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Charles Hammond Memories of Thomas Trelawny02:35 Feb 27 2025
Times Read: 66
Memories have a habit of resurfacing every time I return to England and the four of us are back together.
Recent events stir up memories that are good and of course the ones that are bad.
I don't often spend much time with Thomas Trelawny we have very little in common and I find his passion for extreme violence very uncomfortable. But we are brothers and we stand at the top of James's circle.
James had always admired Thomas's volatile nature and his love making others suffer. Nothing was to awful or vile for Thomas.
During our days of being rogue's that stalked the roads I suppose you call Thomas the muscle of our gang.His height and build made him a force to reckoned with. His temper was explosive and he was able to hold his ale better than anyone I had ever seen.
He had no respect for women and he did not let a silly little thing like innocence get in his way when he wanted more than just a bit of friendly female company. The more unwilling the more likely he was to take full advantage.
Richard was the only one who could handle him and talk him down when he lost control. I suppose this came from spending time in prison together. They had always been the best of friends.
The only one that could scare him was James. I remember seeing the two of them get into a terrible fight once. Thomas did not fair well against James and that was quite a extraordinary thing to witness.
Over the centuries Thomas became much worse he would often fight in various wars across the world. It was never about taking a side and believing in the cause it was the fear and carnage and the suffering that kept him going.
These days he spends most of his time in Grozny. He is a close friend of Ramzan Kdyrov. And he has become one his top generals and his prized boxing champion.
Thomas has always engaged in illegal fighting ring's. He thinks best with his fists.
I have always felt that he hated me because he felt my sexuality made me less of a man and the fact that my level headedness allowed me to plan our jobs to James's approval and made me his right hand man a position Thomas so desperately wanted.
Once we had all given our souls over to James times changed and we traveled across Europe building our vampiric empire together. We hardly spent any time in Britain.
This was until 1803 at the start of Napoleonic wars and the trans Atlantic slave trade. The world was opening up more and James made us return to England. For the first few weeks all seemed well that was until James made us travel to Liverpool.
I could see a change in Thomas's mood. He had become quiet and withdrawn. I knew Thomas came from Liverpool but that was as much about his life that I knew as none of really talked much about where we came from.
Our time in Liverpool was taking its toll on Thomas. I would see him looking out over the docs most nights.
We would go out and hunt together but Thomas would hardly feed. He just seems to lose his himself and wander away alone.
James wanted to acquire a ship whilst in Liverpool. Richard was tasked with making the deal as he knew this line of business well. Usually Thomas would accompany Richard but on this occasion he refused much to James's annoyance. It was the first time I had ever seen Thomas and Richard argue. Thomas was definitely in pugnacious form and he suddenly disappeared on us.
James charged me with finding him again. I didn't know Liverpool so this made things difficult for me. James was to wrapped up his quest for a ship so he went on with Richard and left me to find our madman.
I spent four days searching all the taverns and brothels. Eventually I was able to pick up the scent of anger and blood and it led me to a very affluent area of Liverpool.
I tracked Thomas to a very grand Georgian house close to the Royal Court of Liverpool.
I walked up to the house to find the front door had been kicked in and I could hear much shouting and banging coming from the servants quarters. Once inside I could feel Thomas's presence. He was upstairs and I had a horrible feeling he was up to his usual trick's. I made my way up the staircase to find him in the master bedroom.
He was sat at the end of the bed of a lady who was in a very deep sleep. The woman was gravely ill and she must of been in her late 40s. Thomas was holding a large dagger in his hand. I could see the tears in his eyes.
Just as he was about to plunge the dagger into her I shouted “Thomas stop” He looked over to me” get out Charles” this has nothing to do with you.
I braved walking over to him and asked to talk with him before he did anything he might regret.
“I take it you know this lady ?” Thomas grabbed the lady's hand and nodded. I sat at the chair at her bedside. I asked how he knew her as I watched the tears roll down his face. “Shes my sister” her name is Grace. I was surprised to hear that he had family still living he never spoke of any family members.
Thomas for the first time ever began to open up to me.
When I was 11 years old my Mother died and Grace was just a baby. Out of all my siblings Grace was my favourite I doted on her from the day she was born. Our Father was an alcoholic and he gambled away our families fortunes. By the time Grace was 8 years old we had lost everything because our bastard of a Father. I was 19 years old and I had no choice other than to give my brothers and Grace to relatives in the city.
I remember that night so well I killed our old man myself and burnt our home to the ground. I still remember when I left her with our relatives how much she cried and begged me not to leave her. I promised her one day I would come back for her but I knew that I could never return.
Coming back to Liverpool brought it all back to me. My younger brother's are all dead now and my Grace is dying. I can smell the cancer and I don't want her to suffer anymore.
Thomas picked up a carved wooden horse from her other hand. “I made this for her” I carved it specially for her fifth birthday. I can't believe she still has it. One of her sons is called Thomas.
I held my hand out to Thomas “she clearly never forgot you” please Thomas don't end her life this way. Let her end her days with her family by her side. Thomas looked at me and nodded. “She's married to a Lord” Im glad she was able to have a good life without me.
I was astounded by Thomas this was the one and only time I had ever seen any semblance of a real person. I watched as he kissed his sister goodby and softly said “see ya our kid” he placed the wooden horse back in her hand and we left together.
Thomas and I watched and listened outside as the house lit up and Grace's family freed themselves from the servants quarters and rushed to her side.
Thomas and I walked away from the house and suddenly Thomas stopped and grabbed me and put his arms around me and he held me tight and kissed my cheek. There was real affection in that kiss.
He looked into my eye's “ Thank you Charles” you know I love you really but if you tell anyone about what happened here tonight I will set fire to you and dance around the flames. That was more like the Thomas I had always known I knew I would never see his vulnerable side again. I kept my promise and stayed silent about his family I kept it from James and Richard.
After that night Thomas went back to his normal violent ways and I only ever saw his softer side come out many years later when a certain lady was killed by firing squad for being a spy.
But thats a story for another time.
02:45 Feb 26 2025
Times Read: 95
Been thinking about my recent story.
