

Alternate Angels 11Jaynaece balked silently when Kara spoke of knowing her from the Moondown House. Karla's reference was to a few years prior, during Jaynaece's adventures with her former band of Lantan childhood friends and adventuring allies.Alternate Angels 11
Point in fact, the Moondown House had been where here former life with that troupe ended, and her career with her current allies began. Jaynaece and her former band had unsuccessfully raided the Moondown House, a temple to Shar, goddess of darkness and shadow, mistress of the night and the soul's he darker desires. They were taken captive.
Jaynaece remembered almost nothing of her captivity,


Alternate Angels 10Jaynaece and Amane gazed keen-eyed through the bamboo forest, and marked two other women in stealthy approach.Alternate Angels 10
One woman stood beside but sightly in front of the other. The front right woman bore into Jaynaece and Amane with a piercing stare of ice blue eyes. Chaotic but glamorous hair, a red of bright arterial blood or shining ruby, blossomed and cascaded down around her terrifyingly gorgeous face and bare supple shoulders. She walked with a confident yet relaxed and alluring gait, body sashaying gently, the effect quite visible beneath a tiny scarlet gown.
The garment, matching her hair, had a lazy pair of shoulde


Alternate Angels 9When at last they rose from blissful post-passionate nap, Helene dressed and returned to the temple, but Jaynaece stayed amongst bamboo for awhile. She performed her lengthy and grueling yet graceful daily regimen of stretches and static exercises. Next she meditated. A ranger of the Red Knight, the strawberry-blonde Jaynaece chose to perform her daily prayers in the midst of nature, when possible.Alternate Angels 9
When Jaynaece surfaced from her meditations, she rose and turned about. She stopped, shocked. Amane, an agent of the temple, leaned casually against a bamboo stalk behind her. For all Jaynaece knew, the Kozakuran young woman had been t


Alternate Angels 8Faralas rested on his front upon a futon mattress, the room tatami-floored and rice-paper-walled on three sides like the rest of the temple. He lay sprawled across the mattress, clad only in black undershorts. The bronze-tanned muscles of his long frame relaxed and unknotted after the unnatural postures of being chained and flown about by Odessa and Phoenix. He took frequent sips from a pitcher of cool water, in which hibiscus blossoms floated.Alternate Angels 8
The door slid open and shut again, as a striking human woman strode into the room. Tight black leather pants hugged muscular legs and buttocks. Her blouse was white and much looser, frill
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