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As I felt pulled and enthralled by his beauty he offered his hand down towards me..I directed my attention to his hand and slowly reached up and placed my palm in his. His hand swallowed mine and I felt comfort and security in that feeling.

He pulled gently and I rose to my feet.....and then he pulled me into his embrace as his arms wrapped around me and held me tight.

I returned his embrace as I felt his lips gently touch the top of my head.

I felt I knew him but then I didn't know who he was...I feel lost, my emotions twist and turn.

He felt right but something also felt wrong.



Suddenly I heard a crash far off in the distance.........I felt his body tense and I looked up as he turned his head toward the sound. His eyes no longer looked peaceful and comforting but now they were fierce and evil.



His embrace tightened around me and he looked back down at me.



"Close your eyes." he instructed. The second I closed my eyes, I felt wind whipping around us. My stomach twirled and churned.....I felt as if we were moving at incredible speed....How could this be?



Finally the wind died down.......and he let loose of his embrace but still held onto my elbow.



"You can open your eyes now, but go slow and breath deep." he whispered.



Slowly I let my eyes creak open, it was still dark but there was a warm glow to the left and I could hear crackling.



Feeling confident I opened my eyes fully........and a wave crashed over me, and my surroundings spun around me....the floor rose up to me.................somewhere in the distance I could feel his voice but I couldn't hear..........to be continued'.

Growing up outside of Stellamaris, a strange village run by a blood goddess cult, Amirae is traumatized by the memory of the tortuous and gruesome murder of her sorceress mother by the village’s high priests. Nightly screams, missing children, and rumors of a fifteen-year-old boy trained in the dark arts of magic and the worship of Pirila, a dark goddess of blood, haunt her dreams at night. Her path crosses with a wandering elf, banished from his homeland for false accusations of murder. Young and determined to discover themselves, they decide to adventure forward to seek help from the priestesses of the Lady Moon in Arwen Ithil to fight the blood goddess. Amirae volunteers to receive the power of the moon and save the village from Pirila’s deathly grasp, disrupting the endless cycle of fear, bloodshed, and death. Will they succeed in time?



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She watched him from across the dance floor, the lights blinking and flashing all colors of the rainbow. Through the crowds of females almost wearing nothing and the males handsome in their night club clothes and seductive colognes, she saw him. He was not like the others who only hoped to score a willing female into their beds and add another notch to their belts. He danced nervously darting his eyes back and forth as if checking to make sure no one was watching him. His clothes were simple and department store bought while the other males tried to impress their female victims with designer clothes that would eventually bury them in debt. His black slacks accented the curves of his buttocks as well revealing the bulge of his crotch. He slicked his black hair back with his left hand sneaking a peak at his wrist watch. The seductive female danced with him bumping her body against him attempting to arouse him for further action. She watched as the female made him nervous and uncomfortable. His heartbeat quickened and his blood raced faster not in excitement but in nervous tension. She listened to his heartbeat from across the room as she sat the bar sipping her cosmopolitan delicately. The intoxicated female then reached her arms and wrapped them around his neck hoping she could lean in and steal a kiss. At the bar, she set her drink down deciding it was time to cut in and save her chosen male victim from further uneasiness.