Im not sure if I want to keep Anton in the story right now
I have had a few thoughts on him and what I could do with character
I would like to try a few new things and Im always looking for people that could inspire a character.
Maria The Memories Of A Ghost06:51 Feb 25 2025
Times Read: 118
As planned all four men returned to the farmhouse in the West Country. A house they had all used as a hide out from there nightly ambushes on the roads 350 years ago.
A house that gave them a place to learn the dark arts and pledge their devotion and loyalty to James Sutherland. An underground room where they conjured up demons and willingly gave up their souls to the devil.
A room that gave them the power to explore the pleasures of inflicting and receiving pain and human sacrifice.
The place where James bestowed Immortality upon them all and imprisoned the soul of the only person James had ever truly cared for.
The woods that awaited just outside the farmhouse had led many a poor soul into their clutches and filled the night air with the screams of pain.
Maria's spirit had been sleeping and as James returned with his blood brothers she was awoken and left to wander the woods and farmhouse and bear witness to their insatiable blood lust when they went out to hunt.
James was pleased to have his brothers back together on there sacred ground. As always he would make his brothers bow before him and he look them over and give them each their own special evil praise's.
Thomas had spent a long time away enjoying the hell of war. Thomas was a giant of a man with no empathy towards the suffering of others. His years of violent conduct had damaged his face so badly that not even having the gift of immortality could improve his looks. As he bowed before his master James noted that he never got any better looking but his violence combined with his madness had continued to please him.
Richards greed and consumption of human life had continued to please James and let him see the young pirate he corrupted 350 years ago. Charles had taken longer to prove himself to James. They had enjoyed an intimate relationship so long but Charles had found it hard to shed his kindness towards others. As time had gone by he became hardened by James's evil influence over him that killing for sport and pleasure was now something he embraced and James rewarded him well.
James insisted his brothers go out into the night and bring home a victim they could all enjoy together. It was a pleasure he insisted would please him the most and all complied to his demand.
The woods were a nostalgic place for them to hunt and curious humans were easy to come by.
As darkness came they did not have long to wait as a teenage courting couple let their hormones and curiosity get the better of them and take them into the hands of danger as they walked around the many oak and yew tress that stood tall around them.
The young couple walked through the woods together hand in hand looking for a place to enjoy their love for each other unaware they were being watched. The girl was nervous and uneasy about being in the woods so late at night. She had heard stories about people going missing and of ghosts and demons hiding in the trees waiting to pounce on unsuspecting humans.
Her male companion had only one thing on his mind and shrugged off her fears and pulled her deeper into the woods.
It was not long before they were interrupted by Charles. He shon a flash light on them and informed them that they were trespassing on private land. The young man tried to argue with him shouting out various insults. The girl joined in and laughed until Thomas and Richard appeared.
Thomas gave his angry stare at the couple “Their is a price to be paid for trespassing on our land” the young man mocked him by saying just send us a fine and we will leave. Thomas just glared back at him” Im afraid we can't let you go” Richard then told them it was an important night and they were celebrating.
The couple began backing away as the two men got closer. Their eyes began to change and glow as they got closer and growled as their fangs came down. Thomas grabbed the young man and slammed him against a tree and bit into his neck. Richard held one of his arms and pulled his hair to keep his head up whilst Thomas sucked the life out him.
The girl was held back by Charles as she watched in horror as Thomas and Richard took turns feeding on her boyfriend's blood. She begged and pleaded with Charles to stop them. Charles pretended to take pity on her by telling her that her only chance was to run to the farmhouse at the end of the woods he promised her that the man who lives there would help her.
He let her go and she ran away as fast as she could her legs being scratched by the brambles she passed. Her floral summer dress kept getting caught on the thorns and her hands bled from trying to free herself from their grip.
The three men watched her disappear into woods. They began taking bets on how long they thought it would her to get to the farm house. They all agreed to hurry back to the house and get themselves cleaned up. They knew she would never escape James.
Maria had witnessed this latest attack and her ghost creamed”you lured that poor girl to the house to be killed” her words as always went unheard so she ran to the house hoping she could help the girl escape some how.
The girl made it to the house and she franticly banged on the door James opened the door and the girl grabbed him and cried for him to help her. He let her go inside the house and feinted care for the terrified girl.
He took her into the kitchen and sat her down. “Tell me what happened to you” the girl cried and told him he would never believe her. James knelt down in front of her and brushed the tears from her face “you need to tell me what happened” she forced herself to hold back her tears “they grabbed him and they killed him” “who did? “ the girl just continued to cry and say “three men” James grew frustrated at her crying. “Young lady you must compose yourself” you need to start making some sense! The girl started to calm down as she thought she was safe with James.
Just as she was about to tell James everything Richard walked in the kitchen. Her eyes were filled with fear and she pointed at Richard “its him he's the one that killed my boyfriend” she got up and attempted to run for the front door only to find Thomas waiting for her. He grabbed her arms and pushed her back into the kitchen. She screamed over and over “let me go” until Charles came up behind her and placed his hand on her throat and squeezing enough to silence her and prevent her from moving.
James looked the girl over he could smell the blood from her cut hands” you have all done very well” he ran his hands over her body and sniffed her” this one is a good find” shes only 17 and still pure. All four men smiled cruelly at one another as it was hard to find virgin blood. Richard announced that the girl would most likely struggle. Thomas was very pleased by this as he enjoyed it when women struggled.
Richard opened the door to the underground room and Maria finally managed to appear and see the horror that awaited the poor girl. James definitely wanted the girl to suffer at their hands. She watched him as he continued to sexually assault her paralysed body. “There has to be a first time for every girl” gentleman lets take her down and have some fun.
Charles kept his grip on her throat and slowly dragged her into the direction of the underground rooms doorway. Richard Thomas headed in ahead of Charles and the girl.
Maria screamed out “leave her alone James” shes only a child! The girls hand managed to grab hold of the door as Charles pulled her in. James removed her hand and she disappeared behind the door. As James went in he turned to Maria and smiled one his evil smiles and shut the door behind him.
