Abused and Ashamed

Author: Vampiress Narcissa

Date: 09-08-04 08:13

He had finished with her, his lust had been stated with her body, and now the hunger in his stomach was an obvious growing as he stated .."I should feed upon you, but I think I will save that for later." His words stung her ears as it was clear he was not done with her yet.

She lay, face down as the sobs continued to eminate deep within her chest. Her body abused by his own forced thrusts, mostly naked as she lay on the cold mountain forest floor. Her mind was reeling with thoughts of what had just happened, how his own humanity had been clearly ripped free and claimed her as a toy for his own cravings and desires. How she suddenly ended up as the focus, or better yet, target for his cruel intentions, she did not know. Perhaps it was the fact she was so loyal to Guillaume, her beloved sire, that drove him to force a wedge between them or perhaps it was the fact that he truly desired to have her to himself. But she knew that was not the case. She knew he wanted to control her with fear, and right now, that is all she knew. She curled herself into a half clothed ball on the ground as he stood over her. Perhaps him devouring her now would be the best course of action, as she knew, when Guillaume returned, they would both die. Perhaps she would merely lay in the forest and wait for the sun to come up, as burning alive might be a better fate then facing the fact she had been brutally assaulted, as well as the punishment that was to come from her sire.

She wept bitterly as she thought of the path she had chosen, and spoke between sobs quietly.

"Leave me alone.

She closed her eyes and tucked her head down to her knees feeling the hot syryp between her legs from the beast as it mixed with her own fluids. How many others had he done this to? Or perhaps, he was merely saving it up for her.

***

Wrapped in the Arms of Love

Author: Bianca The Bloody

Date: 09-08-04 08:20

"You are my only one sunshine." Davis whispered after his eruption. Bianca's orgasm had started from his first touch. Every touch, every kiss, every lash of his tongue...every forceful thrust of Davis moving inside her sent a wave of orgasmic pleasure throughout her entire body.

"My beautiful Davis..." Bianca whispered. "I love you more than I could have ever thought. You are my savior..." she was referring, of course, to his siring of her. They had fallen in love and he had saved her life again.

Bianca reached her arms around Davis' neck and kissed his lips gently. This intimate moment with Davis was exactly what she needed to start the evening out. And she wasn't finished just yet. Bianca took his shoulders and laid Davis down on his back.

"Now relax my love...it's my turn..." Bianca said straddling his waist. She bent down and seductively kissed his ear, letting her tongue caress his lobe. Davis let out a sigh as Bianca felt him becoming hard once more. She eased herself carefully around his now swollen member.

"I need you, baby...let me take you!" she uttered as she began to ride him, gently at first, then slowly picking up her pace. She grabbed his shoulders once more and pulled him up towards her. Both vampires were sitting up, their arms wrapped around one another, as they both rocked in perfect sync. The position allowed for a deep penetration, and as they rocked faster, Bianca's body shuddered in a sudden explosion as she came.

"Oh God...Davis, I love you so much..." she said as she held onto him tightly. He kissed her neck, then rested his head against her chest. "Your only sunshine...as you are mine, my love..."

***

Essence

Author: Cassandra Belmont

Date: 09-12-04 09:47

Cassandra's hand still held a firm grasp on Belle's as they made their way out of the manor and across the lawn into the night. Shortly afterwards, her companion stopped abruptly in her place, sniffing the dark forest breeze. A sly smile that Cassandra adored spread across her face and she listened intently to what Belle began to say.

"Cassandra, my Darling," Belladonna chuckled gently. "Do you remember me mentioning that bit of trouble we had last night?"

Cassandra glanced at her, surprised to hear her speak so jovially about an incident in which another Kindred was reportedly injured.

None the less, her smile came to match that gracing Belladonna's face.

Seeing that, Belladonna continued. "I am always amazed by the power of our essence. Last night's 'bit of trouble' has already returned... far sooner than I expected." Belladonna again sniffed at the air and added, "Though, as I did expect, she has come back alone."

She squeezed Cassandra's hand and led her toward the trees. "Come my Darling; let us go greet Officer Ava Montgomery."

Cassandra turned to face the Mistress once again and questioned her curiously.

"Ava Montgomery?" she began. Belle nodded as they continued to make their way through the woods cautiously.

"Our essence is too strong for Miss Montgomery to resist" she told Cassandra with a cheerful giggle. Cassandra had never realized just how much power kindred had over mortals until now.. was it really true? Was Ava really making her way back just to experience all the Vampiress' that had added their essence to her the previous evening? Making her way back just to give in to the power of the kindred of Crimson Kiss?

"Is she really coming back here just.. just for you?" she asked her once more.

