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FIRST NOVEL PUBLISHED
It's in Kindle, but gotta get started somewhere. If interested in some well-written smut fiction with a touch of the paranormal, please give my first book a go!
Hyperborean - Kindle edition by Teofanov, Roxy Cybelle. Paranormal Romance Kindle eBooks @ Amazon.com.
Absolute UNIT
Why does he look beefier than normal?!
So. Nothing new. Just obsessed with Sylus as per usual. Story was great, but was more... positive? than I imagine most myths are. The connection/awareness between this myth, the previous myth and current content is wild.
So. Good.
Here are some pictures.
So. It turned out that my "idea" for the next Sylus card was spot fucking on. Even down to the wife bit. I don't know if I'm going to continue the experiment. I was struggling a bit with getting the right style for the myth memory. As in the ones in the game are not text heavy, and I'll get carried away and go into full fanfic mode and write too much text for a "card."
And, well, the predicted card will be here tomorrow. So
Not sure.
I also realized I did a piss poor job of making it easy for people to read them, so I'll have to keep messing with this fic writing format on here.
If you enjoyed what I had so far and would like more despite the card coming out, let me know. Also feel free to put in a good word for me at Infold lol.
Last thing:
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah that FUCKING CARD. IM GONNA DIE
Bound by Blood
A Sylus Myth Banner/Sylus X MC
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Part 3
A haunting emptiness filled the castle. But the decor didn’t seem to match the isolation that echoed in the halls. The stone was dark, but the ambiance was warm.
I had hunted vampires to their castles and hovels before. Generally, they were hollow, empty shells, and occasionally, a vampire might keep trophies.
I didn’t see anything that would qualify as the usual vampire trophy. Not a skull or bone in sight. Not even a single splatter of blood.
Amidst the black stone walls and floor and the dark wood furnishings were flowers of red and violet. Vines grew on the walls, the flowers all in bloom despite the cold. Gold and silver trinkets lay on decorative tables, carefully chosen and displayed.
Sylus led me to an open living space where a fire crackled and basked the room in its red and gold light. Large seats, all a dark wine red, but had blankets and pillows of white and violet, red and black, black and violet. Warm rugs, incredibly soft to the touch, graced the floor. Bookcases lined the walls, full of tomes from floor to ceiling. Three crows flew down from their perches among the shelves to greet their master.
I watched Sylus with them. I certainly didn’t intend to tell him that I was also fond of crows.
He fed them each in turn, caressed their feathers and then sent them off, before he turned to face me. I stiffened when that gaze fell on me again.
None of this was normal for a vampire.
“You had questions?”
I shot him a glare. “And you had answers. Or so you said.”
This might be his territory, but I had destroyed hundreds of vampires in their dens. This wouldn’t be any different.
“What nonsense were you talking about? Were you speaking in riddles just to lure me here?” I drew my blades, prepared for his trickery.
“No. I meant every word. I’m tired of this song and dance of ours, kitten,” he whispered.
He approached me and his imposing height and breadth filled my vision. I realized I could actually lose. My hands trembled on the hilts of my blades, but not from fear.
Fear would’ve been smarter. Instead it was anticipation that made my hands shake, though I had no idea why. What was I waiting for? The answers he still dangled in front of me that he didn’t offer willingly?
“What song and dance?” I bit out, trying to hold onto my annoyance and anger.
Why did his presence, the tenderness on his stoic features, affect me? It was all a trap. It had to be. He was a vampire. None of them could be trusted.
Monsters. All of them.
“The one where you hunt me down, try to kill me, only to change your mind.” His voice caressed. “Where you fight the truth until your soul resonates with mine. The one where we live out our days in bliss until you leave me.”
Now his gaze flickered with anger. Or anguish. His right eye glowed brighter than the other.
“Again.” His smile returned as if that agonized moment hadn’t existed at all. As if I hadn’t seen it. “And then I have to wait. Wait until you come to hunt me again.”
I felt my jaw hang open at his impossible statements. I didn’t get a chance to gather my thoughts when he spoke again.