Maria could only listen as the girls screams echoed through the house. Maria fell to the floor and covered her ears so she would not hear the sounds of rape and innocent blood being feasted on.
Maria lay on the floor crying “please god no more” I can't stand this anymore.
Richard Hallow Part 310:59 Feb 24 2025
Times Read: 145
Anton came to the apartment after disposing of his friend’s body. He could hear Richard talking on the phone in bedroom. He was talking in Russian and he was unable to understand the conversation.
Anton sat on a chair and put his face in his hands. He began thinking how could he be in this situation. Taking on this job was going to be hell and the idea of having to leave London and spend his life sucking up to Richard just felt impossible.
There was no way out of this and he decided it would be best just to try as Charles suggested and adapt to Richards ways. A couple of hours had passed and he needed to ask Charles to come over.
He went over to the next apartment and knocked at the door. He stood waiting for a few minutes until he heard footsteps making their way to the door. Charles opened the door. Anton stepped back in shock as Charles face was covered in blood. “Its ok Anton you have nothing to fear” Im not going to hurt you. Anton found it difficult to look at him.”Mr Hallow would like to speak with you Sir” Charles just smiled “Ok give me half an hour” it was at that moment that Richard put his head around his front door. “Charles put your whips and chains down for 5 minutes” its urgent.
Charles just mumbled “give me a couple of minutes” Anton continued to look away and Charles grabbed his face”You need to get over your fear” you will see far worse than this so buck up.
Charles slammed the door in Antons face. So he went back to Richard and tried not to show his fear and disgust in front of his master and quietly told him that Charles would be a couple of minutes.
Richard watched Antons face and looked at him with frustration. “Ok lets get this talked about” you are scared of us. So I will asure you that you are quite safe with me. I have no desire to hurt you and Im sure Charles will not touch you either. No doubt he has warned you about Mr Tralawny? Anton just nodded “Well yes Thomas is a giant of a man and will come across in a very frightening manner. I can assure you he will not hurt you. You are my servant and its up to me to discipline you if I think you need it. The only person that would order your death is Mr Sutherland. So as long as you don't do anything that would bring about that kind of order you will be fine.
I need you to start respecting the order of command you have fucked up once already and Im letting it go. So Im asking you nicely to get over your fear of blood and gore and accept that is apart of who your masters are.
Anton stood up and agreed to everything Richard had said. “Let Charles in and then you can go to bed” your room is the last door on the right. Anton let Charles in he was pleased to see that his face was cleaned up and he was looking friendly again.He left the two men alone and went to his new bedroom.
Richard and Charles sat at the dinning table together. Richard was looking displeased as he spoke with Charles. “James wants us all back at the farmhouse this weekend” We are hunting again. Charles began to sigh “yeah I figured that James would want us doing that” I really wish we didn't have to. I hate traipsing around the woods waiting for unsuspecting passers by its 2025 not 1779. Richard just smirked at Charles” we all know why you don't want to go back there” you carry a guilty conscious from 300 years ago. It’s about time you let it go. Besides you get to spend time with James and we all know you enjoy that.
Charles started to run his nails down the table in anger Richard starred back at him with a smile” don't get upset Charlie I was only joking” Charles stood up and looked back at Richard”is that all you wanted Ricky” just to tell me what I already knew. “No we have to make an appearance at Saint Micheal James will be releasing someone” please sit back down and stop getting upset. He sat back down and looked away from Richard. “Thomas will meet us back at the house” I know the two of you don't really get on but we are brothers in blood. Charles looked at Richard and agreed. “I suppose it will be good to see him again” how is the psycho these day's? Richard smiled and laughed “He is same as always” and never more happy than when he's out hunting.
I know that you are not happy going back to the west country but I think it will be good for all of us to be together again. We lead separate lives and I do miss the old days when it was all of us working and hunting together. You are my brother Charles and I do love and respect you.
Charles looked some what shocked by Richards admission of kindness towards him. For years he had mocked him for his sexuality and his sympathy with human's. Over time Charles had become less sympathetic when it came to his pray and this had earned him some respect from his brother's. Even though he had become more hard and violent he still carried guilt around with him but had learned not to show it as much.
“I love you as well Richard” but Im not putting up with the homophobic remarks whilst we are in Devon. And I would like to talk to you about Anton. Richard folded his arms ready to listen.” Go easy on him” he's been thrown in at the deep end with you. Please don't give him a hard time just yet let him get used to us all. “Ok to please you Charles I will try to be nice to him” just as long as you remember he is my servant so you need to keep your lips closed around him.
Charles started to get annoyed and snapped” what's that supposed to mean? “ I know you Charlie Anton is young good looking and a bit rough round the edges just the way you like them. So don't pretend you haven't thought about it I have known you to long.
Charles got up and threw the chair down and shouted “I don't know why I bother talking to you” I should have known you say something like that. Charles stormed out of the apartment. Richard just laughed and called out “see you in Devon Charlie”
Richard Hallow Part 203:30 Feb 24 2025
Times Read: 163
Richard left to take care of his business and Anton used this time to cover Mia up in a shirt he had found and try his best to snap her out of her dream like state.
This was proving very difficult as she had starred directly into his eyes and it had put her firmly under his control.
Anton began to realise their was no way to bring her back around so he dressed her in the shirt and sat her back down in the living room. He returned to the dinning room and tried to clear away the spilt blood from the wine bottle. He kept checking on Mia but she remained in a dream like state.
An hour had passed and Anton felt he had done a good enough job of cleaning up the mess and hoped Richard would not be angry when he came back.
Anton could feel the room becoming colder and as he turned around he found Richard standing behind him looking pensive.
“Im glad to see that you have cleaned up your mess” Anton began to make his apologies but Richard held his hand up to order him to remain silent. “I do not want your excuses Anton” So far Im not completely impressed with your work but Im willing to over look your insubordinate behaviour. I want you to go back down to the cellar and you are to bring me another bottle. You will wait outside the apartment until I call you back in.
Anton nodded his head in agreement and with relief. “Right Im glad you understand so go” as I wish to entertain the gorgeous creature you let in.
Richard gave him the wine bottle that had been spilt and pointed to the door. Anton left quickly and with heavy heart as he knew he would never see Mia alive again.
