Campfire Chronicles
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Campfire chronicles 1 - An Awkward Gathering of Misfits by Denesmera
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
21 Sep 2024
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She'd been on that nautiloid ship. With two others. Where are they? She manoeuvres herself to her feet, and stumbles forward. Someone lies prone a short distance away. Slim with dark, hair framing her face, arms by her sides as if placed there deliberately, carefully. Not a hair out of place. Beside her, a strange object. Polyhedral. Foreign markings etched onto each of its faces. A dim glow emanates from within as Maeva stretches out a hand to grasp it, then she thinks better of it and gives the stranger a shake. What was her name…?
'Shadowheart?'Series
- Part 1 of Campfire Chronicles
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Campfire Chronicles 3 - The Tiefling party. by Denesmera
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
09 Jun 2024
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"See you any mark upon their neck? See you any dirt upon their clothes?"
She wriggled. Gods, his voice was sinful.He swept his eyes over her. 'Hmm, your clothes are filthy. I suppose it’s not really surprising given the past few days.
He dropped the book and leaned over her, their bodies touching. There was a soft breath on her neck then cool lips brushing over where he'd last fed from her. 'And that is definitely a mark on your neck.' He kissed his way up until he reached her mouth, then pulled her closer to him, pushing one of his legs between hers. 'Bad news, my sweet. I think you might be a vampire,' he said softly as his hands pulled at her clothing. 'Now take these filthy things off so I can continue my examination.'
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- Part 2 of Campfire Chronicles
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Campfire Chronicles 4 - Moonrise Towers - The confession by Denesmera
Fandoms: Baldur's Gate (Video Games)
23 Jun 2024
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Maeva and Astarion have a heart-to-heart at Moonrise.
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'Are you hungry?' She took the notebook back and threw it on the pile.
'I thought you'd be trancing by now. I was going to slip in, eat and slip out again.' He raised an eyebrow and grinned. 'So to speak.'
'I tried to trance.' She shrugged. 'I gave up. So now you have the pleasure of my sparkling company while you dine on me.'
'Well, I'll just have to put up with it, I suppose.' He smirked as she play-shoved him onto his back, then propped herself up on an elbow to look down at him.
'Well, what are you waiting for? An invitation?'
'You cheeky little…' He exhaled a laugh and grabbed the back of her neck, pulling her down to press her mouth against his. She tasted of red wine and her – spicy and sweet like cloves and cinnamon. He trailed his fingers gently from her neck down her back. He hadn't intended this, but she smelled so good - and kissing her wasn't unpleasant, and she was letting him pierce her pretty neck and suck her blood, and it was so easy to make her come apart.
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- Part 3 of Campfire Chronicles