"Yes, my darling" she whispered in her ear. "It seems my bed will be even warmer than I expected.."

At this, Cassandra placed yet another gentle kiss upon the lips of the Mistress, gently caressing her back all the while.

"So it seems" she whispered back in her heavily seductive tone. With this, the two continued to walk into the darkest night, in search of their latest "pet."

***

Charged by Bianca

Author: Davis Santiago

Date: 09-12-04 11:52

"Your only sunshine...as you are mine, my love..."were her breathless words between gasps of orgasm and rapture. Her body was wracked with pleasure as she had taken him for a second time this night, his own explosion surely not as much as the first one of the night, but just as pleasurable. His hands wrapped around her hips as she rode him, thrusting up against her body until her final release, while she collapsed on top of him. His lips met the top of her head and he smiled in smug satisfaction of his own performance. His strong arms wrapped around her body, enjoying the feel of swollen flesh against his body. He merely lay in bed, thinking of what they would do next for the night, speaking to her in a quiet voice.

"So tell me Bianca, what do you want to do now? Perhaps go exploring the mountains a bit or do you wish to stay in?"

***

Kindred Mind Trick

Author: Sutter Kane

Date: 09-13-04 07:31

"Well now, what do we have here?" Sutter said as he smiled into the face of the young Vampiress. "So young, sweet and in obvious need of guidance� and a bit hungry as well I see." After Sutter helped to set Lia aright onto her feet he continued, "And now we will just have to do something about that now won't we? Let's see� " Sutter said as he tapped his index finger against his lower lip pensively as he began to slowly walk in a lazy circle around Lia as if inspecting her. And in fact he was doing just that, inspecting her.

"Your tall� have nice blond hair� sparkling green eyes� good over all muscle tone�" looking at her hips as he came around the other side from her he continued, "you have nice long legs and in addition to a pretty face; you have the gift of youth. It is these wonderful assets my girl that we will build upon this night." Lia was looking from Sutter to Samantha and back to Sutter again when she suddenly dropped her face to the floor meekly. "Come now child," he said as he lifted her chin with his hand, "you must smile, it lifts the features of the face while putting others at ease." Sutter then gave her one of his winning smiles and with only his eyes and his own smile, asked Lia to do the same� and immediately regretted that he asked her to smile. And although her teeth were white and straight, Lia did need to practice her smile to make it a natural and confident smile.

"Well� we'll just work on your smile a bit later�" Sutter said this only because as the eyes were the windows to the soul, the smile was the gateway to another's trust, and a good smile could win you so many things.

"Samantha my love, I would like for you to take Lia upstairs and dress her in something appropriate for her age, her beauty and for the fact that she is one of the Kindred." And as he looked upon Lia a bit more closely, he made a decision, "I think we'll be going out to a night club this evening. Oh, and do make sure you are back down within a half-hour, I'd like to get into town before it gets to late."

~ ~ ~

"I'm not very happy about this Sutter." Samantha said from behind him. "I'm not happy about this one bit! What are you going to do? Drop me for her?" Samantha asked acidly as she glared at him. And when he turned around he looked her in the eye and calmly said, "I'm sorry you feel this way my love, because I would never "drop" you for anyone or anything. The only thing as far as I am concerned that will ever separate us is death itself. And we both know that I would rather kill a hundred thousand pathetic and defenseless children then go even a single day without you at my side. I understand your fears yet they are unsound Samantha, and we will continue to work on this."

It was only then that Sutter noticed that she had changed her outfit to something that was a bit more what one would be seen in when going to a night club: a single piece, mid-thigh length dress made of a black, stretchy material that was low off the shoulders; sheer, black nylons and black stiletto heels, the kind that could really dig into your back... With her diamonds still on, Samantha's outfit did its job well and accentuated all the right places of her body� especially as the diamond pearl drop fell nicely into her abundant cleavage.

As he took the two steps forward to stand directly before Samantha he pulled her close, holding her firmly against him as he pressed her body into his. And as he looked her directly into her eyes, with a single finger her caressed her cheek and let his finger roll past her cheek and down to her chin, down the front of her throat and over to her jugular. He smiled when he felt her tremble against him and then pulled her even closer as he began to whisper in her ear, "Samantha� there is nothing to fear, I have chosen you above all others� and no amount of physical beauty will ever be able to outshine the dark presence you possess, your presence of self is what I desire." And he felt as she began to melt into him as her arms wrapped around his shoulders.

"Now my love, there was a time when even you could have been left alone to fend for yourself in a world you knew nothing about. But I will never let that happen to you Samantha, never in a thousand years and more." He sighed then and continued, "Someone created Lia and then did not care enough about her to actually care for her. And that is where we will step in, you and I. Now, where is she?"