She coasted through the humans dancing tightly together, who seemed to not notice her presence but still moved out of her path. Reaching the nervous male she stopped and stared at the female now clinging to his neck. She tilted her head to the side much like a dog does when listening to his owner. Her green eyes bore into the female’s eyes transforming the female into a hypnotic state as she slowly dropped her arms from around his neck. Without a word of good bye or thank you the female moved further up the dance floor content with finding another willing male to succumb to her drunken seductiveness. She watched the female move away and then turned to him looking up into his deep blue eyes and not realizing before how tall he was. He quickly looked away not knowing if he should walk away or talk to her. She smiled at him and reached her right hand up to shake his. The loud pounding was music making it nearly impossible to hear voices. “Hello, my name is Tiana. You looked as if you needed an escape goat.” She explained expelling her seductive charm. He took her hand and shook it in response. “Thanks, uh, yea. I am not used to such blunt forwardness by woman. Oh sorry, I am Damon.” He smiled back revealing dimples in both cheeks. She felt a small flutter in the pit of her stomach. Nervously but with more confidence then he bestowed upon the other female he asked if she would like to sit and have a drink. She nodded in agreement and he escorted her to a far table in the corner of the club. She walked in front of him, her short black dress hugging the curves of her body and catching his eye. Her long black hair lay in ringlets down to the small of her back catching the lights and giving off blue highlights. She sat down in the booth and he scooted in next to her. He noticed the creamy colored skin that looked smoother and sweeter than milk. Realizing he was staring at her body, he jerked his eyes up to hers as she smiled and her deep green eyes twinkled like stars. Her dark black eyeliner outlined and emphasized the deep richness of her eyes. She kept constant eye contact with him trying to expose him to her vampire hypnosis. Further into their conversation about nothing really at all, he became more comfortable and relaxed. His confidence grew as she tried to build it up with her seductive words. Finally he made the move she was hoping for when he reached over and clasped her hand in his. She hoped he would not feel the coldness in her hands. He looked down at her hands and then looked back into her eyes. Assuming she was cold in revealing black dress that only possessed thin spaghetti straps, he scooted closer to her and put his arm around her shoulders. Hearing the calm steady beat of his heart and watching his gaze drift down to her breasts, she decided it was time to take him out of the club. She leaned over and whispered in his ear. He nodded his head in agreement to go back to her place. Unable to hide the boyish grin creeping across his face, they both stood up from the table and walked out of the club.

Once outside they could still hear the thump of the music and felt as if they had cotton stuffed into their ears. She escorted him to the side street around the corner to where her black Audi was parked. She pulled the keys out of her purse and hit the unlock button. Attempting to be a gentleman, he walked her to the driver’s side and opened the car door for her. She watched through her tinted windows as he walked back around to the passenger side and got in. She smiled at him as she waited for him to buckle in. He looked up at her and smiled sweetly. She couldn’t help notice that his smile was one of honesty and originality, unlike the usual horny assholes she picked up. Cranking the ignition, she pushed the car into drive and drove into traffic heading to her lair knowing he may never leave or be seen again. As she kept her eyes on the road attempting to not feel guilty about the victim she was about to take, he put his hand lovingly on top of her hand on the gear shifter. She looked down at his hand and felt the flutter again deep in the pit of her stomach as she admired the smoothness and strength he possessed. Looking over at him now sitting in her car, she imagined his chest being smooth and soft. She thought of the sculpted abs he must possess. She felt the heat rise between her legs as she thought of the anatomy between his legs. She quickly pulled into the parking garage into her assigned space for her condo. He let go of her hand as he shot out the door in time to open her side for her. She seductively stepped out one high heel at a time. He reached for her hand and helped her to stand. She shut the door and hit the lock button on her keychain and interlocked her arm into his. She escorted him to the elevator and pushed the button for the penthouse. He looked at her in amazement and smiled sheepishly. She didn’t speak a work as he turned to her and gently pushed her up against the elevator wall. Wrapping his arm around her waist he leaned down and crushed his lips to hers savagely. She responded to his kiss surprised the excitement that this male brought to her. She could hear the rapid rush of his blood flowing through his veins and at the same time felt the growing desire building heat between her thighs. His other hand moved down to her breast as he cupped it in his palm. Tingles shimmered through her limbs as goose bumps rose on her skin. She felt his own heat rising and felt the rise of his cock grinding against her. The ding of the elevator broke the passionate moment. He stepped back and away from her as she inhaled deeply trying to gather composure and lead him to the penthouse door. She fumbled with her keys and finally opened the door. Stepping inside he found himself in a lair that possessed dark gray walls and black iron candelabras adorned over the entire room. She possessed a style of furniture that could be dated back to medieval times. Pewter goblets and plates adorned her old-style dining table with its high back chairs, carefully placed in front of a large fireplace.

