What Happens in the Field of Reeds (R)

**This short story is rated R or 17+. It includes themes of nudity, sexual encounters, swearing, and detailed exchanges between characters. Readers discretion is advised. ????????** **"I'll return sooner or later." ** Khaliset called out flatly,...

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The Crocodile's Scales

From high above, a goddess watched as a human ceremony commenced below. Beneath her paws, pillows of silk warmed her toes, and a sweet inscent burned in her sensitive nostrils. A statue of a God stood nearby, along with a flaming torch as the stone...

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Accidents Happen - Part 3

Khaliset watched the boy watching the gladiators. After the death of his parents and destruction of the farm, learning to fight seemed to consume the growing child. Rahotep studied every move of the top fighters, and with time and age his adoptive...

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Accidents Happen - Part 2

Khaliset felt the need to be a larger part of the mortal world than her heritage allowed. Though her father never knew, Khaliset continued to secretly watched the boy she had once saved. The demigod became familiar with Rahotep and his family. She...

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Accidents Happen - Part 1

Such is life and the daily toll it takes upon our minds. How ever consumed are the immortal. With her family in the Duat, Khaliset was restless. Forever tolling away, mindless in her duties. Same thing, day in, day out. How she longed to be closer...

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Khaliset's Creation

Khaliset was not born unto a mother and a father like most. Her title of demigod is not as telling as it may seem, for she has one creator and no mortal blood. Her tale of creation is a wonder filled feature, full of magic and beauty. The story begins...

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Should've Invited Me

Another long, restless time had worn away at the young goddess. Time in the afterlife was different than that of earth, to say the least. The land of A'aru never slept, stuck in constant high noon. The Duat on the other hand, was always awash in...

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