soren haine

It had been about a month since Steven had become old enough to drink, without having to worry about that damn wolf of a cop getting on his case about it. Since then Steven had the occasional night out, where he tried out places to go drinking. Trying to find a place that fit his style. He had a...

Nephilim, half angel, half human, a hybrid of devine and mortal, that's what Soren Haine was, and perhaps that's why he had always been uncertain of what he was meant to do. So here was, sneaking out the backdoor of club, having spent the last few hours watching the girls dance. All in all...