Richard walked into the living room and slowly and seductively removed his shirt. Mia was starting to come back out of her dream state. She tried to get up but Richard put his hand on her trembling shoulder and made her stay seated.
“I sad to see that Anton covered you up” I think you looked far more enchanting the way you were before. She grabbed his hand to try and stop his advances but he just forced her back into his beautiful hypnotic eye's.
“All you need to do is relax and let go” his long nails cut through the fabric of her shirt exposing her body to the cold air.
He pushed her down on to the sofa and used his hands to pleasure her breasts and make her submit to his touch.
She was still nervous and trembling” don't worry my dear you are in very good hands” he leaned down and kissed and licked her stomach and gently making his way up to her breasts. She could not resist him as he gave pleasure to her hard nipples.
Her arms came down to embrace him but he quickly pinned them back”Just stay still and enjoy this” it’s going to get a lot more intense soon enough.Her body was aching from desire. She had never felt pleasure like this before. He pressed his body hard against hers and his kisses on her body got harder and deeper. She could something sharp in his mouth. It was starting to hurt as each kiss seemed to be breaking her skin.
His mouth was working harder against her breasts and soon began finding their way up to her neck. She could hear the sounds of a low deep growl. His hand reached up and forced her head to one side. His mouth was clamped around her neck. Her pulse was racing fast and she could feel the vein in her neck pulsating in his mouth. He let his grip go” your blood is getting hot under your skin” just how I like it. For just a second she caught sight of his eyes. They began to shine a very bright and deep red and his mouth opened to show long sharp white fangs.
There was no time for her to react as his head came down fast and mouth applied its self to her neck. Breaking open the skin and allowing the red elixir to fill his mouth.
Anton had arrived back to the apartment he stood outside the door listening to Mia scream out in pain. He wanted to open the door but as his hand was about to open the door a voice said “I would not go in there if I was you” he looked around and saw a young man with long blond hair and dressed in gothic attire standing by the door of the opposite apartment.
The man spoke again “you must be Anton” Im Charles would you like to come in? Anton gave him a worried look.”Its ok you are quite safe I have already eaten” Richard is going to be a while yet so you can have my company for a bit.
Anton walked over to Charles and thanked him. They went into the apartment and sat at the kitchen table. Charles offered him a drink. He seemed friendly and more relaxed than Richard.
“I know this must be daunting for you” you will need to get over your feelings when it comes to other human's. James must see something in you or you would not have such a responsible job.
Anton looked down at his glass “Richard does not like me” how am I supposed to cope if my employer hates me. Charles smiled sympathetically at Anton “don't take it personally” Richard does not like many people. Over the centuries he has become a conceited snob. But you are lucky as he lives on a very grand estate just outside of Paris and he goes to some very nice places.
I think in time you will adapt to his ways and learn not to take his insults too personally.
Charles began to talk more about Richards extravagant lifestyle and the way he conducts his business. Anton felt quite comfortable in his company. He was not like James and Richard he came across as friendly and understanding.
“I do feel it necessary to warn you about Thomas” Thomas is Richards best friend and like me he is apart of the inner circle.
Thomas visits Richard a lot so you must remember never to look him in the eye or fuck up in front of him as he is always looking for an excuse to attack. Anton asked where Thomas lives. “ He is most often to be found in Grozny” but right now he is in the Ukraine fighting with the Russian army. So you need to remember that he is a violent mindless thug.
Anton gave a nervous laugh and Charles reached his hand across to him and advised that he must keep his place at all times and he would get along fine. Anton wanted to keep Charles on his side so he asked him questions about his life.
“I live in Germany most of the time” I only come to England when Im summoned by James. I prefer to live alone as it suits me better. I visit Richard from time to time but Im not to keen on the set he hangs around with.
Is that girl a friend of yours ? Anton nodded “oh Im sorry” you must be more careful here you cant let the staff see you coming up here or you will lose more friends.
Charles looked at the bottle Anton had taken from the cellar. He walked over to a cupboard and took out a bottle and advised giving Richard the one he had. “Give him this one” a little tip for you he likes female blood the best. Especially if the donor is a woman from high society.
This should be enough to ingratiate yourself with him. Charles began to laugh as he noted how Anton had given Richard the bottle that came from a man who was involved in a climbing accident.
“It was not an accident” he was caught trying to break in. Anton looked surprised and asked if the man was dead? Charles just glanced out into his hallway”no he's not dead yet!”
Anton could hear Richard shouting him. Charles handed over the bottle to him” take care Anton” and be careful Richard can be very spiteful. Anton thanked Charles and left to return to Richard.
Once gone Charles took off his shirt and walked to his bedroom. He opened the door to a young man tied to the bed. The man was badly beaten and his wrist was still bleeding from a large cut to extract his blood for the bottle Anton had given to Charles.
Charles had gone from being nice to looking fierce and full of bloodlust and rage. He slammed the bedroom door behind him.”Well Im glad to see you kept quiet for me” Im feeling inventive tonight. Charles opened the bedside table and pulled out a black belt with spiked studs.”Let’s see how you handle one of my favourite toys” He ran the belt up and down the mans chest. The mans eyes were filled with fear as he felt the cold leather on his badly bruised skin.
Charles let his fangs show through a cruel smile “I think this will be a good start” Im not going to break you just yet. I want to you last whilst I enjoy making you suffer. He raised his hand high and brought the belt down hard onto his bruised and bloodied flesh.
Anton heard the mans screams from Richards apartment. Anton walked in to find Richard had already wrapped up Mias body in a white sheet. He was sat smoking a cigarette and licking blood from his fingers.” How many times do I have to shout you?” Anton apologised for his tardiness and handed him the bottle. Richard smiled as he looked at the label.”Good choice Anton” right Im sending you to tailor in Saville row now you work for me I want you dressed correctly. Richard walked around Anton looking him over. “You had better get your hair sorted out as well” and we will be working on your voice. Im going to train that East end type tone out of you. I won't have my business contacts and my circle of friends thinking I get my staff from Albert Square.
