Morpheus 2

  Morpheus

  Book 2

  Montgomery Quinn

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  Fires Within – Conscription

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  I Summoned My WHAT?!

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  I Summoned My WHAT?! 2

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  Farm Or Die

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  Tickets to Hell

  Morpheus

  Morpheus

  Morpheus 2

  Contents

  Special Thanks

  Chapter 1

  Chapter 2

  Chapter 3

  Chapter 4

  Chapter 5

  Chapter 6

  Chapter 7

  Chapter 8

  Chapter 9

  Chapter 10

  Chapter 11

  Chapter 12

  Chapter 13

  Chapter 14

  Chapter 15

  Also by Montgomery Quinn

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  Chapter One

  “Hey, ahhh… Joel, you awake in there?” Peter’s voice echoed over the front yard.

  Joel groaned and opened his eyes, as three figures did the same. Jess was tucked under one arm. Luneira beneath the other. There was a third lump of a woman laying across his legs, using his stomach as a pillow. She definitely hadn’t been sleeping there before.

  “Ladies.” Joel wriggled.

  “Fuck,” Jess said and sighed.

  “No my lord,” Luneira mumbled and cuddled in closer. Her squishy form molding to Joel’s side. “Just a little longer.”

  “I can hear voices!” Petar called again. “I know you’re awake. There’s people out the front wanting to talk to you!”

  “Shit,” Jess swore, and started to move.

  “Out in a moment!” I called out.

  Luneira, knowing her pleas were being ignored, let out an unsatisfied grump as she crawled out from under his arm. She still found it disconcerting. This life she was living was nothing like she expected. Men would beg for her attention and yet… Joel would not. Despite knowing he still worshipped her. Craved her. Pleased her. All on his own terms. Such a different kind of living, so alien to her own beliefs. So satisfying in ways she couldn’t quite comprehend.

  “Do I have to, my lord?” the newest bed member complained.

  “How am I not surprised?” Jess groaned as she spotted the green woman slumped over the bottom half of the bed. “Why don’t you sleep in your own room?”

  “How am I to guard my lord, without making myself available to him?” she complained.

  Joel sat up and stared down at the metal faceplate. He wasn’t sure if it was part of her, or simply something she wore. When she lay on him, he didn’t feel the metal. And yet, if he reached out to touch it… that’s all it could be. The most confusing part about it, though, was she seemed to have no identity. No desire, no goals, no real drive for anything beyond making herself available to him. Not just an implication for sexual services. She followed him around like a lost puppy, guarding him from others who got too close, or rushing off to drive away hellhounds that slipped through on incursions.

  With all that, Joel didn’t even know her name. Nor did she have one to offer when he asked. Making the whole situation rather uncomfortable.

  With a few pointed nudges, the extremely nude green woman crawled out of bed. Finally releasing Joel to get up alongside his lovers. Buster, the hellhound, bounded around the room like an exuberant pup. Outside of his battle form, he was just a puppy that even the kids were happy to play with. Despite his bald, craggy and quite frankly terrifying appearance.

  Joel took a moment. He put on a pair of pants before Jess tossed him a shirt. Luneira was stuffing herself into something slightly too small which… did things to her proportions, while Jess kept to a classic jeans and a t-shirt she loved so much. When dressed and after slinging their weapons over their shoulders, they made their way out, where Joel bumped literally into a bleary-eyed Amanda.

  “Oh,” she blushed, clutching a towel around herself. “I heard the shouting and was heading for the shower.”

  “Go right ahead.” Joel moved back to give her space to enter the bathroom.

  “Thanks,” she smiled softly as she slipped in and closed the door.

  Jess gave him a small nudge, and when Joel looked at her, she was smirking at him. He wasn’t dense. Amanda had every chance to go live elsewhere. There were plenty of empty homes on this street. Without taking into account the unit complex at the back, now part of the territory. Joel had thought she would go back to stay with Marlene and Timothy at the very least. Only for her to follow Joel back home, and claim one of the empty rooms.

