Crazy Seduction(erotica)

“This doesn’t drain you?” she asked as she pulled back from the hug.

“Uh, no. This energy is just passing through me. It doesn’t come from me. I do use a little of mine to direct the stream from the breach inside me to you,” he explained quietly.

“It’s good, but I prefer the more traditional method, too,” Sigrid said equally quiet, and Henry’s face warmed up again.

“Are we done with the warm and fuzzy shit?” General Baines barked then listened to another of his soldiers who’d just entered to give a report. He turned to face Roy, and his expression was sour. “They’re almost here.”

“Let’s go kill some enemies, General,” Roy said.

Sigrid and Minkah joined Roy, and Mary moved to go with them. The General made to protest, but Roy spoke before he could. “Mary can hold her own against an Ogre.”

The General’s eyebrows rose as she smiled at him confidently. He snorted and gestured for Crane to join them, then he looked to Dawes and Hugh. “These soldiers will remain with you.”

“My people are coming with us as they have direct experience fighting these Ogres,” Crane said, and Baines looked like he wanted to argue, but he just nodded.

Gordon allowed himself to relax a little as they followed the big redhead and his group out of the office and down the hall to the elevator lobby. All of the doors opened, and they split up to ride down to the main floor. After they stepped out, they moved to the atrium.

The Colonel got his first glimpse of a Werewolf as three entered the lobby from a stairwell door. The large beasts were carrying rifles, with modified trigger guards for their bigger hands. They nodded to their leader and rushed out the front door as the Human soldiers just watched.

Mick joined him. “None of the Werewolves in New Jersey were carrying weapons like these. They weren’t very disciplined, either.”

Roy overheard the last comment as he strode by. He paused to address them. “They were led by a miserable piece of shit who knew nothing about team building and who didn’t care if they lived or died. None of them were given any training. Are they dead?”

“No. We sent them home,” Mick replied.

Roy smiled and nodded at them. “Good. Thank you.” He looked towards the boom of the big guns firing. “Time to earn my keep.” He trotted to the front door, and once outside, he dropped his glamor. In his place was a huge, vicious-looking beast, larger than the other Weres. Mary was right next to him. He picked her up in his big paw and moved out of view to the right while Sigrid and Minkah turned left to flank the enemy.

Mick led the team out the door and sent half after the two women as she led the rest towards the oncoming attackers.

The four mid-western Silver People walked up to the Colonel with smiles on their faces. He nodded to them.

“We’re not fighters, so we’re gonna head home instead. Your team knows where that is and can reach us when the dust settles.”

“I’m not sure I should be thanking you for changing my squad into Silver People, but I can’t deny they’re happy and enjoying their new state. So, I will thank you for how you supported them through the process.”

Jake leaned forward. “Something I need to mention. That strike zone in the Washington Mall. It was supercharged by the lightning strike, and plants were growing like crazy in it.”

“Right, Mick mentioned that,” Gordon said thoughtfully.

“Yeah, well, the same kind of lightning strikes the fields back home a lot, and where it does, the crops grow really tall and healthy afterward,” Jake continued, and Crane nodded. “Those plants seem to hold the Wild Magic charge, and we pick up energy running through it. Maybe, just maybe, people are getting charged up too when they eat food made from those crops.”

The Colonel was caught by the concept and wondered if other food plants, like rice grown worldwide, were similarly affected. Without a means to detect the energy in these crops, there was no way to know if it was present in the final products made from it. He would have to send some people to grocery stores to collect samples for testing and have his soldiers be the energy detectors. Lost in the potential complexities of these new thoughts, he barely registered and responded to Sam and the others smiling, waving, and zipping away.

Corporal Delane appeared at Crane’s elbow. “What now, sir?”

He jolted from his thoughts and snorted. “As we’re the only humans left in the squad, our job is to stay out of their way and stay alive.”

“I like that plan, sir.”

“Me too.”

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Nate was flying over the fields of red prairie grasses as he tried to shake the residue of his latest nightmare. The sun hadn’t come up yet, but he had no problems seeing as the moon was casting its reflected pale orange light over the land below.

While he loved the tranquility of this world and the gentle nature of its new inhabitants and thanked Henry in his mind every day for sending him here, he wasn’t sleeping well at all. What that bitch-

He closed his eyes and beat his wings hard to rise higher in the sky. The effort soon had him panting, so he spread his wings and allowed himself to glide as he enjoyed the view.

