medieval - Stories

Seth's and Erik's life changed as the world moved on.

Corruption from Hell seethes into the human realm, morphing and disfiguring animals and people alike, changing them in all manner of ways. Slowly, it spreads, feasting on the living as beasts devour the dead, surviving, fighting, slaughtering and consuming, a constant cycle with seemingly no end in sight as humanity continues to push on weakening with each passing day.

My issue though, isn't the corruption. Surprisingly it's my Father, the King who seems Hellbent on needlessly provoking the people into senseless violence and war right before my coronation.

When dragonslayer Daegon and his squire Birten are sent on a run-of-the-mill dragonslaying quest, they aren't expecting anything too extreme. But a dangerous plan is afoot, and they're in for a lot more than they bargained for. Sure, they expected dragons. But dark magic, mysterious artifacts, and secretive organizations all come into play as they race against the clock to prevent the evil plan from unfolding.

Castor and Cyr are identical twins, with one important difference - Castor is a shifter who can turn into a venomous snake at night. Despite this, he is sweet and withdrawn, while Cyr is cold and often rude, even towards his own brother.

When a powerful sorcerer Macarius kidnaps Cyr, Castor embarks on a mission to rescue him with the help of his boyfriend Sawyer - a young, aspiring sorcerer.

There are rules:

• Demons can't touch Angels; No talking, No telepathy, No interacting, No communication whatsoever.
• Angels can't touch Demons; No talking, No telepathy, No interacting, No communication, No contact.

Then there were absolutes:

• No Romance and not under any circumstances, was there to ever be intercourse between a Demon and an Angel.

Angels has lighter punishments, Demons though? Well essentially every infraction lead to death, and their ruler was not one to be trifled with, I knew that firsthand.

It is a truth universally acknowledged that Geralt of Rivia will plough anything with breasts. This is not entirely correct. As it happens, breasts are optional. Yours truly, Dandelion the bard, knows this both from first hand accounts, and from . . . personal experience. The following manuscript is, of course, for my own eyes only.

Three triplet Princes come of age after being fostered out to three other Royal Families when the Zyrian sorcerer Kai overthrew the Alaeyan Royal Family and seized control. Now, the greedy monarchs simultaneously seek to use the claim of their adopted Prince to merge their country with Alaeyas and war across the whole continent is inevitable. In a world where Humans are born with Familiars, lifelong companions until death, the three Princes discover their gift - they can communicate through each other's Pegasi. Will Ytia drown in blood of Human and Familiar alike, or can the Princes save them?

When duty and circumstances override who you are you are left wondering if anyone can see the real you.

Young Esthor is the best sorcerer in all the kingdom and beyond. When King Norius calls upon him to save his eldest daughter, Esthor resorts to drastic measures that will have some people fighting to get his head, and others vying to win his heart.

A prince travels fierce territory to win support for his claim to the throne. But with his heart caught between two men, can he retain his focus?

This is a collection of scenes, shorts, and story ideas set in the fantasy space

What happens to warriors when they get old? They need to find new adventures, new places, new peoples, and new ways view themselves.

In a magical world, heavy with expectations for the ruling family, Prince Terryn is reluctant to accept a role he was born for, but not made for. If he wants to escape the throne, the time is now, but what does Fate have in store for him?

This story was written as part of the Idioms Are Real! Challenge. After being given the idiom "when pigs fly" I read a piece about Dungeons & Dragons in one of the forums and this story was born.

A druid is tasked with delivering justice to a Roman invader, but the task seems more a test than anything. Will he discern the truth and let his heart be his guide?