be assessed and experimented on. Depending on who you ask, that might even involve anal probes of some sort,...

Dragonborn Ascendant (6)

A/N: As always, if you want to appear as a mention when I post chapter 4 on QQ, leave a coment or send me a message. And many thanks for all of you supporting me.

If there is something Skyrim is universally known for all across Tamriel, beyond being the homeland of the Nords, is its cold weather. People might dismiss it, but fact is, even during summer, at the peak of the season when the temperatures are at their highest, over half of the entire country is covered in snow and...

Dragonborn Ascendant (5)

A/N: To all my patrons, first, thank you guys for the support, I haven't been able to really follow my Patreon with my classes having resumed. Second, if you want to appear on the chapter that I'll release Sunday, then comment or message me your nicknames on QQ. In any case, please enjoy!

The late night was quiet inside the Jorrvaskr. After an afternoon and evening feasting and drinking, many of the resident warriors went to theirs - or others - beds and that only left a scan...

Dragonborn Ascendant (4)

“You… gained the keys from Goldenhills?” Jouan stared at me, face contorted into a frown that showed clearly his confusion and incredulity at my words. “What?” I didn’t blame him.

“I don’t even understand how it happened myself,” I revealed to the elder. We were at Frostfruit Inn, the local inn at Rorikstead two afternoons after the altercation I had against the forsworn at Bleakwind Bluff. I returned on the night of that day and gave quite the scare to Mralki...

Dragonborn Ascendant (3)

“By the gods!” A woman gasped, hands going to cover her mouth as a cry left her lips. “Magnus, what happened to your face?!” Demanded her, rushing to my side even if there were dark looks thrown her way.

Her display of worry still made me tug my lips, a small smile forming on my face. “I’m fine, Carlotta,” I told the woman, shaking my head even as she tried to keep fussing over me. Really, if she didn’t treat me so much like a little brother, or worse, a son eve...

Dragonborn Ascendant (2)

The city of Whiterun was far bigger than I remembered. The main road on the Plains District that cut through the entire layer right down in the middle, leading to the marketplace further inside the city and the stairs to the Wind District, was larger and much longer than I remembered, stretching far and bustling with people. The pedestrians that walked the streets were numerous, and although many of them were humans of the many races - though Nords were of course the majority of them - I coul...

Dragonborn Ascendant (1)

The cold wind sweeping the tundra made me shiver and curse being woefully underdressed in Skyrim. It was summer but the plains were still deceitfully cold, a chill wind coming from the Pale on the north, carrying with it the turning of a season. Whiterun rose in the distance atop of a hill, Dragonsreach looming far away, still encased in the shadows of the early morning's first light. My destination was clear as I got up, finishing putting out the little campfire I had lit for the night; and ...

Essence of a Devil (Prologue)

The transition happened seamlessly, so imperceptible it took me several seconds to even register something was decidedly odd with the store I had wandered inside. I knew historical cities had their little odd places, shops out of the way that only the true explorers, the wayward adventurers and the lost could find, places that were sometimes as ancient as the city they were in and filled with a mysterious air, steeped with the relics of ancient times. When I bothered to travel, those were oft...

A Xianxia Tale (5)

A couple of weeks would come to pass since Bai Hu talked with his father while playing some Go, and in the meantime, a tournament had been announced to select who amongst the inner disciples would represent the Thousand Method School at the Grant Regional Tournament. Any of the core disciples could write down their names if they wanted to participate, and the ones achieving greater heights would obviously be selected to be part of the committee. Though the tournament didn't only limit itself ...

A Xianxia Tale (4)

Yin and Yang, white against black. Bai Zhong furrowed his brow looking down at the board where white and black pebbles were arranged in a game of Go.

He worked his jaw for a moment, considering the options he had on hand and the current state of the game. It was a very even match, his son and him. Bai Zhong might not have been a genius player at Go, but he considered himself aptly capable at playing the game, even being able of scoring wins against some better skilled players when havin...

A Xianxia Tale (3)

Dai Yanmei quietly observed her student for a moment. The boy, he was growing at an astonishing rate. Anything that she taught him, he would learn at an incredible speed that sometimes left her baffled. There once was a time when she got curious and decided to test just how far ahead was the boy, and she would keep bringing increasingly advanced topics and subjects for them to discuss or for her to simply lecture him on. Often he would remain quiet, only listening to her and her words, stoppi...

A Xianxia Tale (2)

The faint scent of medicine and other herbs, as well as a light aromatic candlestick were the first things to assault his senses, and Bai Hu groaned, slowly opening his eyes to find himself… definitely not at his home. Where am I? The boy quietly wondered, slowly rising to a sitting position to look around the room.

The place was spacious, if very sparsely decorated. He could see a handful of shelves on one side of the room, opposite to him; where various books and scrolls co...

A Xianxia Tale (1)

"M-mistress…" it was a soft call, the voice of the woman asking for her barely a whisper from the other side of the door.

Even despite being distracted with her formulae and concoctions, her ears still managed to pick up the faint sound, a trickle in the otherwise silent night. Her eyes opened, her expression completely still, but those who knew Dai Yanmei better would notice the irritation at bay, hidden behind a quaint mask.

"What is it?" She demanded, opening the door to her ...

Masy and Luke (1)

There was a distinct scent as she knelt down, pulling down her boyfriend's pants together with his boxer briefs. His hard, throbbing cock jumped out, slapping roughly against her face and bringing forth a bubbly giggle that could almost be called drunk.

Under that perfect image of manhood, such a big, fat cock, so hard and yearning for her care, Masy took in a deep breath snuggling her head closer to the achingly hard shaft, a moan escaping her mouth as she did so.

Musk. A deep, h...