“Tell me, kitten. Doesn’t this all look familiar? Doesn’t my castle look like a home?”
He offered me his hand. “Shall I take you on the tour of our lives together? Of every piece of yourself you added to this hollow space? To remind me when you were gone that you were still here. To haunt me as I waited.”
“I don’t believe you,” I finally managed to breathe.
“Hm.” But his smile didn’t leave his lips. He dropped his hand. “I suppose you do have no reason to trust the word of a vampire. But you agreed that you didn’t want to waste time, so… we won’t.”
His long strides took him to the mantle over the fireplace where a curtain hung. The type that covered a portrait. Red curtains fringed in black and gold. He pulled the rope at its side to reveal—
Me. In a gown of black feathers and red silk, draped in the arms of the vampire before me. Neither figure looked out into the room. Both only gazed at each other.
I took a step back and my blades clattered on the stone floor. No. I stared at the physical man, unable to look at the image he’d presented.
“You said I hunted you.” My heart hammered so violently it would likely bruise my ribs. It wasn’t possible that he had a portrait of me and him—like that—when I’d never met him before now.
Unless…
It was true.
“Have I always been a hunter?”
Sylus gave me a slight nod of his head. “Always. And you always arrive in Tartarus Town eventually.”
“I’ve betrayed my oath in…every life?” I breathed before my legs finally gave up their strength.
In a swirl of black and red mist, Sylus was at my side and caught me in his embrace before I crumpled onto the castle floor.
I didn’t fight him. I clung to his arms.
“In every life you’ve had to learn the truth about those who bound you to them. And why they want you to end me.”
Sylus lifted me into his arms so easily, I felt dizzy. My hat fell off my head. The way he looked at me…
I was precious to him.
“Who are you?” I breathlessly asked.
Sylus’ gaze caressed my face. “You don’t remember, kitten?” he teased.
“I’m the other half of your soul.”
TBC
sometimes i say things on twitter and then make a little graph about it
The real horseshoe theory.
Bound by Blood
A Sylus Myth Banner/Sylus X MC
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Part 2
The vampire and I left the tavern and headed toward the edge of town. His long, loose white hair caught the icy breeze. He walked in front of me, leading the way. The moment we were out of town, I could sink by blade into his back and take his head.
"You'll find that hard to do."
His silken voice passed over me like a caress. How had he—
A sigh escaped him.
"The least you could do is attempt some casual conversation before you plot to stab me in the back, my sweet. It isn't like we haven't done this song and dance before."
...what?
I stopped walking. I drew my blades. We were some distance from the town by now.
"I have one purpose, vampire. You know what I am, then you know how this will end."
"And yet lifetime after lifetime." He turned to face me. The moonlight seemed to make his eyes more vibrant. "It never ends the way you think it will."
He was only trying to confuse me. Manipulate me. Other vampires had tried before. It never worked. I wouldn't let it work now.
I shifted my blades to ready an attack, prepared for his strike. It didn't come. He only stood there, caressed by the moonlight and the wind, still as a statue, his face carved marble into dangerous perfection, his expression patient, amused.
And a little tired?
"Who are you?"
A pleased smile spread over his lips. "Sylus."
My chest burned as the name sliced through my subconscious.
"That doesn't tell me anything," I blurted out against the warmth that ran through me.
"Doesn't it?"
"Stop talking in riddles and answer my damn question!"
"But you haven't asked the right one yet, sweetie."
"Stop using these pet names with me, vampire! They won't work. I don't know you. You're just another overly confident vampire who won't realize he's outmatched until he's turning to ash."
Now he moved.
I wasn't prepared, but my instincts still reacted. In a blur, he was in my space, so close I could feel the warmth of his body through the cold air and layers of clothing. Which shouldn't have made sense since vampires had no warmth.
My sword was at his throat, but it didn't stop him from being far too close.
"Oh, I know I'm outmatched. I was outmatched the first time we parried blades, but I don't feel inclined to play the game with you this time. So I'm changing the rules."
"Rules to what?"
"Our fate, my sweet."
He leaned back and offered his hand.
