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Audience Participation
I have begun writing the series, "Creation of the Angel" It is about a girl named Elanora who is in love with a man named Deric and has been watching him lustfully for three years waiting to make him her own. The special thing about this series is that I want you to write the rest of it! Yes you! I have started it out and now it is up to the readers to write the next chapter. I will choose the best entries and add them to the series. Send your enteries to my email [email protected] . I'll be looking foreward to reading the next chapter. 

All my love,
Gavinna

Creation of the Angel

Watcher Part 1 -April Diaz/Gavinna Draigh Vaughn
Letting Go Part 2-April Diaz/Gavinna Draigh Vaughn
Once Upon a Dream Part 3-April Diaz/Gavinna Draigh Vaughn

Watcher Part 1 
-April Diaz/Gavinna Draigh Vaughn

I swallowed hard at the horrid sight of that woman in your arms. That terror of a night. How it filled me with the pain of my thousand years and building to more. I watched you gently stroke her cheek as she giggled at the brush of your other fingers upon her thigh. A one night stand with her hair up high. Sipping at a wine she would taste only once perhaps... and never again... never again...

She gigged and laughed as any other woman who's fancy had been caught by a handsome man clad in his ivory clean shirt and finely pressed grey pants. Her chin lead her face low, giggling at every joke he gave and the flattery his lips pressed to her ear. I could hear every wisper. 
"Oh Catherine, a simply excuisite lip deserves a simply excuisite kiss" he pressed his lips against hers,
"Simply excuisite skin deserves a simply excuisite caress." His hand caressed the fine large breasts that heaved half bare from her dress. I could feel my jelousy heat up and the shame that I could never have such a body as the woman that sat in his lap.
"And for legs such as these, they deserve..." he ran a hand up her inner thigh, "the best of pleasures."

Catherine was another I had been watching. A likely candidate who I wanted as my fellow immortal as well. Though I did not love her enough. I loved Deric more. Funny that the two children I watched found eachother forcing me to finally make a decision. One had to go. I knew from the tension in Catherine that she would explode somehow. My fondest kisses and regrets went to her. But she should not ever try to take what i want. Even if it was indeed for only one night.

Those fingers painted in red, touched my love's collar and began to slip the buttons on his shirt out of their place. I even held my eyes to the lustful way she quickly unbottoned them. Their small plastic make gleaming with a flash of orange in the firelight. She licked her lips and arched her back. My love had begun his tease of digits against the soft protrusion between her southern lips. Of course she came prepared. Her hair shaven from the area and underwear would only have been a neusance and something to slow her down from what she wanted. With his free hand he reached to the long front zipper of that small red dress and slowly undid her. He licked his lips watching her breasts fall from their high place and bounce in freedom from the support the dress gave. His lips came to take in a pink nipple and cherish that ring clad nub with his wet tongue. Envey ran through me again and again. I imagined myself as her. That perfect bodied girl was me and his tongue was touching my own nipple. 

I reached my mind to hers and the outside world around me blackened on that balcony. "Catherine... I'm sorry" I felt a sudden stiffness go through my body and the refusal of her person turning me away. I had watched him with many women the past three years.And her with many men. Only waiting for the day. The perfect day to tell him or her that I was smitten with them from the beggining. Her mind locked into a dead silence and with what was in my will I forced her soul into a dark tunnel of her mind and locked the door. I would not be denied this anymore and I made my choice then. My every vampiric pore screamed through me and ached for a touch such as that. A touch such as his own and hers... but I would keep Deric instead of the girl. 

I opened my eyes and found myself almost uneasy from the take over. I inhabited her now. I was mortal again... and his. My lips couldn't help but escaped a small moan at his suckeling of my breasts. One to another he switched his tease from his lips and then ran a tongue down her belly, my belly while I reached for the zipper of his pants. He shivered when my fingers brushed against his hard groin through the cloth. I could tell he wanted this. Though there was something different now. I wondered, "His own advances to the girl seemed knowing and purposeful. Now he is locked in a daze and ever more gentle." Perhaps it was the flow of his blood now. The feeling. He was perhaps lost in the lust. No this was not it. He knew something... but I couldn't tell what. Could I care less now? He was touching me in places I only dreamed he would have. 

His two fingers slipped into me sowly and curled against my wetness slickly rubbing in and out as he laid me on my back. I could feel the heat of our bodies rising like fire. "Deric..." I mouthed and pressed my lips against his hungry for the tongue that pleasured me. His hands grasped my hips pressing them down into the cushions of the couch and reaching back to the back pocket of his fallen pants. Frantically he raced to find his walet and pulled out a small familiar packet. I remembered how he used this with mortals. I saw him do this many times to know what to do with it. He took the plastic and tore it with his teeth to reach the item within. I took the laytex in his fingers and whispered, "Let me..." he agreed looming high above me, using his arms to support himself. I rolled the condom over his erection, my fingers making sure to caress his testicles a few times before they left the area. 

