Robler

It was always weird coming back home. I saw the house that I grew up in, knowing that there was a different family living there now who had no idea what had happened in there. I walked over the courtyard into the family house, a big and very fancy house that somehow reminded me of a casino. Everyone stopped moving as I walked in. I was one of the very few who weren't born daemon so I always got a lot of attention. Being a half breed would make most people wrinkle their nose in here, but being an bitten gave you all kinds of strange rumors. Once I hear someone saying that only my upper body was daemon, and that it was slowly spreading down tow

Ah London, what a beautiful city. I hated this beautiful city. The worse things in my life had happened in this beautiful city, all the years of being bullied for example. I had never been strong enough for striking back, but of course that had changed. I sometimes played with the thought of finding my old classmates and give them a good beating, but I know that was against the rules. No personal business could interfere with the family. I had the family to thank for everything, if it wasn't for the Pecora sisters I probably wouldn't survives those horrible school years. Every time I got home they were there to play with me, but the older we

Deamons - Part 1 Nice is a very nice place indeed, I see why they named it Nice. I wouldn't mind staying here a few more days, some sun would do me nice, but we had work to do. Keenan had been tracing the whole day, which left me alone with Vladislav. I didn't like the guy very much, and neither did he like me. I don't think he liked anyone now that I think about it, I never seen him smile once. He was Russian and was always waring a coat, even in this hot weather he wouldn't take it off. Maybe it reminded him of the cold winters at home, I don't know. Everybody know I hated him, but yet I got teamed up with him time after time. Suddenly Ke