《Diary of Erica Kron》Day 241
Advertisement
Today I figured out how to let Azrezel access the terminal. Well, technically I followed the directions of someone who told me how to do it so I didn’t actually figure anything out myself. I do have the be physically present though, so it ended up being the two of us sitting together while we went over all the information coming up about necromancy and him regularly offering his own insights.
So we basically ended up cuddling all day. Which was great cause it was really hot thanks to my attempts to melt the snow faster than it could fall, his cold skin was a nice reprieve from that heat.
It seems someone tried to assassinate Tiddol today. Looks like they have decided to switch tactics away from trying to kill me after nearly a dozen failures. Tiddol was injured, quite severely in fact, but it wasn’t anything a competent healer couldn’t fix, and what do you know, she is really good friends one of the best.
The worrying part is that the assassin wasn’t caught. It was a bombing attempt by way of messing with one of the potions Tiddol was working on. Luckily she is very accustomed to having potions randomly explode on her, so she knew what she needed to do in order to not die from the blast or the shrapnel. The only way this could have been pulled off is through some teleportation as Tiddol had a close eye on everything before it exploded. Nothing about that potion would have caused it to explode the way it did without tampering.
I asked Tiddol if it was possible that it could have been caused by the device I made that teleports explosions, but according to her, it was a distinctly alchemical explosion. I’m not sure what the difference, I wasn’t even aware there was a difference, so I’ll trust her judgment on that.
Advertisement
I hope we manage to find the would-be assassin, if he can teleport things like that he could strike at any time. I’m not even sure how we could begin looking, I would rather not go through and read everyone’s minds because for one that would be rather uncomfortable for both me and the person whose mind I’m reading, and two it occasionally causes permanent brain damage, which is really hard for me to fix, if it is even possible.
Other than that I spent my downtime with Tiddol, making sure she was alright after the attempted assassination. Both physically and mentally.
Anyway, Good Night Diary.
Advertisement
- In Serial150 Chapters
Her Tempestuous Villain
WINNER OF WFP 31: FIRST PLACE GOLD TIER
8 475 - In Serial26 Chapters
Playtime
Savanna Henderson is a Fallen Angel. She's known for her rebellious side and her senses to see demons and devils. But once she gets tangled into a mess with seven servants of the Devil, her life turns upside down. She becomes property to a demon named Min Yoongi, but also becomes friends with an Angel and soon learns that the dark wins over the light. Can she learn to fight or will she forever be property to a demon? (fanfic of BTS) I have this story published on wattpad. https://www.wattpad.com/myworks/152169660-playtime
8 129 - In Serial18 Chapters
A ragbag of stories, don't expect them to end.
Well, what do you think I'd write here? If you think that something has gotten you interested or inspired leave a comment I'll check it out.
8 119 - In Serial44 Chapters
Harry Potter memes
Just a book of memes I found abou Harry Potter!!!! Totally weird and randomm!!!
8 264 - In Serial50 Chapters
Greys II - Ghosts
There he stood, dark eyes, dark hair, beautiful in the most devastating of ways. It scared me how little he had changed, his hair was longer and black, his frame thinner, like he hadn't eaten since I last saw him. His eyes were different, lacking something they had always held before, lacking anything really, and yet he was the same. He looked weak, but I knew he wasn't. "Hi, angel."His voice was just as dead as his eyes. It sent a shiver up my spine. That was the reason I felt sick, that was the reason he seemed different. He was dead, and as much as I wanted to hate him, I was sad he was empty, sad he wasn't the same man anymore."Hello, Gabriel."My voice came out softer than I would have liked, the words burning my tongue. But it didn't matter, I got the desired effect even if the volume wasn't there. He flinched, his eyes widening, his eyebrows twitching up and together, his jaw setting for just a moment. But then it was gone and he looked away, death settling back in his eyes, in the lines of his face.» ✦ «#2 in Angel Romance#3 in Demonology#11 in Thriller#Mature, 18+ for all the reasons. Not a YA novel (again).**Due to disturbing themes, violence, depression, language and literally everything else, this is not for the kids. Ghosts is darker than Intentions. But you need to live in the dark to appreciate the light...or at least, the lighter grays 🖤🖤
8 180 - In Serial23 Chapters
Story Of My Life
This book is all about a real story of my personal life and every up and down, with changes only of places and names of people. Mature scenery is to be expected
8 180