As if summoned by magic, Lia was suddenly at the top of the stairs and when Sutter saw her he immediately approved of her attire: black high heels; no stockings; a very short, black leather mini-skirt; and a red silk top that not only exposed her mid-drift, it also helped to accentuate the slight cleavage of her breasts. Her hair was done in a half up; half down fashion with the loose locks cascading over her shoulders. Lia's makeup was also flawless, testament to the fact that Samantha had expertly applied it herself. And a very good thing as well because to much black eye liner, blue eye shadow and blood red lipstick just screamed: NYMPHOMNIAC! And Sutter was not going to have any of that kind of shitty garbage in his entourage.

Sutter kissed Samantha tenderly upon the lips and then came away from her and then addressed Lia. "Come child." Sutter raised his hand toward Lia as she descended the stairs and once she neared the bottom she took his hand, "Good. Let me take a good look at you... Yes, I think you are going to make some boy� or some girl for that matter just fall all over you tonight. Come now my ladies," he said to both Lia and Samantha, "we have a night of kills ahead of us."

~ ~ ~

The BMW rolled up to Vespers, one of the cities newest nightclubs and just before Sutter was able to get out, a Valet opened his door for him as well as a second that opened the door for Samantha, helping her out as well as Lia from the back seat. After Sutter had been handed his ticket he took both women in the crooks of his arms and confidently walked past the long line of people standing behind the roped off sidewalk and announced the trio as, "Sutter Kane and party."

"Sorry bud, your name's not on the list, you need to go to the back of the line."

Sutter then held the eyes of the doorman with his for a brief moment, and that moment was all he needed. "I don't need to be on the guest list." Sutter said as he casually waved a hand in front of him.

"He doesn't need to be on the guest list." Said the doorman.

"I'm a personal friend of the owner."

"He's a personal friend of Eli's. Let him pass." Said the doorman.

"Thank you, I'll be sure to pass on a good word to Eli for you." Sutter said as he smiled at the doorman and the rest of the bouncers. And as the door was closing behind him he heard the roar of the crowd as they angrily demanded to know why Sutter and his two lady friends were allowed to pass when they had been standing in line for so very long.

It was perfect. Dark, yet with just enough light to easily see were one was walking and as they descended the stairs to the main floor and soon found an empty booth that faced the dance floor. With both ladies on either side of him, Sutter placed a hand on Samantha's thigh, very, very high on her leg and gently started squeezing and delighted in the fact that Samantha actually pulled his hand higher still. Leaning forward with his other hand supporting his chin as he looked out over the dance floor he asked, "Tell me Lia, is there something you see that you like?"

***

Your Wish is my Command

Author: Bianca The Bloody

Date: 09-13-04 07:43

"So tell me Bianca, what do you want to do now? Perhaps go exploring the mountains a bit or do you wish to stay in?" Davis asked in a quiet, almost seductive voice. Bianca opened her eyes in order to look directly into the eyes of her lover. She didn't say a word at first. She just wanted to swim and dance in the love that shown in his eyes. "Bianca?" Davis said, trying to get her to answer his initial question.

"Hmm? Oh...I'm sorry...I really don't have a preference what we do for the rest of the evening, my love. I've decided to let this evening be all about you. Whatever you desire, you shall receive..." Bianca said, running her fingers along Davis' jawline and kissing his lips gently. "You've been so good to me in this last few years. You took me in and became my sire. You loved me in a way I never though I could be loved. You allowed for me to explore my sexual desires with no protest. How could I not love you? You are my world. And I know that just one night cannot make up for all the wonderful things you've done for me...but I think for now it's the least I can do for you. I want to fulfill your every desire...tell me, my sweet...what is it that you desire tonight?"

***

Corralled

Author: Vampiress Belladonna

Date: 09-13-04 08:17

A human generation or two earlier, someone had tried to farm the mountainside that now camouflaged the Kindred Sanctuary called Crimson Kiss Manor. The narrow gaps thereby left in the otherwise impenetrable forest had facilitated the mansion's construction, while the record of failed agriculture minimized intrusions from anyone who might want to repeat such fruitless endeavors upon the depleted soils, and also those who sought a more pristine wilderness. Now, in a clearing that once served alternatively as a pasture and wheat field, the two vampiresses spotted Officer Ava Montgomery.

The woman's eyes focused through the trees, directly toward the manor, though it remained hidden to her by the forest and various magicks.

"By the Goddess!" Belladonna whispered to Cassandra where they stood among the thick trunks and dense foliage, perfectly concealed in the shadows, a skill inherent to their kind.