Across the room there was high back chairs made of wood and cast iron specifically arranged around a white bear rug. There was no television, no radios, and no lamps or electric light. She carefully walked to the fireplace and picked up a long match striking it against the stone. She slowly walked around the room lighting the oversized black and white candles illuminating the room in a soft glow. He watched her graceful movements as her dress shifted and clung to her breasts and her hips. Once the candles were all lit, she seductively blew the flame out and threw the stick into the fireplace. He couldn’t take his eyes from her as she stepped closer to him. He stood in a trance when she reached up and slid her shoulder straps down her arms allowing the black dress to quietly fall in a heap at her feet. Standing before him with nothing but her heels, she reaches up to cup his face and gently pulls him down to her breast. Instinct takes over and he caresses her nipple with his tongue feeling his own erection as her nipple stiffens at his touch. He wraps his arm around her waist and picks her up. He carries down the hall to the bedroom where he finds a room filled with candles and incense. On the far wall is a king-size bed with black silk sheets and white flowers twirling around the posts. He lays her down on the bed and smoothly he runs his hand down her legs to her shoes where he slips them off and drops them to the floor. She lays there watching him as he undresses and drop his clothes to the floor. She notices his sculpted abs and the small patch of black hair curling out from the center of his chest. Moving her eyes down she admires the large cock that stands erect now before her with black hair nestling it. Damon moves to the bed and quickly spreads her legs apart revealing her warm wet mound unfolding like the petals of a rose and inviting him to touch and taste. Leaning down he kisses her inner thighs allowing his wet tongue to caress and tease as he inches his way between her thighs. Tiana arches up in response physically begging for touch. He kisses the top of her mound and gently pries her lips open with his fingers exposing the swollen and needy clit waiting for release. His tongue lavishes and teases it with swirls. She moans when he inserts his fingers inside her and thrusts them in and out allowing her juices to flow more freely. Before her inner walls contract around him, he pulls them out and moves toward her face hungrily kissing her and massaging her breasts. He then scoots between her legs and violently thrusts his cock into her pussy causing her to arch and scream out in pleasurable pain. She moves her hips in unison to him attempting to thrust as deep as they both could achieve. Her flesh lightly turns pinkish in the heat and passion and other inner urges and desires begin to surface. Her teeth begin to grow long and sharp and her eyes turn coal black. She tries to submerge the inner demon and continue with the love making. Damon doesn’t notice the changes taking place with her as he is enveloped with the pleasure of pleasing her and himself. The battle within her rages on while she still moves her hips in unison to his. The waves come crashing through her body as she reaches her climax and her will becomes weak. He reaches his climax a few seconds later and collapses on top of her laying his head across her breasts. They both breathe heavily from the exertion. Tiana’s inner strength is weakened and she can no longer fight the change taking place. Her personality changes and she becomes a seductive monster. With her vampire teeth fully extended and her eyes black as night, she runs her fingers through his hair and he moans lightly with the gesture. Before he has time to react or realize what is going on she pulls his head back exposing his neck and pulls his body up closer to her with one hand using her vampire strength. She flips him under her and she straddles him. With one quick glance she snaps down to his neck and pierces her teeth into his flesh. The blood flow rushes out as he moans in pain and pleasure causing him to gain another erection. She straddles closer to him inserting his cock once again into her pussy as she drinks from his veins. They both thrust in and out while Tiana is still locked onto his neck. Moments later they reach a climax together and her muscles spasm so violently she lets go of his neck and flops back on the bed with blood all over her face and running down her chin and neck. She lays there breathing heavily trying to calm her beating heart and feeling the warmth of his blood rushing through her body. Her skin feels warm to the touch and has an olive color that had disappeared so long ago. As she calms down, she realizes that she does not feel movement or hear Damon’s breathing and she immediately jumps up regretting her failure to suppress the demon. She checks his pulse pressing her two forefingers against his neck through the blood left running down his neck. There is a faint beat but she finds it very weak. His breathing is weak as well. She cries tears of blood feeling guilty for taking advantage of such an innocent person. He had not been like the others. She tried to choose men that were violent or criminal in the sexual nature to lessen her regret and guilt. She gently bent down low and licked his wound where she had punctured his vein. Her saliva began to heal and close the two holes leaving no scar, as if nothing ever happened. She then trotted to her restroom quickly grabbing a wet cloth and returning to wipe up the mess on him. If he was lucky enough to waken and recover, she didn’t want to leave any evidence of her attack.