"You want to know what I'm talking about? About this thousand year dance of ours?"
I stared at him. He manipulated me. I knew it. But... Despite knowing he was a vampire, nothing seemed to click. He looked like one. But the townsfolk didn't act like thralls. They seemed to know he was a vampire, but didn't seem to care.
He didn't flee like most did when I found them. He acted like he knew me, even though I know this was the first time we'd ever met.
Wasn't it?
Something about his words, his name, felt like I had stood in this spot a hundred times before.
So I did something I'd never done before.
I sheathed my swords.
I brushed his hand away. "Lead the way... Sylus. If this is a trick, I will make sure there's nothing left of you to remember."
He lowered his hand. "A fair bargain."
He turned again and continued leading the way through the snow to his castle.
TBC
Old drawing😋
Summer photoshoot. Sylus probably paid someone to take the photos. Or he made Kieran or Luke do it hence all the extra flounce.
His face!!!! Sylus my dear and beloved king, my love, my husband. My obsession. Infold has done well, very well.
Bound by Blood
A Sylus Myth Banner/Sylus X MC
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Part 1
I am a Hunter. My earliest memories were training with other children to fight the monsters of the night. The world was littered with creatures that would devour mortals, corrupt them, enslave them. We learned to fight them all. Days spent on techniques, weapon training, casting.
But each of us had a specialization.
Mine were vampires.
I followed rumors, gathered information, then struck. My weapons precise as I destroyed every target and freed people from their enslavement, their seduction. Freed them from becoming the vampire's next meal.
New rumors surfaced in a remote area in the mountains.
I entered the village at midday, when it should've been the busiest, the ideal time to blend in without anyone noticing. But the village was silent. There were no people going about their daily tasks, no children running and playing, no animals.
Was I too late? Had the vampire already reduced this place to a ghost town? I walked the town with silent steps and stopped at the edge of it, when the view of the castle loomed large.
Nestled in the mountains, it sat perched like a gargoyle, overlooking the village that had been decimated. Vampires were creatures of convenience. It made little sense for one to devour the entire village.
Perhaps the villagers had already fled?
I tracked the best route to the castle from the village and then returned as dusk fell. The glow of the fading sun illuminated the flowers of the pass like a sanguine sea.
How terribly fitting for a vampire.
But when I arrived in town again, expecting an empty village and to find myself some shelter from the night...
Life had returned.
People were in the streets illuminated by softly, glowing lanterns. They greeted each other pleasantly. The forges of the blacksmith and armorsmith were lit, the tavern bustled with laughter and music. The scent of sweet meats and breads filled the night air.
Night had fallen and the village had come alive. Where had they all been when I'd arrived earlier?
I went to the tavern. Amidst the bustle no one noticed me, at first. By the time I reached the barkeep I felt eyes taking my measure.
"A traveler?" the barkeep queried with amusement. "Don't get many of those around here! Not really safe to travel at night."
Since blending in was off the table, I ran with what he offered. "Yes. I passed through town earlier, but when I realized there wasn't much more ahead I turned around to rest, in what I thought, was empty houses!"
The barkeeper's rich laughter filled the space and the musicians played a little louder. "Not empty, just asleep!"
I stared at him for a moment. "Asleep? The entire village sleeps during the day and is up at night?" I confirmed.
Then again, that would be one way to avoid a vampire. But the people seemed too lively for a place threatened by a vampire.
"Isn't that a little dangerous," I added.
"Not here," the barkeep said before going to deal with a paying regular.
I still felt the eyes behind my skull. Boring into my neck. One of my hands clenched over the hilt of one of the blades that crisscrossed behind my hip.
I turn only to meet eyes the color of fresh blood.
"Hmm. You're new in town. We don't often get travelers who linger."
I felt my pulse racing in my throat. Those red eyes flickered down toward it. No doubt about it. He was the vampire. If the red eyes hadn't given him away, his pale skin and white hair did.
"Norman, some mulled wine for our guest. She must be tired from all her travels. I'll have my usual."
The bartender chuckled. "On its way, m'lord."
