One day Fernando rose well before the sun. In the premorning dark he went about fetching water from the well, milking the ornery old she-goat, and chopping and carrying in wood. At the first light of dawn, his grandmother stirred awake from her deep, death-like sleep, as though waking from a spell. Sitting on the
SessKag Series: The Pact, Part 135
The next few days passed like a dream. Kagome spent her daylight hours wandering the magical winter landscape with Shin and Sesshoumaru. She spent her twilight hours locked in Sesshoumaru’s heated embrace, tangled up with him in flesh and in spirit, in the bed of lush furs which was theirs alone. A private world unto
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Bane of Blood: La Gorgona, Part 10
Fernando rarely dreamed. Yet here in his grandmother’s jungle shanty, he dreamed without ceasing. Strange muddled half-dreams that felt to him like a delirium, a bizarre paroxysm in which he was paralyzed but still surreally aware. Visions came to him, elusive and chimerical and obscure. Visions of shifting shadows, of half-glimpsed monstrous forms. Voices spoke
SessKag Series: The Pact, Part 134
Kagome sat up, staring down at her son. Lying curled between her and Sesshoumaru, Shin smiled toothily back. As in his humanoid youkai form, he had fangs and claws and an ethereal aura. But that was about where the similarities ended. There was no ruff of silvery-white fur—no silveriness to him at all. No stripes
Bane of Blood: La Gorgona, Part 9
The old woman’s voice was harsh and low, as though she didn’t use it much. She hadn’t paused in her chopping up of the fibrous, milky mystery vegetable in the slightest. Fernando wondered when she’d last left this shack, or had last had company here, for that matter. “I’m Carmencita’s son,” he said, “your grandson.
SessKag Series: The Pact, Part 133 (Explicit)
Passing back beneath the waterfall with Sesshoumaru, Kagome felt giddy, light as air. She giggled as he scooped her up and leapt with a single bound from the pool to the alcove high above. Not even Inuyasha could jump that far in one go. As Sesshoumaru set her on her feet on the golden floorweave,
SessKag Series: The Pact, Part 132 (Explicit)
Kagome’s chest clenched at Sesshoumaru’s choice of words. She didn’t know properly how to take it, or even if she should. Hand-in-hand, she followed him beneath the falls anyway. The iridescent spray pounded down upon her head and shoulders, pleasurably warm and crisply fragrant. She heard a silvery sound as she passed, like the faint
Bane of Blood: La Gorgona, Part 8
After a few more meandering conversations, Fernando found himself standing before his grandmother’s home, a thatched-roof, dilapidated shack at the edge of the jungle. Little more than a dirt path had led up to it—a goat path, he saw now. In the bare earthen yard, a wiry, slack-teated nanny and her gaggle of skinny kids
SessKag Series: The Pact, Part 131
Whatever reservations Shin had about the water, he got over them quickly enough—especially when Sesshoumaru slid into the pool and splashed him. Clutching her son to her, Kagome yelled, splashing him back. Shin thrashed, growling in her hold. When Kagome let him go, he transformed at once into his humanoid youkai form and shot off