With the blood cleaned from him and from her, she sat and watched him while he peacefully slept. His breathing was slow and quiet and she couldn’t help admiring his beauty and reminiscing their lovemaking.

Gnarled fingers crept from within the folds of a dark velvet sleeve, grasping the bag of gold coins that the young boy offered. The boy tried to see the face hidden in the shadows of the dark hood. As the old man unraveled the leather thong tied around the bag, the fire popped and crackled to his right. He jumped, startled from the sudden noise and tried not to show his fear.



"Are you sure boy, this is your desire? The youth allow jealousy and desire to posses them, only thinking of the now and not the future or its consequences." The old man whispered with a hoarse voice. The boy nodded in agreement as he looked at the bag he had stolen from his father's treasury.



"Yes mi lord. There is only room for one future king and my time is running out." The boy replied with greed twisting his youthful voice. "How will the task be completed?" he asked with curiosity as he took a step back away from the old man nearly bumping into the cave wall.



"I don't usually give the details and since your payment is mild compared to the riches you behold, I will require you to work for the completion of your desire." The old man answered with calmness.



The boy listened as the old man whispered to him slowly while his gnarled fingers caressed the gold coins that now lay upon the wooden table beside the melted candles and the withered chicken feet. As the plans were laid forth, visions crept into the boys mind, corrupting any goodness that was left within his soul, and blackening his heart.







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His feet pounded the forest floor crushing the twigs beneath. Low hanging tree branches and brush smacked across his face and torso, leaving behind their sharp reminders. As he ran, his heart pounded against his chest and sweated rolled down his forehead. He was near the trail, just a few more yards to go.



Behind him he could hear other footfalls. The twigs snapped as it gained speed, the panting creeping closer. He tried to run faster but the burning in his lungs dampened his efforts. He dared not turn around and sneak a glance at it, afraid that he if he looked it would surely catch him. Just ahead he could see the trail, the sun shining down through the tree branches lighting the glorious path to his safety. He pumped his legs faster as the footfalls gained speed and inched closer to him.



A tree root jutting up from the ground caught his foot throwing him off balance. With a strong momentum, he slammed onto the ground, dirt and leaves' grinding into his face as the wind was knocked from his body. The footfalls dance around his head and body, pacing in circles. With his eyes closed he desperately tried to suck the air back into his lungs.



Suddenly he heard a growl to his right and then another growl to his left. Finally his lungs opened and he was able to breathe in deep pants. He snapped his eyes open to find large gray wolves darting back and forth around him. Slowly he turned over onto his back and propped up on his elbows. The wolves snarled and growled at him snapping their razor sharp fangs in his direction with an innate hatred glowing from within their eyes.



Behind them an enormous black wolf growled deeply and the gray wolves parted allowing the pack leader access to their prey. He looked up and watched the wolf slowly step towards him. It's shoulders revealed strong tone muscles and it's eyes glowed red staring straight into his eyes capturing him and paralyzing his body as he lie there on the ground hypnotized in its contemptuous gaze.



As the wolf inched closer he spread his lips back across his jaw line revealing long fangs that dripped thick saliva that sizzled when it hit the ground. His heart raced and his stomach turned but he found that he was unable to tear his eyes from the wolf's demonic stare. The wolf circled closer to him, its face mere inches from his own, and the thick black fur tickled his skin raising goose bumps that spread rapidly.



Closing his eyes to the impending doom before him, he suddenly felt the wolf's fangs pierce into his left shoulder causing a sharp pain course through his flesh and then a warm sensation flow down his arm. He cried out in anguish and then he saw his mother and father hugging him close to them. As he opened his eyes through the excruciating pain he saw blackness start to befall his vision as if diving into a hole and as darkness took him, he felt nothing more and his senses faded to nothing.