Blood Myth

After what seemed like days of this new, horrendous torture, something awakened inside of him. He felt his mind returning and growing in strength, a little at a time, until he knew he could use it fully to his advantage. One more step to freedom. With his mental powers back, he could regain his physical strength enough to escape. He closed his eyes and chanted.

"I call upon you, my spirit and my lion soul,
Guide me with your wisdom and strength,
Allow our magick to combine,
Communicate a way to see my path through dark places.
Help me to filter the necessary from the unnecessary,
Strengthen my power and free me from this hell,
Deliver me to my true destination."

He collected his power; he pulled from deep within and captured the demons' gaze. If he could keep their stare long enough, Cheres could turn their evil back on themselves. Their malicious souls suffocated him, but he kept hold of their eyes. Even with all the horrific deeds they had done flooding his mind, he knew he had to keep their stare. The violence they had committed turned his stomach, but it did not matter. He had to hold strong.

Contains: Strong Sexual Scenes, Language, and Violence

Egyptian Mythology, Shifters, Gods, Witches, & Fight Scenes