The Infernal Games by Reed Logan Westgate

Author:Reed Logan Westgate
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Necromancer, LGBT, Magic, Druid, Nightmare
Publisher: Reed Logan Westgate
Published: 2021-07-24T00:00:00+00:00

It was dark, well past midnight, as Xlina’s eyes fluttered open, staring up at the ceiling fan. Her head throbbed with a resonance she couldn’t place, and a foul odor hung in the air that seemed a mix of smoke and acid. Her skin tingled, as if a thick strand of cobweb had stuck to her in her sleep, sending a shiver of revulsion down her spine. Xlina rolled from the mattress and nearly toppled as her legs found uneasy purchase. She felt terrible, almost sick to her stomach as she struggled to get the first few steps behind her. She strode toward the door to her room, her stomach knotting in a wave of nausea that nearly made her gag as she twisted the doorknob and passed through to the living area.

She tried to call for Amber and found a hoarse, dry throat waiting; her voice cracked in a hushed, coarse, froggy way that reminded her of when she had laryngitis as a teenager. A dim reddish light from the foyer drew her attention, and she ambled to the balcony overlooking the foyer. Peering out into where the foyer should be, she saw only an infinite black hole with a swirling red mass at the center. The whole room spun in her vision, and she grabbed the railing for dear life as she swooned, feeling like she was looking off the edge of reality into the abyss itself.

“Miss me?” Valeria’s sultry voice chimed in from behind, forcing Xlina to turn her head defensively and nearly swoon again from the sudden motion. The demon stood before her with no human guise at all. Her long black hair moved freely on an invisible current despite there being no tangible breeze. Her skin was ghost white, and her face was far more angular, with large fanged teeth that showed through her wicked smile. Large leathery wings flapped once behind her before folding back into place. She was nude save for patches of what looked like scales on her hips and feet. Her long demonic tongue slipped from her smile and extended down to her breast where it coiled, tantalizing a dark-gray erect nipple.

“You’re not supposed to be here,” Xlina gasped with a raspy voice.

“Where is here anyway?” Valeria parroted back, approaching in a seductive stride that accentuated her hips and allowed a forked tail to be seen dangling behind her with each step.

“It’s holy ground,” Xlina stammered, the feeling of betrayal sitting heavy in her stomach.

“Out there maybe,” Valeria cooed, pointing to the bay window on the far wall before pointing to her head and tapping lightly next to a small bony protrusion which could only be described as a horn. “But in here... Demons don’t dream. I bet they didn’t tell you that.”

“We’re...” Xlina stammered, looking at Amber’s door and realizing she wasn’t actually standing in the Heart’s Hearth. “We are in the dream world.”

“Yes,” Valeria cooed, still slowly approaching in a seductive manner. “The collective unconscious. If eyes are the window to the soul, then dreams are the back door to the heart.

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