Now we will be staying here a couple more nights then Im going away for a few days so you will be going to my Paris home alone. The staff at my home will acquaint you with your duties.
I shall have to leave you alone tomorrow night as I have a date with the daughter of the Duke of Mulberry. I promised to have her for dinner and don't want to disappoint her.
Anton asked Richard if there was anything he could do for him now. Richard pointed to Mias dead body “yes get rid of that its useless” and when you have done that in a couple of hours go see Mr Hammond and tell him I want to see him once he has finished his BDSM session with the climbing accident.
An encounter with Richard Hallow03:31 Feb 19 2025
Times Read: 219
Over the centuries James Sutherland had accumulated a lot of land across the UK and Europe. Many businesses had been established. James had fixed himself firmly in London and sent his three disciples out into the world to continue James's evil legacy.
Since the start of the 20th century James owned a hotel in the heart of London. The hotel was lavish and only guests of a very high standing in society could afford to stay there.
The top floor of the hotel strictly out of bounds to guests and the most menial of staff that worked within in grand hotel.
Only a few select staff members were permitted to work on the top floor and knew that James and his disciples were vampires. These workers were usually on James's personal staff and had begun their first steps into being initiated into James's circle.
A young man called Anton had recently caught James's attention and he had Anton working across London in various businesses for 18 months. Anton came from the East end of London and his life had consisted drug dealing and handling stolen goods.
Anton was quick and efficient and not easily scared by the prospects of working for a vampire. Although James was impressed with his criminal skills James found his constant questioning and sympathy for human victims annoying.
James decided to give Anton more responsibility and sent him to work at his hotel.
His duties included taking care of the rooms on the top floor and bringing victims to the four private rooms when required. He had also been charged with taking care of the private wine cellar. As very as the rest of the staff were concerned it was just simply the very best wine money could buy and highly collectable bottle's. When really the wine bottles contained human blood.
Anton continued to impress James and he decided that Richard Hallow would take Anton on as his personal assistant.
Richard was one James's disciples and had been with James right from the start. In his human life he was pirate and spent most of his life at sea before returning to land and using his piracy skills on the people of London.
Richard had always been consumed by greed and had spent most of his vampiric life in France.
He was never happy having to return to London as he always wanted to keep his eyes on his own business interest's. This included everything from diamond smuggling and shipping cocaine around the world and worst of all human trafficking.
Richard was a very handsome man who always appeared well dressed and had the gift of the gab when it came to women. He was very curt with his personal staff and over the centuries he had become a very well spoken snob.
Richard was often argumentative with James in spite of being loyal a very afraid of him. His closest relationship had always been with Thomas Tralawny as they met over 350 years ago in Newgate prison.
Richard had always been seen as the brains of James's circle and the only one who calm dangerous situations down.
Richard was displeased at the idea of taking Anton into his charge but not wanting to anger James to much reluctantly agreed.
Anton spent his entire day cleaning and arranging Richards apartment at the hotel. His orders were to make sure all calls were answered and the bedroom was to be in perfect condition as Richard was expecting a lady that night.
Anton received a call from Richard asking him to get a bottle of finest champagne and leave it on the table for him.
Anton did as he was asked and whilst in the apartment Richard made his appetence known to Anton. They had not met before so this made Anton very nervous. Richard wandered around his apartment checking that everything met with his approval. He was pleased and asked Anton to go down into to the private cellar to bring him a bottle as he needed something before his date arrived.
Anton without thinking made a joke of the situation which angered Richard. He made it very clear that now he was his personal assistant he would not be permitted to pass comment on anything. Anton apologised for his behaviour and assured him it would not happen again.
Richard wanted to see how well aquatinted Anton was with the wine cellar and asked what he would recommend? Anton told him that was a bottle that had recently been put down in cellar. It contained the blood of a man who had been involved in a climbing accident and he was assured the flavour had a lot of body. Richard smiled and noted that it was more than could be said for the man who had filled the bottle.
Richard left the apartment with Anton as he was going to meet his date. The two men walked together to the elevator. Anton stepped back to allow Richard to travel down alone.
Anton eventually made his way down to the cellar and he was unaware that a young girl called Mia that he had made friends was watching him and her curiosity about the top floor had got the better of her.
She watched as Anton was forced to use the stairs back up to the top floor so she quietly followed him.
She followed as Anton exhaustedly made his way back into the apartment. Richard had not yet returned so this gave Anton a chance to make sure everything was to his employers standards.
Mia decided to knock at the door as she thought this was all fun snd games. Anton was horrified when he opened the door and found her standing there looking pleased with herself.
He pulled her into the room and shouted at her in panic for following him. She took no notice and began looking around the apartment and noting how impressed she was with how stylish it was.
Anton kept insisting she needed to leave as he would be in serious trouble once Mr Hallow returned.
Mia refused to leave and continued to look around until she spotted the Champagne and wine bottle. She began offering to help Anton even though he kept telling her she needed to leave. She grabbed the wine bottle and insisted on trying some. She got the bottle open and as Anton tried to snatch it away from her the bottle spilled the dark red liquid all over her white blouse and onto the floor.
Anton became frantic and Mia began shouting “what kind of wine is this?” The smell was very strong and Anton grabbed her and took her into the bathroom and told her to remove the blouse and he would find her something to wear and that she must remain quiet until he came back.
Before Anton had the chance to find something Richard returned looking annoyed. He noticed the spilled blood on floor and demanded an explanation.Anton was struggling to explain and Richard told him his date had cancelled so it didn't really matter anymore.
It was then Mia came out of the bathroom holding a towel against her chest to cover her modesty. Anton knew he was going to be in a lot of trouble but Richard seemed very taken with Mia.
As Anton attempted to apologise Richard held his hand out to silence him. He walked towards Mia looking very friendly”so what is your name young lady?” Mia looked at him with nervous eyes and quietly replied “Mia” Richard smiled at her and told her it was a very charming name. Anton explained that it was an accident with the bottle and he was going to find her something to wear. Richard continued to eye her up and said that he thought she looked quite lovely as she was.
