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Quaraun The Insane 
The Summoner of Darkness
Santa's Floating Dead Body
(No clue what chapter it is, it's anyone's guess)


It has been brought to my attention, by several fans, that you have read all the currently published novels and are eagerly awaiting publication of the rest of the series. However, life being what it is, the town of Old Orchard Beach being what it is, and my health being what it is... publication of the novels got put on hold with an entire 2 years passing with no new novels published.

As I have many chapters of each volume finished, and each story can be read on their own in any order, without continuing one to the next, I have come to the conclusion that the best way to sait your appetite for more Quaraun, in between the publication of the finished novels, the best thing to do therefore is to simply publish the chapters that are finished here on my site, to give you something to read while waiting for each novel to be finished.

Please note that while not "true" erotica, the Quaraun series is sold as "Adult Entertainment" and is not intended for readers under the age of 18.


The Quaraun Series Is Yaoi. While not "true Erotica" it is considered by most readers to be "Erotica" of some shape or form, due to the graphic nature of the sex content.

Most of the graphic stuff will not be found posted online, you'll have to read the novel for those scenes. While the excerpt below likely does not contain the stuff listed above, know that the novel it came from does, so do not buy the novel if any of those things bother you.

The Series Is Psychedelic Unicorn Porn & Contains Masochistic Drug Addicted Transvestite Twinkie Uke Elves Having Sex with Sadistic Drug Dealing UnDead Seme Unicorns

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The Summoner of Darkness:
Santa's Floating Dead Body

"Pine cones!" Unicorn suddenly screamed.

"What?" 

"Look at the cute little pine cones!"

"I'm looking at them," Quaraun said. "I'm just not sure why you are."

"I love pine cones."

"Why?" 

"Pine cones are like tree poop."

"Tree poop?"

"Aye."

"You think of the weirdest things."

"Aye. I knows it."

Quaraun stared at the tiny green and brown cones scattered on the ground.



For anyone who ever wondered
how to dress like Quaraun.
He wears many layers:
harem/palazzo pants, under a
lose kaftan or abaya jilbab dress
under a tight cinched corset,
under a sari wrap,
under a kimono,
under a cloak made of silk and
covered in pink turkey feathers.
He often wears a veil and or hijab.
All in pink, sometimes with orange
usually heavily beaded and embroidered
with giant paisley, hearts, and flowers.
Sometimes he also wears silver-gray, black,
or lilac, instead of pink, but rarely.
He is a transvestite Gypsy from Persia
he is also a Twinkie Uke and
his clothen reflects this.
Men he meets in Maine where he lives,
refer to him as slutty, trashy, and
looking like a whore or prostitute,
because his wardrobe in the books is
the exact same wardrobe I own and
wear every day and those are the things men in Maine
say to me every time I go out in public.


"They look like miniature dead goblins," Quaraun said.

"We've lost Xanadoot," Quaraun said looking around. "ZooLock! Where's your slave gone off to?"

"I know not, my Lord."

"Will you stop calling me 'Lord'?"

"Yes, your Ladyship."

"ZOOLOCK!"

Quaraun glared at the squid beast.

"Where is Xanadoot?"

"He ran off when the highway men attacked. Your dragon brought me back, but neglected to bring back poor Xanadoot. He's probably half way back to Persia by now."

"I don't believe you."

"I speak the truth."

"Which is out of character for you, seeing how nothing you say is true."

"As you wish, my Lord."

"I told you to stop saying that."

Quaraun turned to Unicorn.

"Why didn't you tell me Xanadoot was missing?"

Unicorn shrugged.

"I did nae notice."

"How could you not notice?"

"Ya was flying through the clouds most of da day. Me brain no can keep track of many t'ings at once. Ya was vomiting ya guts half the day. I did spend me time taking care of ya. I was no paying mind to the Thullid's goblin."

Quaraun sighed.

"Let's go."

"Where we go to."

"Into the woods. Just follow this path and see where it takes us. It seems to be what I do."

The three continued on in silence for a short while, moving quickly through the dense forest to put as much distance as possible between themselves and the Human cravan they'd left back on the road.

"Why does ya walk so much?" Unicorn asked Quaraun, breaking the silence.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean ya walks all over the world and ya does no seem to have a reason for doing so."

"I like walking."

"Most Elves settle down and lives in a house. Hs a family. Never travels. Ya never settles down. Not even for a few days. Not even now when ya is hurt."

"I'm not hurt."

"Ya leg is bleeding."

Quaraun looked down at his wounded knee.

"I hadn't noticed."

"I t'inks we should find a place to settle down for a while."

"You mean stop travelling?"

"Aye."