  Pushing those thoughts aside, Joel made his way to the front door. Peter was already down by the fence. Emily was in the front yard of their home with the kids: Dawn, who was seven, Jason, who was three, and Matthew, not quite a year old. She gave them a strained smile. Joel gave her and the kids a wave before making his way to the end of the street, where Peter glanced back.

  “Relax!” He called. “Joel’s here.”

  “We’re fine,” a vaguely familiar voice called back. “Told you before, I’m happy to wait.”

  Joel appreciated that. Rather than demand attention, whoever it was had chosen to be polite. Adding in the familiarity of the voice, Joel gave a small frown as he climbed atop the bed of a parked truck, acting as a support for the wall. It gave him the height to look over, seeing Dale, a teenage boy, and a handful of others.

  “Joel,” Dale smiled. “Hope we’re not too early.”

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bsp; “Maybe a tad,” Joel smirked and looked both ways up and down the road.

  In the days since the horde had attacked the Paradise settlement. Things had… gotten comfortable. After the initial purge, people had begun to move around. Small groups, for the most part. Singles tended not to go far since the impyle would jump on any opportunity they could and hellhounds were faster than someone could run from.

  “Let me guess,” Joel said, bringing his attention back to the group. “Things are going to shit, and you thought you’d come here to see if things work better?”

  Dale slumped his shoulders slightly. “If it’s not too much to ask. I’m not begging for a place to live, but…” He turned and looked over the small group. A dozen. Mixed group. A family, a couple of middle-aged people and a few younger with a handful of teens. Men and women. That gave Joel a sense that they weren’t here to cause trouble.

  “What happened to Mitch?” Joel asked.

  “Whiny shit showed up after you left and pretended like he was supervising from the back,” Dale grunted. “Not everyone’s convinced he didn’t run away, but enough people are sticking around him that the rest of us are looking for an exit.”

  “How many do you think will come here?” Joel asked.

  “Enough,” Dale admitted. “Not all of them, though. There was talk about attacking you. They really don’t like the night hag and… the green one.”

  “Wraith.”

  Joel glanced back and looked at her. She stared right back through the metal faceplate. “Is that your name, or what you are?”

  She didn’t respond, and Joel let out a sigh before turning back to Dale. “You going to give me any shit if I let you in here?”

  “Are you going to act like a self-righteous prick like Mitch?”

  Joel smirked and shook his head, and glanced over at Peter. “Where’d that ladder end up?”

  “So, Wraith,” Joel glanced over at the green woman walking alongside him.

  The unit complex had been pretty busy. A few hellhounds were inside. Not in the buildings, but roaming between them. They didn’t spawn in the street in large numbers, but the incursion rate had remained steadily high in the forties since the horde. Claiming all this extra territory and now new people weren’t helping things. At the same time, having extra people made patrolling for the incursions easier to manage.

  “Her name isn’t Wraith, master,” Luneira offered.

  Joel glanced over his other shoulder. She was in her battle form. Tall, slightly muscular, and purple. Her claws were out, and she kept her eyes open as she swept them around, looking for danger.

  “You know what she is?” Joel asked.

  “I haven’t met one before, but I know of them. A wraith is a kind of demon,” Luneira nodded.

  “Even I knew that,” Jess snorted.

  Joel rolled his eyes. “Thanks for keeping me informed.”

  “Like I’m supposed to know if you do or don’t know things in advance,” Jess shook her head. To emphasize her point, Buster let out a hellish yip, before skipping back with a happy lope.

  “Fine, fine,” Joel sighed. “Don’t like being ganged up on like this.”

  “You liked it plenty last night,” Jess whispered impishly.

  “Listen here,” Joel growled. “You’re going the right way for a spanking and if it keeps up, there may or may not be an orgasm at the end of it.”

  Jess smirked and even Luneira had a grin on her face. Their relationship had come along pretty well so far. Joel could only imagine a life or death situation followed by fantastic sex, had cemented things firmly for them both. He worried about what Luneira and likely Amanda would do with their dynamic. So far, though, it hadn’t seemed to phase Jess in the least.