Richard told Anton to go back to the cellar and bring him another bottle up. He promised that he would look after Mia and find her something to wear. Anton reluctantly left Mia with Richard and knowing this could well be the last time he ever saw his friend.
Richard took her into the living room and sat her on the sofa assuring her he would find her something nice to wear. She sat alone and looked at the walls covered with paintings of ships.
Richard arrived back and he had undone his shirt to show off his physique. He sat beside her and she became very alarmed by his presence. As he got closer to her she asked him in a timid voice what he was doing? Staring directly into her blue eyes “I thought I would follow your example and slip into something more comfortable” he grabbed her leg and ran his hand up and down it. She tried to protest his advances as he continued to look deep into her eyes. “All in good time my dear there is no rush” he pulled the towel away from her and lifted both her legs up onto the sofa. “ Its important that you are comfortable and you let me do all the work” She felt nervous and excited at the time as he climbed on top of her and pinned her arms back and kissed her softly. She tried to tell him that this was wrong but his touch and kisses felt so good that she began giving in to his seduction.
His hands explored her naked top half and his mouth began to leave her lips and make their way to her heaving breasts. Everything felt so good and she could not resist his power over her.
Suddenly the phone began to ring. Richard put his finger on her lips to make her stay quiet. As he answered the phone with one hand his other ran between her legs keeping her on the edge of pleasure.
As he spoke on the phone the phone and his voice changed to annoyance as he was told to come downstairs as something had come up that needed his urgent attention.
He stopped all his advances stopped and looked into her eyes and told her to remain in the living room. Richard went into his bedroom to attire himself correctly.
Once he dressed he called Mia. She walked over to him with arms covering her chest. “You can stay here I will be back in an hour or two” and when I get back you can remind me where we got to. Mia looked into his eyes and agreed to stay. Richard kissed her on the cheek and just said au revoir for now sweetie.
18:15 Feb 09 2025
Times Read: 256
Things have not really improved that much for me since everything went wrong in my life last month. Im still in a limbo like state and unsure of what I should do for the best sadly.
I want to be happy again and feel that I have sense purpose again instead of being at the mercy of my demons.
My writing has definitely taken a fall and that makes me angry as its something Im very passionate about
Hotel Saint Micheal Part 301:56 Feb 06 2025
Times Read: 274
Mr Grace tried his best to comfort Peter. Knowing they were both alone he sat on his bed and began to tell his own sad story.
I had lived a good life at home with my two sisters. It was the house we grew up in. It was in a nice quiet village in Hampshire. We had perfected the art of self sufficiency at home.
I had my own little business in town a nice antique shop. I loved my shop so much surrounded by art and objects and jewels from the past. I made a very good living from it.
I had my business for 20 years by 1974 times became hard. Money growing tight and my business was starting to suffer the effects of the cost of living. By 1975 I was in trouble financially. I was struggling to keep my head above water and I was in danger of losing everything I had worked for.
One day a man approached me with an offer of becoming a silent business partner. This man was a thief and knew exactly where to lay his hands on the best antiques.
He would steal the goods I needed and we would split the proceeds. I would often launder money for him through my business. I never asked questions about where he had obtained the goods I sold.
I knew what I was doing was wrong but I felt I had no other choice as I could not stand the thought of no longer having my shop it meant to much to me. My fortunes changed and I kept myself going by pushing my new life of crime to the back of my mind.
The summer of 1975 brought a large auction of 18th century jewellery. My silent partner was to obtain some of those pieces for me to sell. After the auction he returned with 3 necklaces that he stolen along with 5 rings and a very beautiful gold bracelet.
I remember the bracelet so clearly it was a gold chain with a beautiful gold heart with an exquisite sapphire in the middle. I remember thinking the 18th century lady who once owned it must of been the most beautiful creature to have something so lovely adorn her wrist.
I had to sell these items quickly and I remember receiving a phone call from a man who told me the bracelet had been brought at auction by a very wealthy man from London. This man was furious that it had been stolen.
I began to panic and I questioned my partner about the owner and if there was any way for him to trace the bracelet back to my shop.
This caused a terrible row between the two of us.
That night my shop was invaded by three men. They demanded the return of the bracelet. We both lied and assured them we did not have it and we knew nothing about it.
I was afraid these men had a strange aura about them. Something not quite human. I wanted to hand over the bracelet as I just wanted them gone but my partner refused to own up and he pulled a gun on them. This just caused them to laugh. Thats when things got out of hand.
Another man entered the shop and he was like something out of 18th century horror novel. You could see the evil in his eye's. I knew I was not going to fair well in this so I confessed to having the bracelet.
I remember scrambling around to find it. My partner became angry and shots from his gun rang out. I must of panicked and I ran from my shop and did not stop. I had no idea where I was going I found myself out on country road just running and crying.
I have no idea how long I was running for but I could see light in the distance so I followed that light and it brought me to Saint Micheal and I have been here ever since.
Peter looked at Mr Grace with a shocked expression as these events took place back in 1975 that was 50 years ago! How could it be possible ? Mr Grace had not aged.
Mr Grace suddenly confessed that he believed he was shot dead in his shop and his soul was sent to Saint Micheal. He was just like everyone els at the hotel just another soul that had been sent to wait out their punishment for crossing James Sutherland.
Mr Knight had always called it getting off lightly so it made him wonder what fate had befallen his business partner 50 years ago?
Peter began to realise that if everyone at the hotel was dead then he must of died too. He got up from his bed and walked out the bedroom and began walking back down the corridors he was closely followed by Mr Grace. He looked at the pictures on the tables and began wondering how all these people had crossed Mr Sutherland so badly that he trapped them here.
He looked at the portraits on the walls of the young 18th century girl and realising she was the one who had called him and brought him outside. She was wearing the bracelet Mr Grace had described in every portrait.
Peter asked Mr Grace who the girl in the portraits was? Mr Grace just simply replied that it was not polite to ask.
The two men walked down the stairs to be greeted by a crowd of residents watching as another man in a frightened confused state entered the hotel. Everyone made their way to the dinning room and Mr Mare took the new guest with them.