"Why would I do that?"

"Why are ya travelling?"

"I'm a Lich Hunter."

"Who does nae hunt Liches."

"I found my Lich."

"Ya started travelling to look for me."

"Yes."

"And now ya found me. So why ya still travelling?"

"I don't know. Habit. I've done it so long. I can't seem to stop."

"Does ya want to?"

"I have to now. There's a price on my head."

"The Guild?"

"Yeah. Necromancy is outlawed. I had to become a Necromancer to resurrect you. And then I killed my family. And all the villagers. And the king."

"And the Katopas."

"And the Katopas."

"And the DiJinn," ZooLock added.

"And the DiJinn," Quaraun sighed. "I'm wanted for murder, mutiny, treason, genocide, necromancy, practicing magic without proper permits and authorizations from the Guild, and being the male sex partner of another male. I can't really stay in any one town very long before some one figures out they can gain a king's ransom for turning me over to the Guild,"

"So ya started out travelling, to looks for me dead soul," Unicorn stated. "And in doing so, raked up a criminal record, which now forces ya to continue travelling causing ya be on the run from the Guild, then, eh?"

"Yes."

Quaraun stopped walking. Unicorn who was walking too close behind the Elf, ran into him.

"I wish was would no stop like that," the Faerie complained. "Give me some type of warning ya gonna stop bolt short like that."

"I just thought of something," Quaraun said, not paying attention to Unicorn's complaint.

"What ya Jelly brain t'inking?"

"For the past three days we've had one thing after another chasing us off the main road."

Quaraun turned around to face the direction they had come from.

"It's like someone is tossing stuff in our path to stop us from going forward."

"Ya mean magic? Like another wizard?"

"Yeah. Either preventing us from going on that road or forcing us to go into these woods."

"Why would some one do that, eh?"

"I don't know. But first those highway men, then those hell hounds, and then that impossibly huge turtle... and those two cats and the pumpkins and that out of season field of poppies that had a really bad effect on me this morning. None of this feels right. Those highway men didn't try to rob us. In fact they didn't go after you or ZooLock at all. They just held you down while they attacked me. I thought they were going to rape me, that's what most Humans do, but they didn't do that either. They ambushed us, just to hurt me. That's all they did. It's like they knew we were coming and waited for us."

"Ya t'ink some one paid them to beat ya up?"

"Yeah. I do."

"Who would do that?"

"I don't know. But their is a price on my head and it gets higher all the time. What you said about me travelling, back there. I keep thinking about it. I would like to settle down and have a place to live and not travel any more, but I can't because there's always someone ready to hand me over to the Guild."

"Aye, but ya is very, wicked powerful wizard. People says ya is most powerful wizard in whole of world. More powerful then evil Lich King Gwallmaiic, Elf Eater of Pepper Valley, leader of Lich Lords."

"You ARE King Gwallmaiic, exiled King of the Realm of Fae."

"I knows. And that why I know rumours is true. Ya has far surpassed me in magic ability, provided ya stay off the poppies and wine long enough to keep ya head on straight."

"Those hell hounds," Quaraun went on, ignoring Unicorn's remark about his drinking and drug addiction. "They were from another dimension. They just appeared out of no where. Zapped into existence. Magic literally tossed them at my feet. And that half Elf..."

"The GhoulSpawn?"

"Yeah. He just showed up out of no where, in the middle of no where and he just happened to know how to get rid of the hell hounds."

"Him were shifty character. Him with hims pockets full o sheeps."

"I think he put those hell hounds in the way to chase us off the road, but I don't think he meant to hurt us. I think he thought we'd run. He showed up just when the dogs knocked me down and bit me."

Quaraun reached down, pulling his skirts up and rubbed his wounded leg. The deep punctures from the bite were still seeping blood.

"He didn't expect me to get hurt. I don't think he would have shown up, except the dogs bit me and he was scared I'd be killed so he had to come out into the open to make the dogs go away. He used magic to poof them back to the hell dimension they popped out of, but how did he know where t send them? It would have taken even an advanced wizard weeks to figure out which hell dimension those dogs came from and then more time to find the right spell to send them back, but he knew immediately where they came from and the proper spell to send them back. He had to have been the one who sent them after us."

"But why would he do that?" ZooLock asked. "He seemed like a nice chap."

"He is," Quaraun answered. "For a half-Elf. He helped us before. A few years ago. But he was using a different name back then. He was calling himself Glinter when we first met him."

Quaraun stared up at the tall pine trees towering over head.

"Some thing's not right with GhoulSpawn. Nor any of this. Why would he be doing this?" 