"You can already see how she's enraptured. I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. I was drawn to Dahlia's side after just one night, but I always thought that was because my Siress is so powerful. Even so, I never came fully under her command during the few days before she bestowed immortality upon me. Perhaps the combination of three vampiresses' essence did have a cumulative effect upon poor Ava."

She grinned at Cassandra, who responded with a noncommital smile.

It occurred to Belladonna that for a second night in a row, Officer Montgomery was inadvertently interfering with Cassandra's plans to spend more time with her Mistress.

"I still need to hunt tonight, My Darling," Belladonna explained. "But I will leave it to you to express your preference. Shall we determine now if this luscious peach is already ripe for picking? Or return after our hunt to see how Ava has progressed in her own unwitting quest?"

***

Concern, Worry and Comfort

Author: Vampiress Violet

Date: 09-13-04 20:55

Violet had woken just after sunset, lothe to leave the bed she shared with her chylde. She watched Laura sleep, and concern soon etched her features as Laura woke from what appeared to be a nightmare.

"It's alright, Mommy," Laura assures her, using her most intimate term of endearment for Violet. A Sire, after all, is essentially a Vampire's immortal parent. "I think I just had a bad dream."

Violet nodded and allowed an arm to slip around Laura's form and press a soft kiss to her chylde's lips. "Feeling any better my dear?" She questioned of Laura, remaining in the bed curled next to her chylde.

Though something was pulling at her, she knew that Union had returned also, and there was something happening that worried her more that she could say. Union what have you done? She thought mentally, not sending the message just thinking it..knowing that the werewolf hadn't left the sanctuary on good terms with some of the other residents.

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Into solitary

Author: Vampiress Narcissa

Date: 09-14-04 06:55

Union had worn his welcome out already, merely laughing as he dodged away from her upon her urging of him to leave her alone. She lay on the forest floor, for what seemed to be hours, although surely it was not, her eyes open, her body curled into a ball as she merely stared at the trees before her. Her hair was tangled with mosses as she finally sat up, thinking perhaps Union was far enough away now that he would have no care to find her again. She looked down at her tattered clothing, picking up the pieces that had fallen to the ground, sighing as it was useless for her to even attempted to piece it back together. She ran her fingers slowly through her hair, sadly looking down at her own body. She had never been violated like that before, not even in her mortal state. There were times where she did fear for such a thing, but somehow she always managed to wriggle out of being raped by some idiot who didn't care...but not this time. Unions strength kept her firmly at bay, followed by his ability to use her at his discretion. It brought another tear to her eye as she started to rise.

She needed to bathe. She was desperate to get the scent of him off of her, from her flesh, her hair and worst of all, between her legs. She could not just waltz in the front door of the manor however, as fear embraced her at the others reactions to what they would see. She did not want them to know she had been violated in such a manner, as she feared her place as kindred would be forced to the bottom of the barrel. She would be seen as the weak link of the manor, the one who would be left behind in the hunt, and the one who allowed a lupine to overcome her. She was not about to be stashed at the bottom of their kind, and so through the back she would go. She rose quickly, tearing the remnants of her dress away, leaving them in the soft patch of grass shrouded by trees, running with immortal speed, naked, back to the house.

She was hungry. Perhaps more hungry than she had ever been.

After a few moments of sensing where Union had taken her, she arrived back at the manor, honing in on where the old mansion was. She stood at the back of the house looking up, seeing a flickering light that was her room. She hoped Tricia had already risen and left the room as instructed, as now, she would need complete privacy to deal with this turn of events. If only Guillaume would come home... Closing her eyes and hoping for the best, she started to move up the stone wall, scaling it as if it were nothing. Her fiery locks fell down her back as she looked up, perhaps not even looking human at all, but more animal, as she slithered up the wall and to the window. She was desperate to get in, and with a free hand, she punched at the corner of the window, unlocking it and climbing in. Her fist bore the brunt of the punch, shattering shards of glass into porcelin flesh, but she didn't care. She left the glass there as she moved inside, into the protection of her chambers and into the bathroom. Gods, she could smell Union still on her, his feral animal scent wafting about sensitive nose, and she crawled into the bath, growling almost as if she were animal herself. The steaming hot bath was drawn, a bottle of lilac scented soap smacked down into the water, slowly filling the ripples with soft bubbles while she hoisted herself into it. Her hand was bleeding profusely, but the pain was numbed when white flesh turned pink from the near boiling water. She merely sat in the water as it filled, her gaze glazed over her body wracked with fear and shame as she started to sob once again. The sobs turned to violent screams as she rubbed her hands along her legs, tearing at the flesh with her fingernails with bits of glass falling out while her hands started to heal. The bath started to turn pink with the flesh and blood that was tearing from her legs, and finally, in exhaustion, stopped.

