Dirge of Hell

It is my writer's block breaker.

As you know I'm having trouble writing the next scene of Corrupt light dragon... (shame on me, I know). But to counter that, I've been writing a Greek Mythology fiction. So you can see that I haven't been lazy. If you like my sense of humor, then please proceed to this link: http://www.fanfiction.net/s/9050393/1/Dirge-of-Hell (I update every saturday...)

Thank you!

I'm moving :)

To all my wonderful readers:

Announcement!

You've been faithfully reading this story and I greatly appreciate your time and attention :).
I wish for you to know that this story is not over yet!
However I will be updating in a new site called Wattpad.com where all the genius authors of the world gather.

You can search for corrupt light dragon in wattpad and voila! You'll find my story there :)
I'll try to edit chapters before I post it there for a smoother reading experience.

Thank you very much and I hope I'll see you there!

Chapter 11 (Part 2)

Our kidnappers then proceeded to grab us and hoist us over their shoulders like a troublesome sack of potatoes. Really this is no way to treat a delicate lady like me.

Not that you’re in any way delicate.

 Where did that voice come from? And why did it sound suspiciously like Noirxus?

Chapter 11 (Part 1)

“Oh my, would you look at that – an uninvited, unwelcome, suspicious but pleasantly polite visitor interrupting my long awaited dinner,” I said sarcastically. “Since you’re here, can I offer you some tea, some snack or some beating? I’d be glad to dish out any of the three.”

Chapter 10 (Part 3)

Brooding is not my style; apologizing, even more. I have too much pride for that. So I’m not going to apologize to Noirxus but I may clear up some misunderstandings if he even misunderstood. There is a chance that he got my real meaning and not the double meaning or he got both meanings but chose to ignore the other. But if he only got the second meaning, the embarrassing one, then I’m going to turn it around and slap my intended meaning on his face, mock his weakness, twist the words and the situation to insult his perverseness (not mine) among other things, so he won’t get the wrong idea next time. I’ll make it so that he got the wrong idea not me because I’m perfectly innocent in the first place. Yeah, that’s a good plan. I’m going with that plan.

Chapter 10 (Part 2)

AN: Alright people sorry for the long wait~! I got caught up with the new semester... but I didn't forget my novel if that's what you're thinking! So as a reward to my patient readers, an extra long part!

I found myself standing to the side of a black roofless hall. The floor, the walls, the intricately carved columns all seemed to be made from a black polished stone, an odd mix between granite and marble that dimly sparkled according to perspective or the way the light hits the stones. The expansive rectangular space opened up to the ominous dark sky. The only light that ever graced the room were the brief flashes of silent lightning from above.

Chapter 10 (Part 1)

We reached the gates before sundown. As soon as the guards caught sight of Daisy, they saluted and lowered their head but after Daisy and Rascielle passed, they did a complete attitude change and barred our way with their spears or sticks as I see it.