"Now," he smiled, "let me." he steadied my hips and slipped into me going in and out. Only the tip at first then getting deeper with his motions every five thrusts. I clung to his neck,  possessive and lost in the sin that was reaching. The cry of pleasure came all too soon. For what a short thing this union was in a mortal body. Again it would have to be started and reached. Then begun again. Though the "again" did not come. 

I released Catherine from the depths of her own mind and returned to my own body in a simple smile. Oh he was heaven indeed. He went straight to his affections five minutes later and anfter an hour and a half fell asleep in her arms. I stayed as I always did. Protecting what was mine. I was his "watcher". He would one day truly be mine. I only needed to know him inside and out to make him my own. I needed to take the time to get to know him better than he knew himself and I was almost there. I waited for them to wake or waited for Catherine to make her move...

Letting Go Part 2
-April Diaz/Gavinna Draigh Vaughn

I looked up to stare at the stary sky... it was there. All those beads of light. No mortal could see them in the bright screams of the city's electric glow. Though incredibly silly I studied the sky for the largest my eyes could find and wished with a smile. I heard the shuffle on the couch and saw her getting her things and reaching for her purse. Then what caught my attention was the metal weapon the gleamed in the dark. A silencer attached to it. No one would know of her act till the body would rot. I could not allow that. Her hand drew up the licorice gun and readied to fire. I dashed in front of her, the bullet ripping through my vampire skin. Into her eyes I looked and whispered "Hush Catherine... don't scream... look at me Catherine." In a trance she let her heavy lids droop and her arms came round me to hold for support. "Everything will be alright." I cooed as she cried softly in my arms. I had read her mind. She didn't like being used by men but it was all that she knew. In a way it was my own fault for locking her in true thought as I took over her body. She was not pleased with the way she had conducted herself.

Her scent filled my head and with the slash of a nail I unleashed the crimson life that was tucked away in her neck. She moaned softly as my lips closed over the wound and my tongue lapped at the blood. Catherine slumped over and I held her up agaist me. "Are you an angel?" she asked, "You have come to free me from sin havn't you. For all the bad things I have done... or would have done." I cried to see in her blood all her life. The intimacy I shared with my victims was always painful. To know that you are killing a life and letting them die ever so slowly. I was indeed playing an angel... but more so the role of God. "No my momentary love," I reached to speak to her mind "I make angels... in this life and in the next." 
"Then make me." She pleaded. How could I ever resist? I had to give her one request before she died. "Make me feel like an angel... before I go."
"I will."
My hands ran through to her neck and back. Down to touch those breasts wich were once mine. I pleased her for the little while that she lived in the only way that I knew how to please a mortal. I laid her down on the bed in the other room. Keeping her alove for at least an hour. "I'm sorry Catherine. I can only keep one." I whispered running my cold hands over her neck then comming to cup the large breasts in my hands and take one in my mouth. I bit deep and herd her whimper as she speread her legs beneath me. I licked the blood and sucked showing my clear affection and squeezed her other breast with my fingers. "Oh angel! Tell me your name...so that I might tell God who my savior on earth was..." she reached her hand to rub her clit but I stopped her and did the deed for her. I slipped my three fingers into her and made circular rounds with my thumb agaist the nub. 

"I am the fallen angel of the darkness... Elanora. God does not want me. He killed my mother Lilith... the 'true' first woman. He gave Eve to my father, Adam, instead. I was the step sister to Cain and Abel. I was the first demon to roam the earth! I was the destruction of the Eden that no man can ever find today. God made my mother the bearer of demons for her crimes of wanting to be equal. Thus he gave me this fate. God does not want me." I kissed her belly and nipped at her navel and released my hand from within her. Catherine sighed and sat upto touch my face. "God may not want you...but I do." Oh the blood tears came! I cried to her. How could I ever give her death now? I had to. It was the rule of my mother. "Elanora..." she whispered... "I can see clearly now... you watched over me didn't you?" I passed the nights watching her into her mind. I sent the pictures rapidly. She let out a cry and fell back agaist the pillows and I let her take in the memories that were mine.

"All this?" She asked, "You protected me... and now you will give me my wish... let me be with mama and papa?"
"Yes." I nodded. Then she added, "But not before You make me happy. Not before I thank you, my angel."
She grabbed at my black skirt and slipped it off my hips. I let her do what she wanted of me this time. It was her I wanted to make happy even for a moment. I felt so badly that I thought so jelously of her and ment to do away with her like an inconvenience. She did truly love me at this moment. "Her hands undid my shirt and the rest of my clothing. "You are so much like a stone statue." She whispered and ran her palms over my own breasts pinching the nipples softly. "Let me have this night with you." 
"I'll deny you nothing." I promised. Catherine kissed me on the lips with a tenderness that made the tears rush again. We lay there in the darkness touching each other's parts. Slipping in and out of each other's passages. Our fingers tormenting us tto the climax and never letting the other reach. 