She pushed the faucet off, and sat in silence, while the soap bubbles disintegrated around her body. Her legs started to slowly heal from the ragged gashes she inflicted upon herself, and she bowed her head. What had Union forced her to become?

***

Blood Hounds

Author: Vampiress Laura

Date: 09-14-04 12:21

Violet cuddles Laura and gently kisses her good evening, then draws back only enough to gaze into her eyes.

"Feeling any better my dear?" Violet asks with clear concern, confirming that the ache in Laura's stomach is more than the lingering figment of a nightmare, but truly the resolving scars from being shot last night.

"I'm fine," Laura replies too flatly, thereby betraying that this assurance is not entirely accurate. "Thanks to the miraculous immortality your love has bestowed upon me."

"I'm more concerned about you," Laura then asserts. "Don't get me wrong; nothing could make me happier than that you are here, but I did not expect you to arrive so soon. Did you and Union have another fight?"

The five year relationship between the Vampriress Violet LeBlanc, her Chylde Laura von Hoeffner, and her lycanthropic lover Union Wise had been as complex as it had been, over all, successful. Violet stood at the apex of their triangle, as friend, mentor and lover to both. Laura and Union were the perfect complements to each other, thereby fulfilling all of Violet's emotional and sensual needs. Laura's loving devotion tempered Union's violent passions. Laura had shared their bed as often as not, and making love with Union -- sometimes in his human guise; sometimes as his inner beast -- had fueled her own extraordinarily burgeoning sensualism. Of course, the volatility of both Laura and Union's emerging preternatural personalities had led to frequent and violent quarrels, often driving Union to storm off and stay away for weeks, even months, at a time.

Laura is pulled back from her memories and to the concerns of the moment by the strange expression forming on Violet's face.

"What happened with Union?" Laura repeats more insistently. "Did you leave him again? Or is he here?"

***

regret?

Author: Union

Date: 09-15-04 07:40

The beast howled, and snapped its teeth together, offering up a chill to the night. It stalked away from its piece of lust, leaving the Vampiress to her own nightmares, nightmares the beast gave life to. Union's own mind raced in panic as he tried to overcome the yearnings of his darker side, a side which always took and never regretted for it left that to the man, regret was after all a human emotion, not a wolf's.

It sniffed at the grounds surrounding the manor, and finally caught the scent of its master�lovers�a growl escaped the extended jaw as the beast twisted its thick neck side to side snapping bones within, a sound that echoed like crackling of wood when burning within a fireplace.

It crossed the land with a graceful lope, and as it approached the side door, a figure pushed it open for the beast. It looked upon Briant who seemed to smile his knowing smile. Passing the caretaker, the beast followed the scent it needed, a scent which was protection, for deep within, as always, when the beast did wrong, it returned to that which offered love and hope.

When it found the needed door, the beast nudged it open and slipped in. The eyes of Violet and Laura fell upon him. The beast stalked back and forth in the chambers, its yellow eyes never leaving to two women�its two lovers. When Violet started to rise, the werewolf growled, a low warning. She sat back, and watched, even as she spoke, the beast who could not understand human speech became less agitated, and eventually lay within the corner, where its eyes grew heavy�Union deep within the animal, wondered if she was using magic upon him, for even the human half was slipping into darkness, yet before he vanished into the dark, Union found he wanted only to hold Narcissa as a man.

***

Skittish

Author: Vampiress Narcissa

Date: 09-15-04 09:48

The water was cooling and time seemed to be creeping along at a crawl. It was making her insane as her thoughts continued to reel about what happened. She couldn't push it out of her head, she couldn't forget the horrid words and thoughts, and she couldn't push the feeling of him away from her body. She was slowly starting to melt.

The bath had finished and she rose, her gaping wounds healed, the shattered glass from the window now imbedded in her healed hand, as well as the floor as she rose. Placing her palm against the marble of the bath only stung, and she winced at the prickling feeling it gave against her flesh. She dried herself and dressed yet again this night, the wild gaze never completely leaving her eyes as she stood in front of the mirror for a long time. She looked normal, or as normal as any kindred could look. Her hair was a bit matted, but other than that, no one would even be able to tell her body had been violated. She tried to cope, to come to grips with what happened, but for some reason, she struggled. Looking herself square in the eyes in the mirror, she spoke quietly.

"He only fucked you. That's all."