  A low growl cut through the air and Joel spun as a pair of hellhounds burst out from some nearby bushes. Jess’s bow was already out, and she pulled back an arrow before letting it loose. As Joel raised his shield, there was a faint warping in the sunlight right before the green wraith appeared. One moment it was empty space, the next she appeared to step into view, like walking through a thin curtain. Her blades held high, they flashed down, sinking into the hellhound’s spine.

  Joel watched as she viciously yanked them free before making her way back. “That’s still terrifying when you do that.”

  “Thank you, my lord,” the wraith bowed.

  Joel rolled his eyes.

  “She needs a name, though,” Jess said, moving the group onward. “Something cute.”

  “Cute?” Joel asked.

  Jess nodded. “She’s scary. So she needs a cute name.”

  “I approve of this,” the wraith chimed in.

  “It’s your opinion that matters most,” Joel said. “At least until you tell us your real name.”

  “I don’t have one,” she answered.

  Joel paused, then turned to face her. “You don’t have one? Even Luneira had one.”

  To emphasize the point, Joel gestured to a point in his vision and activated the status screen.

  Name: Joel Dennison

  Rank: Lord (2)

  Level: 3

  Strength: 25

  Stamina: 5

  Endurance: 17

  Intelligence: 0

  Faith: 60

  Day: 9

  Incursion Chance: 43%

  Quest: Secure and expand your territory, while engaging in diplomacy with your neighbors. Conquer, befriend, or destroy.

  Vassals:

  Luneira

  ?

  ?

  Bolster: Increase strength by 10% for 5 minutes.

  Block: Negate the damage from a single attack

  Bash: Temporarily stun an opponent

  Joel rolled his eyes. “Okay, so you seriously don’t have a name.”

  “Wraith, are they more demon, or fae?” Jess wondered aloud.

  “Demons are a kind of fae,” Luneira answered.

  Joel stared at her for a moment before shaking his head. “Of course…” Then he looked at the wraith. “You’re my vassal, correct?”

  “Correct, my lord,” she replied.

  “If I thank you for something, what will happen?” Joel asked.

  The wraith gave him a strange look. “I… don’t understand what you are implying, my lord. Why would you thank your vassal?”

  “So if I thanked you three times, you wouldn’t be suddenly owed a favor by me?” Joel asked. “What if I made a deal with you. Like… if you asked for my attention and I agreed, would that leave me unable to concentrate?”

  The wraith stared for a moment, before looking at Jess, who had an equally perplexed look on her face. “Ah… no, my lord. That… is not how it works.”

  “I’ve never heard of such a thing, my lord,” Luneira agreed with a slight frown of concern.

  Joel sighed and nodded. “Sorry, just… there’s some mythology of our own that I’m dealing with. We’ve got stories about the fae. Stealing kids, swapping them with changelings and causing other problems.”

  “Stealing children sounds familiar,” the wraith nodded. “I’m not a changeling though.”

  Joel and Jess exchanged a look and decided to pursue the conversation later. “Okay,” he sighed. “I guess… we’ll just think of a name, then.”

  “What about Dale?” Jess chimed in.

  Joel shrugged. “He seems pretty genuine. If people came with him, that means he probably trusts them.”

  “And if they don’t end up being trustworthy?”

  Joel narrowed his eyes when he thought about it. “It wouldn’t be the first time I dealt with that kind of thing.”

  “Joel.” Jess snagged his hand.

  Joel stopped and turned to face her. “I’m okay.”

  “You’re not,” Jess said and shook her head. “That whole thing was fucked. This whole new world is fucked. Everything is fucked. What Mitch is doing and that whole bullshit over there is fucked.”

  “You’re saying fucked a lot,” Joel pointed out.

  “Don’t change the subject,” she said, although she still smirked at the corner of her mouth. “I just wanted to let you know. I think you’re doing the right thing.”

  “I killed people Jess.”

  Jess nodded. “And it was the right thing to do.”

  “My culture would have had them castrated and kept as slaves for even attempting such a thing,” Luneira added.

  “What happened?” the wraith asked.