While he’d been warned to avoid the flying-ribbons-with-teeth, he’d discovered they all fled from him when they heard him coming. Perhaps there was another predator that sounded like he did? The Glass People hadn’t reported seeing anything dangerous other than the ribbons.

He could see the lava fields’ glow and the occasional silver flash as the Silver People ran here and there in the distance. They never seemed to sleep, and recently, he was envious of that.

He banked left and flew closer to the lava fields. The rising thermals would get him extra altitude with less effort.This belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

Nate was really getting the hang of flying, and Eden was perfect for it as he didn’t need to worry about being seen by a human or a camera. He loved the freedom of soaring through the skies!

Additionally, his wings were quickly becoming stronger as the world seemed to keep him topped up with energy.

As he got closer to the lava’s glow, he began to hear something-a whispering voice with unintelligible words. Its volume was so low, he almost dismissed it as wind noise or sounds from the flow. The closer he got to the lava field, the more insistent the whispering became. He began to feel anxious and increased his speed.

He caught sight of something burning on the edge of the lava flow, maybe three feet from the flowing molten rock. It likely ignited just from being so close to the radiant heat.

Nate set down a good twenty feet back and folded his wings to protect them from the heat. He was finally able to see what was burning, and his stomach turned. It was a body. Broken and burned badly. It’s left arm was outstretched, pointing away from the lava.

He slowly walked closer, testing the ground as he went, but it was just dried up dirt. Grass wouldn’t grow this close to the flow, but the soil looked dark and rich. If the lava ever stopped and cooled, this land would immediately burst with plant life.

He stopped to examine the body from a tolerable distance away, and his eye caught sight of something in the hand pointing towards him that he’d never expected to see again.

Mab’s dagger.

The one she’d used on him.

When the shock faded, he discovered he was trembling and a few feet farther away. He glanced around, but Mab was nowhere to be seen. He looked again at the hand clinging to the weapon. Even in death, the corpse was refusing to release the cursed weapon.

How had it gotten here?

He thought of how Henry had dropped him into the world. What if… what if the body was someone else Henry dropped here, but this time from a great height?

His eyes were drawn once more to the dagger. Mab had told him of her rise to power and how this blade had assisted her efforts. Then she made him feel its bite, and he experienced it drinking… him. He realized the weapon probably still had his essence stored in it as Mab said it only released the energy to the wielder once the victim was dead.

Nate rushed forward and knelt down next to the burning body, doing his best to keep it between him and the lava to reduce his exposure to the radiant heat. Still, it was almost unbearable. He grabbed the hand at the wrist, but it still wouldn’t let go of the dagger. Finally, he yanked hard, and the wrist separated from the forearm with a wet pop. He scrambled away from the lava, clinging to his gory prize. When he reached the cool red grasses, he dropped himself down onto his back and stared up at the stars as he caught his breath. Shudders ran down his spine as he could feel the grisly object in his grip. He sat up and stared at it in disgust. Why did he do that?

He bent the fingers back one at a time until he could extract the weapon from the grip. He dropped the hand and wrapped his own fingers around the handle.

He sucked in a sharp breath as he felt his energy and confidence soak back into his body. What he’d lost to Mab’s cruel games, he now had back! He felt more like himself than he had in months!

Looking down, he knelt to pick up the hand. This was going into the molten river along with the rest of the body. Henry had to have dropped it here, and Nate owed him for his freedom and now for getting the dagger to him. He smiled as he recalled a meme covering this situation.

A good friend helps dispose of the body. A best friend doesn’t ask why there is a body.

When he returned to assess the task, he soon realized it wouldn’t be easy as he couldn’t get very close. How he’d managed it the first time was a mystery. Finally, he flew to the nearest grove of trees and returned with a long straight branch he cut for himself. Then he got as close as he could on his belly and used the branch to push the body over the edge into the lava. He threw the hand and the long branch into the molten river as well when he was done.

As he flew back to the Glass People’s village, he knew what he had to do next. He was going back to New York, and he would help Henry, in any way he could, to defeat Mab.

He needed a little payback for what she’d done to him, as well. He took a deep breath as he was able to think of his revenge without immediately falling apart.

He glanced to the horizon and saw the beginnings of dawn. The sun would be up soon. He’d speak with Xiong about opening a tear for him to go home. He smiled as that idea made him feel so much better.

What he wanted most at this moment was to get back to Marisa. He knew everything would be better once he was in her arms again.