She looked down. She was ashamed, and she was angry he did this to her. The ache between her legs remained as did the pain in her heart. How would she tell Guillaume about this? Perhaps it was a situation that would warrant her to hide the shame, bury the angry, and merely keep quiet. A hand ran through her fiery locks again as she moved towards the door stepping out. She needed a drink, and she needed to be alone to merely think. She was terrified. She was depressed.

Down the stairs she quickly ran, sensing the others in the house. She caught the scent of him again, shivering as tears nearly burst from her eyes once again. Into the kitchen she ran, passing Briant on her way, who seemed to have that same knowing smirk across his features. She held her head cradled in her hand as she went into the tiled kitchen, leaning against the kitchen counter as she gasped for air. Behind her, she heard the footfalls of someone coming in, and upon opening a drawer, reaching in and grabbing a cleaving knife, she turned, holding up the knife to see who had followed her against her will. The tiny droplets of blood started to spill from her palm again as she tightly gripped the knife, re-opening the glass broken wounds. Tiny droplets hit the floor at her feet, the only sound that could be heard, besides the heavy beating of her own heart.

***

Re Union

Author: Vampiress Laura

Date: 09-15-04 12:54

"What happened with Union?" Laura asks Violet about her lycanthropic lover. "Did you leave him again? Or is he here?"

Before she can answer, the door from the hallway creaks open, startling Laura to bolt up in bed.

Violet likewise sits up and turns toward the door.

The unusual expression on Violet's face shows that she is concerned, but not surprised, by Union's sudden entry to their boudoir, fully in the four-legged, furred form of his inner fury.

The beast stalks back and forth at the foot of the bed, its yellow eyes never leaving the two Vampiresses. When Violet starts to rise, the werewolf bares its long teeth and growls a low warning.

Violet sits back, retreating without surrendering her dominance. Laura follows her lead and settles against the headboard, but remains tightly alert. She knows that only Violet can placate Union when his lupine blood runs hot, and that the path to the calm culmination of their encounters is often paved with blood.

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Not Exactly What I Had Planned

Author: Vampiress Violet

Date: 09-16-04 14:13

Violet didn't have time to answer Laura's questions of Union, because moments after the beast that was Violet's other lover entered. Violet moved to rise as the werewolf offered a low, warning growl. Violet leaned back, nodding for Laura to join her. She waited for the beast to become placated and then she moved once its eyes had fallen closed with slumber.

She knelt beside him, keen senses picking up the scent of lust, the scent of sex on him. Normally this wouldn't have bothered her, but there was something familiar about that scent. "My love, what have you done..." She spoke aloud, a hand running across the slumbering beast's back.

Violet looked back toward Laura. "Something isn't right. Something has happened tonight, something that will not bode well for him once it comes into the light." Violet spoke softly, rising, leaving the beast to sleep, wishing the man within would return.

Violet sensed a sated hunger within the beast, yet also something within the man who was trapped deep within the beast. She spoke nothing of what she felt, before pushing to her feet. "We both need to feed, but I am not sure it is safe to leave him here alone, especially if it is someone within the sanctuary that he has done something to."

Violet all to keenly remembered the altercation she and Laura had returned to after spending time at the Phillips' Lake House, between Union and Guillaume. "I do not want you hunting alone Laura. I will hunt on my own, if you wish, you can go find Narcissa and see if perhaps she wants to go hunt with you."

The beast stirred beneath Violet's touch briefly at the mention of Narcissa's name, and this caused Violet to raise a brow...no it definately would not be wise to leave Union alone within the Kiss.

She watched Laura a moment before turning once more to the slumbering beast. "My love I need to know what you did, tell me when you wake." She murmured, settling into a seated position next to the slumbering beast.

"I am sorry we can not yet celebrate my return to you yet my darling Laura, without interuptions." Violet voiced her apology softly, watching her chylde. First there had been Laura's wound, and dealing with that bitch of a cop, and now whatever had been done by Union this night.

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Not What They Seem

Author: Vladira

Date: 09-16-04 19:12

I had wondered what JeanClaude was going to do with Elsa. They, I could sense him having her. I controlled my outrage and longings as it happened. I wanted to enjoy the evening for a while with kindred. I had the chance to catch up with those I had known from the old CK Manor.

As I then looked over into the fireplace. The heat was so inviting as the flames danced about. The logs within glowed brightly. I closed my eyes for a bit, and had a flashback. I had begun to see my home, Castle Lucarda, back when I was a child. The massive fireplace in the Great Hall. It was one of my favorite places to sit and read. When I saw Constance, my step-mother, bring me a gift. She always gave me a book on my birthday. So many books to read, I enjoyed them all.