Quaraun had begun muttering to himself under his breath about Hell Hounds and GhoulSpawn and was no longer watching where he was going. Unicorn was nearly blind, though pretending not to be, thus he walked inches from Quaraun, keeping the Elf in sight so as not to walk into any trees.

"Why we stop?"

"There is no more path!" Quaraun pouted.

"Oh! That fixable," Unicorn said cheerfully, pulling out his machete.

"How is that fixable?"

Before Quaraun had time to ponder the possibilities any further, Unicorn ran charging forward, while screaming at the top of his lungs. 

"Murder! Death! Destruction! Santa's floating dead body! Yes! Yes! Yes! Woo, ho, ho, ho! Hahaha! Kill every one! Die! Die! Die!"

Quaraun stood motionless watching Unicorn run around like a raving lunatic, screaming and yelling and shrieking, while brandishing a machete and chopping up the over growth. Knowing the Phooka was blind and and couldn't see where he was swinging that weapon, terrified Quaraun as he watched the Faerie hack every thing in his path to nothingness. ZooLock cowered behind the Elf, knowing it was the only safe place to hide as the Phooka would never hurt Quaraun. After a few minutes, the feral Faerie had cleared a path through the brambles. Unicorn trotted back up to Quaraun.

"See? All fixed."

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

"What?"

"You just massaquered those poor plants."

"They is plants Quaraun. One can no massaqure plants."

"Plants are living beings."

"I a Phooka."

"I'm an Elf."

"So?" 

"I'm suppose to protect plants!"

"Ah yeah. Forgot, yis a butterfly kissing, treeing hugging looney."

"Those poor plants!"

"Theys plants, Quaraun."

"Those poor babies!"

"Babies?"

Quaraun Rushed forward to examine the slashed shrubbery, dragging ZooLock behind him as he went.

"No concern for that life, eh?" Unicorn pointed to the Thullid being dragging in chains behind the Elf.

Quaraun was suddenly on his knees hugging the chopped up bits of plants.

"They're all dead!"

"Aye."

"Why did you do that?"

"I is dead warrior king. It in me blood."

"Oh. Uhm. Okay."

Quaraun wasn't sure he understood what the old Faerie was implying, but he decided it best to just agree with the Phooka and hope something made sense.

ZooLock staggered to his feet, hoping Quaraun wouldn't run off without warning, knocking him off his feet and dragging him on the ground again.

"I suggest," the squid said. "We stop and eat while we are stopped already."

"I shall cook dinner, then," Unicorn stated.

"Are you sure you can handle dinner?" Quaraun asked.

"I master chef," Unicorn declared. "What for ya t'inks I can no handle dinner?"

"We have no food for you to cook."

"Ya always has food in ya bag of holding there."

"It only holds stuff infinatly, it doesn't stop it from spoiling. I can't keep more then a few days worth of food at a time in it. You know that. We are nearly out of food."

"Ah! Then it good t'ing we in swamp."

"Why is that a good thing?"

"Swamp is full of wild edibles."

"I don't eat roughage."

"Roughage?"



Hamsa
Eye of The Grigoi
Eye of the Watchers
Eye of God
Hand of God
Eye of Protection
Evil Eye
Gypsy Curse


"Do you really expect me to eat wild plants?"

"What wrong with wild plants? Ya was just loving 'em a minute ago."

"I'm not a Wild Elf! I am civilized. I grew up in a castle. I don't eat stuff off the ground like a common Wood Elf! I do not eat wild stuff! It's savage and barbaric..."

"It been 300 years since ya last lived in a house."

"That doesn't mean I have to act uncivilized!"

"Yis more uncivilized then ya t'inks. Wild Elves act more civil then ya does these days."

"You take that back!"

"Why ya being so hysterical?"

"I'm not being hysterical."

"Yea ya is. Ya been acting like a crazy bitch in heat all week. Getting crazier by the minute."

"I think it's his leg," ZooLock said soothingly. "His ladyship is hurt."

"Stop calling me that," Quaraun snarled.

"Yes, your ladyship," ZooLock said bowing to his knees.

"Well, I is Faerie and we eats wild stuffs all the time, which by yar standards make me to be savage and barbaric."

Quaraun stopped yelling.

"I didn't mean you were savage and barbaric."

"Does ya t'inks I be uncivilized?"

"You're a Faerie."

"T'at no answer me question."

"I don't know how to answer it."

"Because ya do be t'inking I be savage and barbaric and uncivilized and ya does no be wanting to say it to me face."

"That's not... I don't..." Quaraun stammered trying to find the proper words to say. "I don't think of you that way."

"If ya saw some one else acting way I acts ya would t'inks that way of them, though, eh?"

