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Demon Stones (COMPLETED)

Novel By: writinglover
Gay and lesbian



A young noble meets and falls in love with a thief, and later learns there is more to his Noble father than meets the eye. He decides to join with the thieves, and help them. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Dec 12, 2011    Reads: 51    Comments: 1    Likes: 0   


Breely led the way back upstairs, keeping his hand firmly one the younger brother and a eye on the leader.

Devin still looked wary, but followed him, anyway. If this would get Kain back he was happy. He would deal with anything else later.

When they got to the top, Emery looked frightened. He frowned, turning to Devin. "I was so worried about you. The men who had us here left to go after Rodney. He took Kain away, after he traded for a daggar. He said he was taking him to a safe place."

Breely glared at the leader. "You told me they would be called off. Do you value your brother's life so little?"

The leader looked frightened for a moment, then shook his head. "No. I called them off. They will not report this," he glanced at his brother, who looked dazed. "I swear I am not lying to you."

Breely looked at Devin. "What do you think? Will you let me go find them? I will bring Kain back to you."

Devin looked doubtful for a moment, then sighed. "Take some of my people with you. No offense, but I don't really trust you yet. You still have some proving to do."

Breely nodded. "That's understandable." He turned to Jarin. "Will you go with me...along with other people, of course?"

Jarin smiled, glancing at Devin. "Yes."

Emery glared at the guards. "I'm going." He turned to Breely. "I don't know who you are, but you had better be trustworthy." He glanced at Jarin. "Unlike Rodney, no offense. I don't really trust him."

Breely nodded, handing the brother to Devin, who took his arm firmly and placed the daggar against his back. "Let's go, then. I will explain everything, when we get back. I would suggest tying them up, sir."

Devin nodded, motioning to Anna to hand him a rope. She began helping him with restraining them all.

Adriel could not stop staring at Breely. "Before you go anywhere, how am I supposed to believe you are Breely? I saw your body...We buried you."

Breely nodded, looking away. "I know," he replied quietly. "I will explain everything, once we get out of here, if you will give me a chance."

Adriel nodded, glancing a Jarin, who had a neutral expression on his face. "Okay," he whispered.

"Can we go, already?" Emery glanced at Breely. "This can get settled, once we get Kain away from that monster."

Breely smiled slightly, turning his fighting stick in his hand. For this particular task, it would be his weapon of choice. "Let's go." He looked at Adriel. "Are you coming with us?"

Adriel shook his head. "I'm needed here, and need to think this over, anyway."

Breely nodded. "Alright." He turned to the people that were going. "Let's go."

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They headed back downstairs, moving carefully. Breely seemed to know his way around the mansion, which seemed odd to Jarin. He was keeping a close eye on the young soldier, not sure if he trusted him competely yet.

Once they same hallways Jarin and Anna had met with Breely, he stopped. "He will most likely be in one of these rooms, since it is a sensable place to hide someone." Breely was speaking softly so he would not alert anyone. He glanced at Jarin. "He will also do this alone. It's personal."

"I don't understand why he would do this, at all," Jarin still sounded unsure of any of this. "I don't understand how you are here, either."

Breely glanced at the necklace he had given Jarin three years before. "Like I said, I will explain all of this, once we get out of here. I promise."

They stopped at one of the rooms, listening closely. Breely turned the door knob, opening it. Inside, Rodney stood against a wall, holding Kain's unconscious body. Rodney had a strange, crazed look on his face.

"Hello, Bree," Rodney smiled at him, glancing briefly at Jarin, who glared at him.

Breely shook his head. "Rodney, it doesn't have to be this way. Things could be different. Just let him go."

Rodney laughed again. "I am taking him with me. Do you know how long I have waited for this chance?"

Breely glared at him, looking angry now. "You're crazy. You are just angry, because you can't get what you want...like a child."

"Well, I never could get what I wanted, could I?" He looked at Jarin, who was remaining silent. "From either of you. I was never good enough, even though I have always been there. You always had all of the glory, Bree. I don't get it."

Breely glanced at Kain. "Well, he has nothing to do with you, except that he is interested in Jarin. That's what the big deal is, with you. Competely selfish, as always."

"Well, if you think you're so much better than me, beat me," Rodney shoved Kain on the floor, and Jarin lunged to catch him, before he fell. He glared at Rodney, who didn't seem to notice.

Breely glanced at Kain and Jarin, then Rodney. "You had better have the balls to back your fucking mouth up. Come on," he motioned to Rodney to fight him. The other man stepped toward him, removing his sword. The fight would be sword against staff.





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