Then, I could hear a voice speaking to me. Not one of the others, but, Vladmir's voice. "Soon, dear niece. Very soon. She will meet you soon. You cannot resist coming to me. Very, very soon..."

I blinked and shook my head. I had awakened to see the others staring at me. Yvain had walked in at some point, and I hadn't realized it.

"Mother, he is near! And he has a consort!"

***

Turnabout

Author: Vampiress Laura

Date: 09-17-04 13:15

"I do not want you hunting alone Laura," her Sire Violet insists, despite indicating that someone needs to stay behind to keep watch over their lycanthropic companion, Union Wise, next to whom Violet now kneels. "I will hunt on my own. If you wish, you can go find Narcissa and see if perhaps she wants to go hunt with you."

She watches Laura a moment before turning once more to the sleeping beast, whispering something into its pointed and furry ear. Violet then sits back against the wall in the corner with the werewolf and begins softly stroking its corse fur. Her gaze returns to Laura as the latter climbs out of bed. "I am sorry we cannot yet celebrate my return to you yet my darling Laura, without interruptions."

"That's alright, Mommy," Laura sighs, using the term of endearment reserved for their most private and sentimental moments. "It's my fault really. I was reckless; that's why I got shot."

Laura's arms instinctively cover her stomach, even though her recuperative vampiric vigor has already eliminated last night's ugly scar.

"I'll be fine now," Laura assures her Sire. A vicious grin suddenly brightens Laura's face as she turns and heads toward their private bathroom. "In fact, I love your idea of getting together with Narcissa. Its been over five years since I've seen my former Mistress. She and I have some serious catching up to do!"

By the time Laura finishes washing up and returns to the bedroom, her still naked Sire has snuggled up to the werewolf and appears to have joined him in slumber. Laura quietly opens her armoire. Not taking time to find underwear or hose, she retrieves an off-white dress and slips into it. She also finds a pair of matching sandals, but leaves them off her feet.

Before departing the suite, she pads over to where Violet and Union lay cuddled in the corner. Laura drapes a blanket over them, and softly kisses the top of Violet's head. Laura's nose twitches, baring her fangs. Mixed with Violet's sweet perfume and Union's lupine musk is the scent of another... a fragrance Laura knows all too well. Finding it on the werewolf returns the cold smile to Laura's lips, even as it makes her wonder if Narcissa remains available for a hunt.

Laura pauses in the hallway to put on her shoes before descending the grand staircase to the ground floor of the huge mansion. She is not surprised to not find Narcissa in the parlor, and slips past the door without greeting those inside. A whiff of lilac bath oils leads her instead to the kitchen. Its sole occupant reacts abruptly as Laura enters, snatching a knife from a drawer and spinning to confront her.

"My goodness, Mistress!" Laura cries in perfect simulation of her once mortal demeanor. "Since when have you been afraid of me?"

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Familiar Faces

Author: Vampiress Narcissa

Date: 09-18-04 10:35

The familiar voice and figure of the statuesque someone enters the kitchen as her fingers remain white knuckled around the handle of the sharpened kitchen knife. She backed up against the cabniets and stands for a moment while the voice of the strawberry blonde spoke out.

"Since when have you been afraid of me?"

It was Laura. She sighed, thankful it wasn't Union again, although she sensed from far enough away that she would have the safety of the rest of the night to herself. The knife, still gripped in her fingers, lowered, although still not left out of her hand as she spoke to Laura, for the first time really since she became a matured vampiress.

"Laura, it's you." Her voice betrayed her as a raspy whisper while speaking, quiet in its demeanor, and undemanding in her tone. She looked back towards the counter, finally putting down the knife, yet still eyeing the reflective blade.

"What are you doing down here? I figured you'd be upstairs catching up with Violet."

She didn't mention Union at all, as she had no desire to even think of the creature that attacked her in the forest. He was nothing more to her than a lowly dog, a criminal in his own right, not even deserving the pennance of being called a man in her eyes. She tried her sympathy with him and he shattered her faith with it. She finally pulled her gaze away from the blade and looked at Laura. It was almost as if she had made the transition from girl to woman in the five years they had all been apart, looking at graceful as could be and magnificent in her undead manners.

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Equal partnership

Author: Davis Santiago

Date: 09-19-04 13:50

He chuckled after Bianca had spoken, running his fingers along her lips lightly while leaning over to kiss them softly. He pulled away from her and stood up, allowing the sheets the cascade gently from his body as he got up for a stretch while in search of his clothes. Bits and pieces of his wardrobe from just a while ago were scattered about the floor, pulling up his trousers, while straightening his shoes. He stood back up pulling his shirt over his arms while starting to button up. His dark hair fell into his eyes as he looked back up to his beloved, urging her to perhaps do the same.