Together we turned and with me over her she licked at my lips wanting to taste more of what I offered in wet fluids. My tongue entering her and then running over her clit to suck at it slowly. "I've never been with a woman before." she confessed making me chuckle. A gasp escaped her lips with the vibration of my laugh against her clit when i bit it gently. I too came to give a moan when she took her fingers into me and licked my clit in turn. She licked and sucked soflty and slowly at first and as if the taste were maddening her she sucked harder grabbing my ass cheeks and pressing my hips to her mouth. I let out a sound of pleasure. I wasn't afraid that Deric would wake. That man could sleep through a dozen hurricanes at once. Finally she rammed her tongue into me and with her wet fingers slipped them into my anus slowly. She wanted me to follow her and mirror her movements. I did as her mind pleaded me to do and stuck my fingers into her suckung frantically at her and rolling my tongue round inside her reaching to find the g spot that she seeked withing me. She suddenly screamed aloud all her passion lifting her hips up to my face and grinding against me. The climax came for her so quickly and I ten minutes later, for she realised that it seemed to take me longer to reach. I could feel heaven in my head for a moment and it soon died away.

Catherine sighed and crawled up to kiss me on the lips with a hunger that meant she wanted more. So I granted to here once more that pleasure and to it added her death. In my arms I bade her to lie and slipped my fist within her and move my fingers about. Her chest caught fire with her heat and she breathed hard agaist me. "Goodbye Catherine." She wept for the pleasure and parting. I took into my mouth her neck and gashed the vein with my sharp teeth. She screamed against me and moaned, writhing. Her body soon went slack and I felt her spirit soar as I retained my own greater pleasure of blood. My head swam to reach her own and soon hers reached higher and disappeared into the light that I would forever be denied. Dead and cold beneath me I shut her eyes and kissed her forehead for the last time. 

Standing up I dressed and went to the alleyway with her body and with the speed of God himself tore her into fragments that came to be dust and particles mingling in the winds. I went back to check on Deric and found him not on the couch but in his bed. I smiled at least seing him okay and turned to leave but as I did I heard him stir and sit up. "Elanora... Child of Lilith... I met you in pictures. I met you in person but didn't know. But before all this... I met you "*Once upon a dream"...

(*Line from the song "Once upon a dream" in "Sleeping Beauty")

Once Upon a Dream Part 3 of the Creation of the Angel Series
-April Diaz/Gavinna Draigh Vaughn

I know you,
I walked with you
Once upon a dream
I know you the glem in your eyes 
Is so familiar a gleam
And I know it's true
That visions are seldom all they seem
But if I know you
I know what you'll do
You'll love me at once
The way you did 
Once upon a dream.
-Once Upon a Dream (Sleeping Beauty)

"How do you know me?" I turned from him lest he see my face stricken. Though my voice was calm and collected the eyes were the window to the soul... and a soul was something I did not have. "I had a photographer come over one day to photograph a lover and I and he saw you looking through the balcony in the shadows. He told me that a beautiful enchantress sat poised over the railing... I asked for the pictures he had taken and he gave me them. I lied to him that it was my lover indeed who sat there in the silhouette of the ivy vines and creeping white roses. Then out of sheer luck and perhaps fate I stumbled into an old bookstore and found a book on Adam and Lilith. I know about you. I know what you are. I didn't believe it till I saw you carry Catherine through the window... I didn't see what you did to her... but you ate her didn't you?"
"You make it sound like I am an animal...but then again... my kind usually are."
"You have come to make me. Havn't you?"
"I've come to create an angel. If you want to be."
"I don't care what it takes to be with you. Like I said... I met you once in a dream... I've wished for you ever since. Please don't go. It is not yet dawn in another four hours." he wrapped his arms round my from behind and held me close. I laughed, "How could you have met me before I, you?"
"Walk with me through the park Elanora and I will explain." He touched my cheek and kissed my ear. "I know what powers you have. I knew it was you who went into Catherine back there. I know all about you! Take a walk with me please." he begged.
"And if I refuse to, sir?"
"You won't refuse me." he kissed my cheek, "You want me."
"Cocky little shit aren't you?" I smirked. In turn he laughed and clothed himself. 

We went out the door and into a coffe shop for him to pick up a mochachino and he and I walked hand in hand to the park nearby. "So," I asked "When will you begin this story?"
"I want to tell you all about my life first. I want you to hear it from my mothe and not through memory blood gives." I agreed to it with a nod and sqeezed his hand lightly. "Then tell."
So he began his tale as we walked the gravel path midst the scent of moist grass and city smells: cigarettes and the rouge on whores' cheeks, hot dog stands and faint sewage, runaway sex in alleyways and the blood on murderer's shirts. "I was born in 1966..."

If you care to write Part 4 please send your entry to [email protected] give your name and everything else you think should be on there! you get all the credit cause its your writing. 

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