Mr Knight held his hand out to Peter and asked him if he understood now? Peter admitted he now knew he did not survive his car accident and he asked if he could go back outside into the garden as he wanted to see the girl again. Mr Knight told him there was no girl and he should just accept things for how they are as he could be at Saint Micheal for a very long time as only Mr Sutherland could forgive his sin's.
Peter walked over to another portrait of the girl and placed his hands on it and saying “I know she's out there” She's just like us trapped in oblivion
Hotel Saint Micheal Part 202:12 Feb 05 2025
Times Read: 287
Peter did not recognise the soft female voice. The banging became louder and he sat up in bed and watched the bedroom door open slowly. Mr Grace was fast asleep so Peter felt this was an opportunity to leave the confines of the bedroom and locate the female voice.
Once outside of his room the corridor was ice cold and silent. The voice had gone but he decided to take a look around. The corridors were filled with antique tables pressed up against the walls. Photo frames filled the tables. Pictures of many people from Edwardian to Victorian times. And the 1920s up until more recent times.
Every wall had a portrait of the same young woman. Peter noticed how sad and lonely her face was. Her wide brown eyes and pale skin showed a lady of high class and so much elegance. He could not understand how a place would only have portraits of the same woman.
He could feel a cold breeze and the faint sound of a female voice calling out his name came back. He tried hard to follow the voice. The hotel began to fall into a strange kind of darkness filled up the corridors and staircase.
Peter continued to follow the voice down the grand stair case passing more portraits and his hand gathering up dust that rested on the banisters. Making his way around the lobby into the dinning room.
Nobody was around and the cold breeze began to turn into a strong cold wind that was using force to keep him from walking any further. He fought hard against the cold win and as pushed his frozen body he could hear the woman's voice calling out louder. He finally made it to the kitchen door.
Opening up the door to an immaculately clean kitchen with so many flower's and herbs growing in boxes that were placed around the kitchen. The voice became louder and more angered.
As he walked across the cold marble tiles he noticed a bright red light glowing at the far end of the kitchen. It illuminated an old oak door that was covered in scratches. The scratches showed that many must of tried claw their way out of this building over the years.
Peter was feeling very frightened and yet he walked on towards the door. The woman's voice was being drowned out by the sounds of men and women screaming and shouting the screams became so loud that Peter could no longer stand the sound. He fell to the floor with his hands over his ears and pushing his body towards the door.
At last he made it and in a frantic movement he got the door open. He managed to get up and walked through the door. It took him into a large garden. He could see the sun and blue sky. The garden looked out towards many yew tress that formed a creepy woodland.
As he looked out towards the many yew trees he could see a young woman stood looking at him and shouting him. As he walked towards her he could see that she was dressed in a tattered long white dress. The dress looked very old fashioned and her long blond hair was partly matted and looked liked it had not been brushed in years. Her eyes looked hollow and sad. The closer he got the more familiar she looked.
He could see her chest had a large hole in it. He could not stop starring at this terrible wound he realised this is where the human heart would be contained. Her face looked desperate and panicked. She reached out both her hands to him only to be stopped by some strange force that acted like a barrier between the two of them.
Peter could not go any further and the horrible realisation of knowing that they were both trapped either side of this barrier. Peter knew this woman was the lady in the portraits that hung over the walls of the hotel. Peter could not understand how any of this was possible so he asked her who she was? She did not answer she banged her hands on the barrier. He noticed that she was speaking but the barrier was preventing him from hearing her words or his.
Peter was so frightened and began banging his hands on the barrier and crying out that he just wanted to leave and go home. Tears ran down his face as he cried out for his wife and children. The woman's face showed kindness and sympathy for his plight as rested her face against the invisible barrier.
Peter was suddenly startled by a hand on his shoulder it was Mr Knight accompanied by Mr Mare. They insisted it was time to come back inside but Peter insisted that he needed to talk to the woman. Both men assured him that there was no woman and that he must come back inside. Peter refused and Mr Mare grabbed him and threw him over his shoulder and began walking away with him back inside the hotel.
Mr Knight waited for Mr Mare and Peter to enter the building once they were out of sight he turned to the woman. “ you know you can not keep doing this Maria” nobody here can help you! You have to stay on your own side because you know what will happen if he catches you trying to interfere.
Mr knight turned his back on Maria much to her sadness and she began to fade away into the yew tress.
Peter was put back in his room with Mr Grace. Peter continued to cry and Mr Mare informed both men they would be called for breakfast soon. Mr Grace tried to console Peter but he just continued to cry. Mr Grace was moved by Peters sadness so he checked to make sure Mr Mare had gone and he began to tell Peter how he had come to be at Saint Micheal.
Hotel Saint Micheal Part 102:47 Feb 01 2025
Times Read: 184
We are often told we must pay for our sins and those we anger a severe punishment can be inflicted upon us and we can only be released if we are deemed worthy of release.
Peter Mayfield had always been a good man. He was happily married with two children and he had always worked hard and built up a good career for himself. Everything in his life had gone well until the day he was introduced to a woman named Janet Croft.
She was a very attractive woman who was seen as a valuable to the company Peter worked for. Janet soon began setting her sights on Peter and he was finding it hard to resist her.
An affair soon began to take place and Peter was soon drawn into her world of lies and scam's. Janet was manipulating Peter to her full advantage and soon she began devising a plan to steal valuable jewels from a wealthy client that Peter was representing at his firm.
Initially Peter was against this plan as he had never stolen anything in his life. Janet managed to manipulate him enough and make him believe that once they had the jewels they could flee the country and start a new life of luxury abroad.
The thought of leaving his family weighed heavy on his mind but Janets powers of persuasion made him believe that he could actually go through and get away with this diabolical plan.
Janet had found the client's home in the west country and she had begun watching the house and formulating a plan for her to gain entry and use Peter to keep the client busy whilst she robbed the safe and escape. She had no intention of running away with Peter he was just the perfect patsy.
Peter and Janet went over and over the plan for a couple of weeks. Janet made sure Peter was ready to arrive at the client's house with papers to sign and she would make good her entry to the house.
