NOTE: THEY'LL BE OTHER EROTIC SERIES AFTER THIS STORY, SO STAY TUNED FOR MORE. DON'T FORGET TO DROP A REVIEW ON THE BOOK. There wasn't anything drastic or dramatic about the change. The boy didn't grow wings or horns or crack in the same way that the adept had when Seraphia descended. The only change Calyn picked up on was the fact that one moment, Roka's eyes were a dark brown and the next, it was like a nebula of stars had replaced his irises. The smile that had faded from the young man's face slowly came back. Only this time, there was nothing friendly about it. It was little more than a predator showing its teeth to the prey before it attacked. The most eerie part was that the boy's aura didn't change even in the least. If he closed his eyes and walked past someone, very few people in the world would notice that something was up with him. His hands still behind his back, the boy took a step forward. Everyone present watched him take a step forward. He didn't jump, he didn't turn

As if nothing worth noting had happened, Morpheus stepped forward. Again, the world twisted before him, space and causality being thrown out of whack as rather than taking one step forward, he reappeared just a step away from a pale-faced Deriel. In a few seconds, I'll probably kill your father and his two friends," Morpheus nonchalantly stated. There wasn't even an inkling of threat in his voice, each word uttered more as if it was a chore than a task of any significance. By the rising terror that Greg could see in the boy, Morpheus' matter-of-fact tone was even more terrifying. "You, as his filial child, have thus stepped forward to offer your life in his place," Morpheus continued, an amused smile playing on his lips. Deriel had already begun desperately shaking his head in the negative even before Morpheus finished his statement. "Come on, you've brought your former bride and the future mother of your children along," Morpheus continued with a glance at Calyn and then at Nerissa.

NOTE: THEY'LL BE OTHER EROTIC SERIES AFTER THIS STORY, SO STAY TUNED FOR MORE. DON'T FORGET TO DROP A REVIEW ON THE BOOK. The three at the top looked at each other and in their eyes, the unwillingness to risk their lives must have been as clear to each other as it was to Greg. "We beg that you understand our position," In the end, it was Mage Hira that spoke up. Though Greg couldn't help but notice that she was careful not to step forward when doing so. "A child barely at the third tier claims to be linked to a deity. Even if it was true, we had to test it, otherwise we'd be thought fools easily tricked by every wild claim out there. The Mage Korath was picked because he was powerful enough to be lethal to the boy should he have proven to be a charlatan but no true challenge to your eminent self. We meant no offense by our actions and if any has been caused, we are willing to compensate for it," she laid out. Greg could see what his teacher had been talking about when she told him

NOTE: THEY'LL BE OTHER EROTIC SERIES AFTER THIS STORY, SO STAY TUNED FOR MORE. DON'T FORGET TO DROP A REVIEW ON THE BOOK. Calyn couldn't keep the bittersweet smile off her face as she hugged Aunt Lina. The situation she was in was terrible, there was no question about it. But a good had come from it that she hadn't been expecting. While the woman had raised her in the place of her mother ever since she was young, she had never been the expressive type. That isn't to say that she was cold. She'd praise and congratulate you when you did right. She'd also reprimand and punish you when you did wrong. However, she'd always maintained an air of stoicism about her all through. Much as it now shamed her to admit, there were times when she'd thought that her aunt was only raising her out of a sense of obligation and nothing more. She had mistaken the fact that her aunt didn't wear her heart on her sleeve for her not truly caring about her.It had felt like she'd been thrown into a pit when wi

NOTE: THEY'LL BE OTHER EROTIC SERIES AFTER THIS STORY, SO STAY TUNED FOR MORE. DON'T FORGET TO DROP A REVIEW ON THE BOOK. When Greg came to, the carriage was already halfway across the city. It was a testament to just how strong his body had become that he regained consciousness so fast. In the past, whenever Morpheus took over, it would usually take about three or more days for him to wake up again. Now, less than an hour since Morpheus had relinquished control, Greg was once again awake and in control. Olivia, who was seated beside him, smiled when she noticed that he was awake. "You played your part splendidly, Master," she complimented. Olivia had been Greg's secret weapon if things had turned for the worst. No one would have expected a deity to rely on a familiar in a fight, which is why she would have been a deadly surprise when she was called into battle. Luckily, that hadn't proven necessary. "Anything in particular you want me to get from them?" She then went on to question.