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Pretty self explanatory, this. It's a concept design for Morrigan in my book series for easy reference. lol

Morrigan is my original character (based off of folklore) and this is my original art.

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Pretty self explanatory, this. It's an official character sheet for J'Daliah, my kitsune in my book series for easy reference. lol

J'Daliah is my original character and this is my original art.

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Pretty self explanatory, this. It's a concept design for J'Daliah, my kitsune in my book series for easy reference. lol J'Daliah is my original character (based off of folklore) and this is my original art.

Please no stealing.

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This is depicting a scene from Sanguine Bonds: Origins, in the ninth chapter - March of Sacrifices.

You can find more of the story here, on my DA.

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Azrael dropped one of his daggers to pry at the giant’s sausage-like fingers that were crushing his throat and he blindly kicked and struggled in it’s grip.

He was rending and slashing at it’s wrist with his remaining dagger before, in a last ditch effort to get free, he finally plunged it through it’s forearm.

The giant threw him at the ground, roaring in pain and flailing it’s bleeding wrist around, which still had the dagger buried deep to the hilt. Azrael hit the stone floor and he bounced and rolled to a stop several feet away before he slowly staggered to his feet. Everything spun around him and he swooned and fell back down to his knees and braced himself up with one arm.

He held his throat with his other hand and fought to breathe through his crushed windpipe. He squinted and strained to see anything and he prayed to Jal that the giant wasn’t coming after him to finish the job.

His ears were still ringing and he had a new gash on his forehead to accompany the one on the back of his head. Blood ran down his face and into his eye before it dripped to the floor. He wiped some of it away with the back of his hand, but his injured shoulder throbbed as he moved it and his tail curled at his feet with a pained whimper. It was most definitely broken.

Azrael’s doubled vision allowed him to see vague shapes again and he was almost certain that he saw the vampire that flash-banged them at the top of the stairs fall to pieces, but he wasn’t one-hundred percent sure if it was his eyes playing tricks on him or not. He did hit his head pretty hard.

But then he saw a blur and the giant fell backwards to the ground as well. It’s head rolled in front of it and it’s feet were still partially stuck in ice.

Azrael was still squinting and he blinked several times. He pulled his hunting knife from his boot and forced himself back to his feet and he swayed unsteadily as he prepared himself as best as he could for an attack.

After a few more seconds of dazed blinking and shaking his head, his vision cleared further and now he could see Valandil standing over the giant in the center of the room with his bloodied scimitars in hand.

His eyes glowed bright red with blood-lust, like two blazing flames in the darkness of the cellar. Blood ran down the High Elf’s chin and the front of his neck and Azrael highly doubted it was his.

He looked around the room and didn’t see Damien anywhere, but he could easily guess where his friend was. The barrels on the other side of the room that were stacked neatly just moments ago were now splintered and blasted as if someone had taken a sledgehammer to them.

Azrael’s legs buckled from beneath him and he collapsed to his hands and knees once more before he pointed in the direction that Damien had been thrown on the far side of the room. His larynx was crushed and he was unable to speak and barely able to breathe.

His heart raced, as, he had no idea what condition Damien was in, and he could only watch helplessly as Valandil turned and ran in the direction he pointed out.

Azrael’s hearing had almost recovered by then, and he could somewhat hear Reykala’s screams through the ringing as she transformed back to her original form and saw out of the corner of his eye as she fell to her knees and curled forward in agony as her bones twisted and contorted.

But his panicked gaze remained locked on Valandil and he prayed to the goddess of luck once more that his best friend still lived.

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This is version 2.0 of the map based on the continent that my book series takes place. The series is called Sanguine Bonds, and you're able to read the individual chapters of the first book, Origins, here on my DA if LGTBQA+ dark fantasy vampire romance sparks your interest.

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Two of the main characters of my book series, Sanguine Bonds. This is Count Valandil Bellandi (the redhead) and Damien Hemlock (the silver haired one). They're both High Elves and vampires and they're my babies. Valandil is a telepath, the leader of the coven, and Damien's rescuer and lover, who is now a former slave that learns how to be a person after a life of abuse.

You can check out more about my characters here!

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Valandil hates it when his stuff is organized and he's a creature of habit, so he has a compromise in mind when Damien wants to go full perfectionist. Damien is an original character of mine, and the main character of my book, Sanguine Bonds: Origins. (which you can read for free here on my DA profile.) He's a vampire and he's my baby.

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This is Gabriel Corbeau, one of my original characters from my book series Sanguine Bonds. He's quite a bit ancient, third eldest only to the Bellandi brothers, and he was the first person to join their rag-tag group of vampiric vigilantes. Like Gilrond, he was a soldier before his turning, though he was trained far more into the martial arts aspect of combat compared to his best friend. He's in second of command of the Bellandi castle defences. He's the silent strong type and he rarely speaks, and smiles even less. But you would be hard-pressed to find a more kind or protective friend. He oversees individual combat training for the residents in the castle and works alongside Dorian to help train Damien how to fight (Dorian being the more forgiving instructor of the two lol). At the end of book one, he even adopts an orphaned six-year old girl named Willow after he saves her life from the baddies as he own daughter.

You can catch more about him and other Sanguine Bonds stuff here, on my DA!

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Just practising my poses and wanted to do a more serious pic of Azrael. He may be a goofy, fun-loving troublemaker, but he knows how to get down to business when the situation calls for it. He was a former assassin (against his will), but now he uses his talents to help keep the baddies in check.

I initially drew this a while back, but I've since updated his character concept and felt this was worth tweaking to the current standard. Drawn digitally in Krita using my XP-Pen tablet. You can catch more of my stuff here, on DA.

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Just something I did to help myself cope with the overall anxiety of holiday social obligations. It's my two main characters, Damien Hemlock and Azrael Thistlegrove having a little nap on the couch after some studying. Damien's cat, Bubbles is snoozin' at their side.

They're characters of my book series Sanguine Bonds and they're my babies. You can catch more Sanguine Bonds stuff here, on my DA!

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Azrael's Character Sheet! He's one of the main characters of my book series Sanguine Bonds.

You can catch more info about him and the series here.

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This is a height comparison between my tallest character, who is 7'6", and my shortest character, who's only a mere 4'8".

Azrael is a very small, quick, and very mischievous sort, and Gilrond is a no-nonsense hard-ass ex-soldier who prefers his castle to run smoothly and efficiently. The former targets the later with much of his shenanigans and Gilrond spends almost as much time chasing Azrael down various hallways of the castle, screaming threats while Azrael cackles like a little madman with an armful of his ill-gotten loot. Such as all of Gilrond's left bracers.

They're very at odds at first, when Gilrond was decidedly against Azrael joining their ranks because he knew the boy was a thief. But they eventually warm up to each other. That doesn't stop the banter though. lol You can see more on my DA.

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It's a concept design of Azrael's various outfits in my book series for easy reference.

You can see more on my DA

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Pretty self explanatory, this. It's a concept design for Azrael in my book series for easy reference. lol

Azrael is my original character and this is my original art and I recently revamped his design. (Hopefully for the last time, and the pun was indeed intended.) You can see more on my DA