"I... I ... I don't know."

"Yes, ya does."

"Ya would call 'em savage and barbaric and uncivilized. And that mean ya do be t'inking I be savage and barbaric and uncivilized as well."

"I don't."

"Why?"

"I like you."

"And ya does no likes dem? Is that all that make a difference?"

"I'm sorry."

"For what?"

"I didn't mean to hurt your feelings."

"Does ya t'ink ya did?"

"I don't know. I don't want you mad at me."

"Does ya t'ink I am?"

"I don't know. You get mad so easily."

"I actually dreams of slicing bread instead of people," a metallic voice said.

"Did your machete just talk?" Quaraun asked.







Unicorn pulled out the machete again.

"Aye. It does that some times."

"I was forged in the blood of a thousand enemies," the sword said.

"No ya was nae. I knows causing I mades ya."

"The blood of 400 men would have had enough iron in it to forge a machete of about 1.2-1.6 kg. Quite a decent machete. Plus, burning the exsanguinated bodies to use the carbon for a carbon steel machete, or using less blood with better machete crafting techniques using other parts of the bodies for other bits and pieces of Unicorn's machete, quenching the blade in the blood, mixing the blood with iron..."

"Aye, all sorts of interesting things! Now shuts up."

"Why didn't I know you had a talking sword?"

"I knows nots."

ZooLock creep up close to Quaraun.

"He had an enchanted map didn't he?" The old squid headed priest asked.

"Yes. He did."

"And a cursed dagger."

"That's true."

"Why would it be shocking that he has a talking sword as well?"

"That's a good point."

"BLUEBERRIES!" Unicorn screamed. "Give me a cup."

Quaraun pulled a cup from his bag of holding and gave it to Unicorn.

"A cup full of glorious blueberry mashed alien brains," the Phooka said delightedly as he started picking blueberries from a nearby bush.

"You are not eating my brain," ZooLock said.

"Why not?"

"I need it!"

"There it is again!" Quaraun said, jumping to his feet.

"What?"

"That cat. That same black cat. It's following us." 

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About The Novel:

The Summoner of Darkness

Back from the dead, once again with Unicorn in tow, and now with the Thullid priest ZooLock his prisoner shackled in chains, Quaraun is headed back to The Screaming Unicorn Tavern in Old Orchard Beach, but finds himself cursed with endless bad luck, as one thing after another drops out of the sky in his path.

Highwaymen, hellhounds, a turtle as big as a house, fire breathing butterflies, a train station from the 20th century, and a strange glow-in-the-dark demonic wizard with pockets full of sheep, who sits in a red armchair in poppy field in the 1400s reading 1980s spellbooks books by Gary Gaygax.

Quaraun goes head to head against The Gremlin, a time traveling wizard from the future who refuses to allow the Pink Necromancer back into Old Orchard Beach, where since his last visit, an evil Sorcerer named HellBorne has erected a giant cursed lighthouse known as The Black Tower.

ZooLock however has other plans, and while 4 rival wizards tear up the town in a wizard's duel, the Squid Headed Aliens From Neptune's Moon and their armies of JellyFish worshiping cultists arrive in town to preform a ritual that will unleash an Elder Brain Chaos Demon, known as The Sacred Pink JellyFish on the world. Too bad they didn't know she was already in town.


NOTE: Most of this novel will be available as free to read online.


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A Letter To Home



Highwaymen and Hell Hounds



The Half-Elf Thief With Pockets Full of Sheep



The Gremlin's Warning



A Field of Poppies On The Road To Witch Pond


The Road To Witch Pond (Part 2)



Santa's Dead Floating Body



The Abandoned Cathedral



GhoulSpawn and Quaraun Trapped With A Phooka



The Pregnant Jelly Fish



The Banshee Sisters: Bean-Nighe and Ben-Neeyah In the Swamp of Death



The River Boat Man-Woman



The Black Lighthouse



Meeting Mallac



A Serial Killer at Large



Shrimp Dinners and Dungeon Masters From The Future



The Train Station



Corsets, Cages, and Sadistic Black Ponies



Another Night, Another Murder



HellBorne The Evil, Lord of Black Tower



Elwin



The Black Tower's Garden of Death



The Bottomless Pit



On Board Space Dock 13



Elves In Chandeliers



Aardvorkus, The Crystal Cave, and Suicide Island



Back To Black Tower



BoomFuzzy's Evil Army of Blood Thirsty Marshmallow Tutti-Frutti Fuzzy Wuzzy Fluffy Bunnies



Necromancers Don't Wear Pink



The Cult of The Sacred Pink Jelly Fish



Darkness Falls



Space Dock 13



Elwin Again



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