"I'm thinking tonight we could go exploring together, scope out what towns or cities might be near this place. You never know when or if we'll need to escape to find ourselves a quick meal or even have a night out on the town."

He winked to her as he finished buttoning up his shirt, pulling up loose trousers as he moved to her side of the bed.

"And listen to me darling. You should never feel as if you need to schedule nights just for me. I get along just fine in our endeavors. I see this as more a partnership. We do most things together, although I do understand if you need your moments alone."

He smiled and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, nuzzling at her neck with his lips taking soft kisses. He whispered as he spoke, urging her to rise.

"So let's get dressed and take in some fresh air."

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Opening

Author: Vampiress Laura

Date: 09-20-04 12:25

"Laura, it's you," Narcissa gasps in obvious relief as she warily lowers the knife, then lets it slip onto the counter from her bleeding hand.

"What are you doing down here? I figured you'd be upstairs catching up with Violet."

"Aren't you pleased to see me, Mistress?" Laura again employs, with apparent sweetness and sincerity, the title her former lover once forced upon her. "You looked like someone in need of a friend when I walked in. If so, I have some time."

Laura steps up slowly and takes Narcissa's right hand in both of her own. She lifts it and sees the gash has already closed, although the fresh blood remains. Laura's stomach growls.

"My Sire is occupied with Union," Laura explains, hungrily licking her lips. Her voice, however, retains the mortal innocence Narcissa remembers, and Laura betrays no clue of the scent she had detected minutes before when near the werewolf in her bedroom. "You remember him? Union Wise? He has been traveling with us occasionally over the last five years, but he arrived tonight alone, and in obvious distress. I don't suppose, Mistress, that you saw or heard anything that might explain what has him so upset."

Laura holds Narcissa's hand near her breast and studies her eyes with apparent compassion.

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Let the Fun Begin

Author: Bianca The Bloody

Date: 09-20-04 16:37

Davis nuzzled Bianca's neck and whispered to her. His warm breath and seductive voice almost made Bianca want to pull him back into bed with her. He moved away from her and looked into her eyes, almost pleading to get her to get out of bed. Bianca let out a soft groan and threw the covers off her nude body. She slumped over to find all her clothes that had been strewn throughout the room, grumbling the whole time.

"Oh come now, my love, don't make this sound so bad..." Davis said laughing.

"Oh I'm not...I just wish we didn't have to up and go right away." Bianca said, pulling her clothes back on.

"Well, what would you rather do?" Davis asked coming up behind her. Bianca turned around and wrapped her arms around his waist and kissed his nose lightly.

"I just wanted to lay in your arms a while before doing anything. But that doesn't matter now, my love. We're up. We have the rest of the evening to be together." Bianca said, releasing him. She finished getting dressed and then ran a comb through her hair before turning back to her beloved. "Shall we?" Davis smiled and came beside her as they exited the room.

As they passed the parlor, Bianca thought of Cassandra and Belladonna. She wondered how the two were getting along. They certainly were in for some wonderful moments together, as Bianca knew both vampiresses intimately. Bianca took her lover's hand and squeezed it gently. A smirk crossed her full lips. Her right eyebrow raised slightly as she looked at her lover.

"What?" Davis asked laughing. It was a look he had only seen when he knew she wanted to be intimate.

"Nothing...nothing at all..." Bianca said as she released his hand and skipped out the door. Suddenly for some reason, she was feeling playful. She was tired of all the seriousness of the manor. Even, for the moment at least, all the sexual exploits as well. She just wanted to have fun. Bianca would make her feast tonight a fun one.

All work and no play makes Bianca a dull girl...

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Truely Lonely

Author: Vladira

Date: 09-20-04 17:21

I was truely alone. Even though I had found happiness with JeanClaude, deep down, I was still quite alone. Vladmir was weakening, but, he still wanted me for his dark perpose. I would fight against his hold on me, and have succeeded each time, of late.

As I remained in the parlour, I wondered what we would all do this evening. Mother had gone back to check on Amneris, and even I hoped that she would recover.

I sipped my goblet of wyne, and closed my eyes, relaxing. I had found the peace and quiet enjoyable, for now. The only sound was my breathing, and the crackling in the fireplace of the logs.

Peaceful and quiet, I enjoyed every moment. I could sense JeanClaude taking his pleasures out on Elsa. But, not a true pleasure, more of a ferocity. Something deep down was angering him, so he was taking it out on Elsa. I managed to find my way to stop him, my thoughts and his linked.

"ENOUGH! SHE HAS DONE NOTHING WRONG TO YOU! LEAVE HER BE!" And he ceased.

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