Control Side-Stories: The Omen

Outside the Western Palace, Hirokin dismounted. For a few minutes, he stood with Ohana in the stream, stroking his nails over her gleaming scales. The dragon rumbled, turning a portion of her partially molted flank toward him. A little chagrined at the imposition, Hirokin complied nonetheless, and assisted her with shedding her sloughed-off skin. As

SessKag Series: Control, Part 95

This entry is part 95 of 227 in the series Control [Complete]

As Kagome watched her new army proceed through town, something nagged at the back of her mind. It was a feeling of misgiving that persisted in the days that followed, sharpening into outright suspicion as she opened the trunk at her bedside—and spotted something pale and glinting in the darkness within. Kagome’s brow furrowed. Plucking