Seeking Dusk: Part 13

If what I thought I saw in her before was anger, then there isn\'t a word to describe what she\'s showing now. The Power in her is leaking out, far more than she means to. And if this is but a fraction of her power, she is not someone I want to have for an enemy.

The Elysian: Fifteenth Dream

A whoosh of wind envelopes me. I blink and Goodfellow is standing in front of me. He has his arms crossed, and a look of disapproval on his face. He takes a few steps towards me. I feel my fear return, remembering that he\'s akin to a god. Even so, I stand my ground. He comes in close. It\'s a little uncomfortable.

The 19th Century Paranormal Investigator: Chapter 22

Con calls for me. Did he find something already? I leave Lance and rush down to the other end of the aisle of books. There, Con was staring at something off in the corner of the room. Something hidden by the shelves from where I was in the front of the room. Something for which I was not prepared.

Mild Mannered: Issue #9

\"He pulls out a large binder, filled with plastic protected sheets. The book flops open and the images spill into my mind. The figures within remind me of Renaissance marble statues captured on a page, with hyper realistic anatomy articulating each sinewy muscle.\"

The 19th Century Paranormal Investigator: Chapter 21

I am finding myself more and more perplexed. My studies were more on the material reality of demonic beings. To think they could draw power from a concept is baffling to me. Is it a trick? Is it a lie? Nothing to do but trust it if it’s the truth, and play along until I can figure it out if it isn’t.

Seeking Dusk: Part 12

\"To see all five of them here together... It is rarer than seeing two of the Archangels. And while it should be their decision, I must admit, I am curious as to why they\'re here.\"

The Elysian: Fourteenth Dream

The wind kicks up around me, throwing dirt and leaves through the air. I squint and put my arms up to protect my face. The wind sounds like it\'s laughing. Something maniacal. “Wind, leaf, dirt and rock. Our dear mortal is in for a shock...\"

Seeking Dusk: Part 11

\"They were coming.\" \"They don\'t normally come down to earth. They normally speak directly with the Seraphim, Archangels and Principalities. Why they would come down to the planet is beyond me. Unless something were to threaten the very fabric from which reality is woven.\"

The 19th Century Paranormal Investigator: Chapter 19

\"As many things as I have done in my life, few can match the plethora of low level demons I killed, the young boy I discovered with his unique talents, facing a partially corporeal demon, summoning and trapping a ghost only to discover it is not a ghost, all the while, trying not to die while exorcising two demons possessing such a large estate.\" I suppose when I say it all like that, my day certainly seems much more amazing than I ever really considered.\"