Webnovel Author: Neil_H - Novel Collection

"I'm very hard to kill," said Dreth. "Now then, I believe I owe you a guess." He pointed his sword at the dragon. The blade seemed to steam with black mist. "Care to give us a clue?"

Tired of Death

Fantasy · Neil_H

He roared and raised his mace, but the creature stepped inside his swing and brought a bony knee up between his legs, crushing the genitals with a powerful blow. Agony lanced through the Orc, and he screamed as blood dripped down his thigh.

Tired of Death

Fantasy · Neil_H

Shocked I'm not all goody goody? Like I give a fuck.

The Erotic Misadventures of an Alien's Slave!

Sci-fi · Neil_H

Beauty sleep is important, even for displaced dictators in kidnapped bodies, after all.

The Erotic Misadventures of an Alien's Slave!

Sci-fi · Neil_H

It was his own fault, he admitted to himself. He'd made his own tomb, now he had to lie in it. When the mysterious wizard had offered a naïve young adventurer immortality, in return for acting as a guard for a while, he should really have read the small print for the definition of 'a while'.

Tired of Death

Fantasy · Neil_H

"Perhaps a big one then?" A shadow detached itself from the cavern wall and advanced to reveal the largest, meanest looking troll Crug had ever seen.

Tired of Death

Fantasy · Neil_H

"Look, of course it's a trap. The whole place is one giant trap." Redthorne rubbed at his forehead in annoyance. "I admit I made a mistake hiring that worthless thief, or I should have at least hired two. Still, he's gone now, and I say we push ahead with our mission. Unless you are going to renege on your agreements?" The mage raised his staff in a threatening gesture.

Tired of Death

Fantasy · Neil_H

"AAAaaaaaargggggmmmmmfffff!" Littlehorn gagged as his insides were brutally thrust upwards, forcing themselves up his throat, distending it obscenely, and vomiting them out of his mouth in a mash of tissue and blood.

Tired of Death

Fantasy · Neil_H

Greg died.

Tired of Death

Fantasy · Neil_H

"Black Orc down! Black Orc down!" shouted Percy, doing a little jig and waving his arms about.

Tired of Death

Fantasy · Neil_H

The young zombie looked at the key and then at the chest. They seemed like they could match. Pushing his arm on more firmly, he tiptoed forward. The snoring rose to a crescendo, and the monster snorted, rolling to the side, facing the undead. Sprat stood still, not breathing, though this was normal for him.

Tired of Death

Fantasy · Neil_H

I was beginning to get used to waking up after being abused and killed. Even so, I was more than happy to find myself, once again, in Echo's bed when I did.

The Erotic Misadventures of an Alien's Slave!

Sci-fi · Neil_H