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The Rogue's Harem Book 1, Chapter 12: Shadow's Tricks

The Rogue's Harem

Book One: Rogue's Sultry Harem

Part Twelve: Shadow's Tricks

By mypenname3000

Copyright 2018

Note: Thanks to B0b and WRC 264 for beta reading this.

Chapter Thirty-Four: Shadow's Tricks

Sven Falk – Forest of Lhes, The Strifelands of Zeutch

“Las's cock,” I groaned, throwing Nathalie off of me. The former virgin rolled, on the ground, gasping in shock. Shadows surged around her, wiggling and writhing on the ground like angry snakes.

I stared up at the faerie standing over me, her arms folded beneath her large, soft breasts. Nipple rings glittered as her tits rose and fell. She had purple eyes that almost glowed with an intensity, her pink hair billowing about her hard face. Butterfly-like wings spread wide behind her, the same hue as her hair trimmed in the same purple of her eyes.

“You!” I growled, rolling to my feet, rising naked. The shadows rippled about my feet. “You tricked me into fucking the virgin?”

The faerie arched an eyebrow. “I think you have more important things to worry about than my game,” she said, something mischievous in her voice, a twinkle in her eyes. They flicked, liked they focused on something behind me.

Then the faerie rippled, vanished.

I threw a look behind me, saw nothing but more shadows writhing across the ground. Then I heard something. Over Nathalie's panicked whimpers and the thrashing in the tent where my sister and Zanyia were tricked into making love, I heard the jangle of metal. That unmistakable clink of armor.

My instincts screamed at me to fetch my weapons. I left my gear by the fire, my short sword sheathed. I raced for it, the shadows billowing about my feet, rippling like inky fog. I struggled to remember everything I knew about faerie.

They hate iron.

They made illusions.

They liked to play tricks.

The faerie we hunted had found us and our best way to capture her, using a virgin as bait, was ruined. She made me think I was fucking Zanyia. Anger surged through me. How that bitch must have laughed as she perched in the trees, watching me ruin all my plans. We needed that faerie to cross over into her world and stop that bastard's plans.

Something hissed behind me. A sword slashing through the air and—

Pain flared hot across my back, then the wound went icy cold. I stumbled, feeling the blood sheet down my back. I crashed to my knees, my hands snagging my sword hilt. I threw a look behind me, saw an arc of blood splattered across the ground.

And nothing else.

A deep voice rumbled with a cruel laugh.

I ripped my short sword from its sheath, the muscles in my back burning. I hissed agony through my teeth as I raised my weapon in a stance, my heart thudding. Heavy footsteps crunched around me, armor jingling.

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Kora Falk

I shoved my head out of the tent, finally untangled from Zanyia. It had shocked me realizing I sixty-nined with the lamia sex slave instead of Nathalie. I should have ...