Myths and Gargoyles by Jamie Hawke (interesting books to read in english txt) 📕

“One I’d like to hear sometime,” I said, running my hand through my hair. “Shit, everything I thought I knew about this world—well, the fairy tale world—is bullshit.”

“Sorry to burst your bubble,” Elisa said. “But often, nothing’s what you expect it to be. At least, not everything.”

She gave me a comforting smile, reminding me that she had a point—not everything. With them, at least, I knew what to expect now. Action. Insanity. A fucking amazing experience in the bedroom. And judging by the way Pucky leaned into me, not caring in the least that Mowgli was giving her a disapproving stare, I was going to be reminded of all that soon.

Holding Excalibur in front of me, I had a thought. “King Arthur… this was his sword.”

“Of course,” Sharon said, perking up and looking like she knew exactly where I was going with this.

Red frowned. “The point?”

“Won’t he come for it?” I asked. “Maybe we don’t need to go looking for him.”

“Not when we can easily get him to come looking for it,” Sharon said.

“It’s we, all of a sudden?” Red asked, looking very skeptical.

“Who better to teach her?” Mowgli said, then turned back to Sharon and me. “Good thinking, both of you. Very good.”

I beamed, but then realized something else. “Magical items… this is one of them, right? And they only show their magic for people of the right class?” At Red’s nod, I went on, “Okay, I’m a warrior. Why’s it not doing anything special for me?”

Red, Pucky, and Mowgli all looked around, unsure.

“You don’t know?” Elisa leaned forward, taking my stone and placing it in the hilt. Now the screen rose up from it as before, but it had a new information screen. The main point that stood out to me was the word “Tempest.”

“Well I’ll be,” Pucky said, her eyebrows raised. “Arthur was a Tempest.”

“Part of why so many couldn’t get the sword out of the stone all those years ago,” Elisa explained. “They were all warrior classes—at least, those who weren’t Normies.”

“Shit,” I said. “So am I.”

“Right, but you have an Ichor point from killing Pan,” Pucky pointed out. “You can use it to switch classes, just the one time. But if you do, you’re stuck, so be certa—”

“I’m certain,” I cut her off. “If it means I get to wield Excalibur, of course I am.”

“And if Arthur comes for it?” Mowgli asked.

“Well, won’t I have a better chance of fighting him off if I can properly wield the blade and its magic?”

Mowgli nodded in capitulation.

“Let’s do it then,” Pucky said, pulling up the correct screen from the stone, then nodding for me to be the one who selected my new class.

I reached out and hit “Tempest,” then watched as the screen showed the shift. There was a slight change in stats as it increased my mana, and then the sword glowed blue. Barely-visible runes showed in the light, and I stared in awe as I felt its power course through me.

“You’re connected to the blade, now,” Pucky said. “And it to you. Even if Arthur came for it, as far as the blade is concerned, it belongs to you now.”

“Badass,” I replied, holding it in front of me and watching the blue light stream off of it, surrounding us.

The mansion was a welcome sight. While Sharon was shown to a room to rest and guards posted in case she caused any trouble, the rest of us went back to the flower room with the pool. If there was one thing we were certain of, it was that we all needed to unwind. It had been a crazy couple of days, the last couple of hours the craziest of all.

Without even asking, Elisa approached the pool and pulled off her top, then shimmied out of her skirt, leaving her in only her panties. She turned to see me with Red and Pucky staring in surprise, and smiled.

“The water feels great,” she said as if that explained it all, and then lowered herself into it. It wasn’t even deep enough to fully cover her, but she sat in it so that it went up to her hips, then leaned back, breasts out there for all of us to see. The waning sun shone down from above, an orange hue giving her the look of a piece of art on display.

Pucky glanced over, shrugged, and went next, her tight little body making the perfect addition to this exhibit. As soon as she was next to Elisa the latter turned, kneeling and taking one of Pucky’s breasts in her hand. She licked it, lingering with her tongue pressed to it and flicking it as she looked at me.

“Any day, you two,” she said.

Red scrunched her nose, looking at me uncertainly, but said, “Undress me.”

I bit my lip, feeling the excitement rise in my chest like taking a breath of air with too much oxygen. Taking her cloak off first revealed her black skirt and top. She looked up at me as if challenging me to go further, as if she doubted I would. Maybe the me at the beginning of LegendFest would’ve backed down, but I was a changed man now.

My hands found the bottom of her top and brushed against her skin, glancing over to see that Elisa was going to town on that nipple, one hand caressing the other breast while Pucky watched us intently, apparently loving it. I pulled the edge of Red’s top up, enjoying the push of her breasts against my hands and then the way she almost got stuck in her top. I held the top there for a moment, her arms over her head since they were still in it, then let go and moved down. I undid her bra and let her breasts fall out as the bra dropped, then kissed along the inside of those perfect curves. She pulled her top off by herself as my tongue made it to the