I tried to keep myself calm. The townsfolk weren't afraid of him? Were they all his thralls?
"They're not."
I brushed away my confusion and glared at the demon above me. Vampires couldn't read minds.
"No, we can't. But your face wears your thoughts very loudly, kitten." One of his hands came up to toy with a strand of hair that had escaped my hat. "Shouldn't a Hunter be more careful," he whispered.
I tightened my grip on the hilt of my blade.
"Now, now. I'm being a courteous host. The least you could do is be a good guest in front of the locals, hm?"
The bartender seemed perfectly fine with the vampire. Did they not realize what he was? But the vampire was right. Attacking him in the tavern wouldn't be safe for the bystanders.
I don't kill innocents. Only monsters.
I released the hilt of my sword. For now.
"I won't be drinking anything."
The vampire's slow smile was amused but unsurprised. "I expected no less. We'll save our 'conversation' for your stay at the castle."
"My what–!"
"Here are your drinks! Hope you enjoy your time here in Tartarus Town," the barman said. "Do you need me to book you a room?"
"That won't be necessary, Norman. She's actually the someone I mentioned I was expecting. She'll be accompanying me once she's ready to go."
I wanted to argue, but I didn't. I needed to figure out a way to regain my footing and make sure no one was hurt when I buried my blade into the vampire's black heart.
TBC
the council will now decide your fate
Happy birthday, Vicious💮
My favorite part of Sylus' card was when he went from being extremely thrilled for being chased by seagulls and having mc on his lap...
To be extremely pissed because the dolphins interrupted their kiss and threw them in the ocean 😂
Look at his "I cannot with this shit no more" face LMAO the algae compliments his eyes 🤭
AND THE TWITCHING OF HIS EYE??? I'M DEAD
Kisses him as compensation
Sure do love feeling unsafe in my own home because I've become further disabled, basically home bound because we're stuck on the second floor, and dealing with a landlord who refuses to show an ounce of sympathy for a situation that changed over the 7 years we've lived here. Anyway we're trying to get out. Putting our names on housing waitlists, hoping something comes up sooner rather than later. We have a GFM to help us move that we would very much appreciate getting passed around. Thank you for your time. <3 GoFundMe
A LADS-related writing experiment
So I came up with a thought and this will be my first time putting up a piece of fiction on tumblr. It's a little nerve wracking because I'm not sure how it will go, but seeing as the tags I'm writing for are bombarded with fics, I'm hoping I'll be okay.
Context: the friends that I sucked into this game were having a conversation about the last Xavier banner with that delicious long hair. We wondered who would be the next long haired banner and what the mythos would be. We ultimately concluded that Zayne would likely be the next candidate (even though he already has a mythos with 'long hair') because he's due a new myth card, especially in the style they started with Sylus' first *real* mythos card (I love you Infold, but the first set doesn't count for him since it's just chillin' at a hotel and nothing gloriously mythological about it), and we've never seen Zayne's 'long hair' loose before.
That said, considering Sylus is my favorite and I am *obsessed* with the man, I wondered what his long-haired myth banner would be. Considering all the references, jokes, among fans and the writers alike, I thought vampire was probably a safe fucking guess. xD
Official Preamble: So what is all this context for? I have no idea what Infold will do when they finally get around to another Sylus myth banner, or when they'll do a Sylus long-haired card. Whether they'd both be the same or different cards. But for a bit, I'm gonna pretend I'm a writer for Infold (if you are hiring for writing or translating, hit me UP) and I'm going to write a Sylus myth banner card. Where he has long hair. And is a mother fucking vampire.
I even already name the two cards: Bound by Blood & Sanguine Sunsets.
These will be Sylus X Reader/MC so all can enjoy as if actual banner. This idea is burning through me, so I'll be doing this soon.
Please look forward to it!
PS: As an aside, I'm also recording myself reading the World Underneath stories for a friend. It's very basic right now, and I kind of want to add text (large enough to be read), but I'm still figuring out how to do that. If people are interested in that, please let me know and I'll work on it, and/or put up what I have so far. It will encourage me to get more done for her and for others.