The night came for Peter to head down to the remote farmhouse and visit the owner with paperwork. Peter took one last look at his family and wave of sadness washed over him. He was really going to leave them and embark on a new life of crime. He felt he had spent his entire life doing the right thing and now he wanted some excitement.
He left his modest home and journeyed in his car down to his client's home. His heart was beating so fast he thought it might explode. The worry of would he really get away with this ?
Once he arrived he noticed Janets signal and he had to be ready to pull this off. Leaving his car and walking up to the old house front door. He was not greeted by the owner he was greeted by three men who claimed they were business associates of the client and they would entertain him until the client was ready to come down and see him.
Peter could feel something was wrong and his instincts told him to make an excuse and leave. All three men pushed him into the living room and insisted he sat down and talked business with them.
Peter was feeling nervous in their company so he tried asking questions about the house to keep them in the room with him. The men didn't seem to want to answer any questions they just starred at Peter making him more nervous.
As the minutes passed a loud bang from upstairs made Peter jump and he got up from the chair quickly.
Pater shouted out “What was that?” The three men just continued to stare until one spoke about how a heavy box of jewels must of fallen down and made the loud bang. Peter tried to stay calm but he knew they were on to him and trouble was on its way.
He could hear footstep's coming down the stairs and in the doorway his client emerged. The client's face was covered in blood and he was looking extremely angry. Peter was scared to death and wondering what had happened to Janet?
He knew it was too late to worry about Janet he needed to get out of this house and drive away as fast as possible.
Peter ran past the client as fast as he could and out of the front door to his car. He jumped in and sped away at full speed. All four men stood outside the front door watching Peter leave. The client ordered his business associate's to sort out the woman upstairs as she was still alive. As for Peter the client uttered the words “Saint Michael's”
Peter cried as he drove he knew Janet had been killed and he would be next. As he drove he noticed that was no sign of life anywhere. It was all just dark deserted roads with miles of woodland either side of him. He wanted to slow down and stop to look at his phone for directions but he was too afraid.
As he drove in a panic his car hit a small yew tree and for a short time Peter was left slumped over the wheel unconscious.
When he finally came around he noticed a large house in the distance. He could see lights from the house and luckily his car was still working. He drove slowly to the house and he pulled up in the gravelled drive two men dressed in dinner jackets walked up to the car.
They greeted Peter in a friendly manner and helped him from the car. They introduced them selves as Mr knight and Mr Mare. They both insisted Peter come inside the house.
As they walked Peter inside the house he tried to tell them he was in an accident and he needed to call home. Both men kept assuring him he did not need to worry about that. They had a room for him and they would give him dinner.
As Peter was walked into the grand house he noticed many people all dressed in very grand clothing and others dressed like servants.
Peter was presently surprised and asked if the house was a hotel? Both men just smiled and said “this is Saint Michael's”
They took Peter to a very large and beautiful dinning room and sat him at a table in a corner of the room. A young girl dressed as a maid brought over a drink and told him to knock it back as it was only medicinal. Peter did as she asked and drank the dark liquid quickly. His hands were still shaking so he asked her to get him another. She looked at him with furious eyes which caught Mr Knights attention. He snapped his fingers at the girl and told her “get Mr Mayfield another” Peter looked at Mr Knight puzzled as he had not told him his name. He asked how he knew but Mr Knight just told him not to worry about that.
Mr Mare brought over food and apologised to Peter for not being able to give him his own room to sleep in he would near to share. Peter insisted he did not need to spend the night he just needed to be able to call his wife. Both men informed Peter there were not any phones or access to internet. They said they did not want to disturb the other resident's as many of them would not understand the noise and they did not wish to scare them. Peter felt that this was one of the most absurd things he had ever heard. What kind of hotel does not have a phone or wifi?
Peter became very upset and insisted he must call his wife as she would be going out of her mind with worry. It was at that point an old man dressed as chef came over with food and tried to force Peter to eat. Peter became angry and knocked the plate to the floor and covering the carpet in gravy and chicken and vegetable's. The old man became noticeably distressed and he dropped to his knee's and began muttering in a sad panicked voice as he began scrapping up broken plate pieces and food with his hands. The other guests carried on their chatter and dining as the commotion unfolded. Peter noticed how unfazed they all seemed and the hotel was starting to give him the creeps.
Mr Knight put his hand on the old mans shoulder and told him not to take it personally and to go back to the kitchen and help the others make more food. Peter tried to leave the dining room but Mr Knight insisted he have some dinner and then he could go to his room and rest.
Peter sat and looked around the dinning room every picture on the wall was of a young girl dressed in 18th century clothing. He felt it odd to see the same girl in every picture.
Peter managed to eat some of the food he was given but all he could think about was getting out of this weird hotel and making his way back to his family. Mr Knight and Mr Mare escorted Peter out of the dinning room and took him up a very grand staircase as they passed many doors on the landing Peter noticed every room number ended with a 6.
Peter tried to ask why each room ended with a 6 but he was given no reply. Eventually they arrived at a room number 336 and the door opened. A middle aged man dressed in black silk pyjama's stood with his hand out to be shaken. He was very happy and introduced himself as Mr Grace. Mr Knight asked him to take care of Peter until they were able to give him his own room.
Mr Grace let Peter in and offered him pyjamas and an extra blanket for the single bed. Peter took them and asked him if he had a phone. Mr Grace went from being friendly to a little angered. He was adamant that he nor anyone els would not have a need for such a noisy thing. Peter didn't understand and tried to ask question's about the hotel. Mr Grace just told him it was best not to think about it and after a good sleep things would become more clear to Peter.
Peter laid down on his bed and tried to work out a way to leave the hotel. An overwhelming sense of fatigue washed over Peter and his eyes closed when suddenly he heard a loud bang and a woman's voice calling out his name.
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Neowise2020
07:22 Feb 27 2025
I like how you use journal fragments to tell your stories like it was done in Dracula and Carmilla. Been accustomed to reading the story in present tense which you mentioned in the wars but then it seemed to shift back like an older entry while Thomas's family was still alive and I got lost. I would tweak that a little bit or did I misread it?
Lamadia79
09:15 Feb 27 2025
No maybe I over egged the pudding for this one