Wicked Wednesday

I do not own the right to the picture

Fire starter’s we have three questions here that are very different but have the same theme. Wanting me to give permission. Hmmm? Let’s burn shall we.

Q) I consider my self a progressive thinker, but when I over hear my son having a three some and he was not the only male. It rubs me the wrong way. It wouldn’t bother me so much if it was two girls. Your thoughts?

A) If it was two girls ok. But two guys no. My thought is your not comfortable thinking that your son may like being with another man. Which is not always the case. Did you over hear if he enjoyed himself? This problem is your alone. Just hope that you taught him to protect himself and he remembered. That’s more important.

Q) I am moving to a new city and I never lived alone before. I lived in my parents house for years and I decided I needed a change. But now I’m wondering if I am making to much of a change? I will have no family around but I secured a job. I guess I am wondering should I reconsider the move?

A) You want me to give you permission to back out of your adult life. I will not do that and no one has the right to do that. Go and try it out. But not just for a week or month. Give it a good go and if it is not what you want, then go back. But at least try.

Q) I have made another new year’s resolution and I already broke it. I am terrible at it. Is it really worth doing those damn things?

A) For some yes and for the rest of us NO! I do not encourage people to do a resolution if your the type to get depressed if you can not complete it. Make a promise to your self that you will do some for a couple of days. If that works extend the promise to a week and go on from there. I think the word resolution dooms us. That’s just my opinion

If you like what you’ve read please star and comment. If you want your question to be chosen on wicked Wednesday email me at fianaturie1@gmail.com. Until next time. Keep the fire burning. FiaXOXO

Eternal Blaze{TCOTD(13)}

The trial was being held in the room of  eternal blaze. The monastery theme room, with hundred feet high ceilings. Three thick columns that held candlesticks that if the wax fell on your skin it will melt to the bone. In the center of the room where the guilty stood was an indoor mote. The liquid fire surround the tempered dragon hide brick was over 2,200f degrees .(1,200c). Once the accused is in the center, a shield of cool nitrogen is released until found guilty.

The jury consist of the nine fire holders. These nine will listen to the  issue and decide if it is worth consideration to let live or to burn as Makalo has deem fit. It was smart of Mimi to ask for a trial.

“Mmm, the smell of smoke. I do love a trial.” Abella said as she sat in the seat that over looked the jurors and Mimi.

“We the nine do not abide by human law. You will begin to talk and if by chance you are innocent of what you are being accused of, you will be set free. If you are guilty you will burn.”

Mimi stood before them and showed no fear. Fear show proof of guilt and they love to watch a person burn alive.

“Speak.”

“I have been accused of conspiring behind Abella’s back. I have not. I have proof of where I have been on the day I am being accused of.”

“Show proof.” One of the nine that sat to the right of Mimi said.

Cleo walked inside and stood outside the circle of fire.

“Speak”

“Mimi and I spent the day together.”

“Sleeping? When one is asleep, one can leave and then return, before one is wake.” The center of the nine asked.

“We did not sleep the whole day.”

“But you did sleep.”

“Yes, it was about noon.” Cleo said with a smile and a quick glance towards Mimi.

“So she is guilty then.”

“No.” Cleo yelled then was removed.

“You were accused of conspiring behind Abella. She did not specify the time of day it had occurred and by this courts account you have no witness that proves that you stayed slumbering in the witness room.”

Mimi looked towards Abella with hatred. She knew that she set this up.

“You follow a devious creature. Makalo is our ruler, not that.” She pointed at Abella.

Slowly the nitrogen began to shut off and the clothing Mimi wore began to set a blaze. Mimi looked at every one of the nine’s deviant faces and etched them to memory. If she survived she will skin their faces of their dead skulls and pin it to her bed room wall.

The center circle became smaller, allowing the liquid to etch closer.

“You will die Abella.”

She laughed,” If I do you will never see it happen.”

Mimi felt and smelled her hair set a blaze. She did not mind dieing. She was already dead. She just wanted to see that bitch die first. Layer after layer her skin burned. Letting the room smell of her charred flesh. She will not scream. She will not give her an ounce of pleasure seeing her in pain.

Abella watched like an expectant buzzard waiting for the animal to drop to feast on it’s dead carcass.

As Mimi was about to fall on the ground from blacking out. She felt her body being carried off.

“Abella you have gone too far.” Makalo yelled.

The nine rose and was bout to retreat until Makalo looked at them. Making them immobile.

“She was convicted by the nine. By your law she must be burned.”

Makalo looked at the nine and only one looked as if he had remorse. He turned with Mimi in his arms and walked to her chambers.

“You made it.” She whispered and fainted. The burns are deep and she will need blood and to sleep the eternal sleep for a year. Makalo made arrangements for Mimi to be taken away after receiving blood and hidden until she is fully healed.

Makala had to teach Abella what a real punishment by his hand consist of.

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Creya woke up with a slight buzzing in her head. It had to be all that drinking the night before. She tried not to remember what had transpired between them.

Did you know lips flush with color when aroused? He whispered to her.

She should have punched him. Why didn’t she? He was getting back at her for making him eat that cookie.

She decided to shake it off. She decided if he needed for her to apologize again. He was out of luck. He went into the bathroom down the hall to take a quick shower. It was down the hall from her room. Before going to take a much needed shower,she decided to knock on the door to see how if Adorjan was up?

He answered the door wearing only pants. his hair was a mess and he definately was not ready to get up for the day.

“What?”

“Are you gonna get up. We have to find Ukr.”

“I will be up in another couple of hours.”

“Do you normally sleep at dawn?”

“No I don’t normally sleep this long but then again I never had blood before either. Couple of hours, ok?”

“Fine, I’ll knock on the door.”

Adorjan closed the door and she could hear him fall on the bed.

She walked down the hall and tried to keep her mind on the mission. “That’s it creya stay focus. He’s a dhampir. We have to protect and follow your own path.” She told herself as she turned the shower on.

Stepping under the warm spray she focused on the mission. As hard as she tried her thoughts wondered to Adorjan. She turned the water to cold to keep her focused. It helped.

She gotten dressed and took a walk around to see what was going on.

“Miss you need to wake the dahampir and leave.”

She looked towards a dirty cracked window and walked towards it.

“What?”

“No time. Leave they will kill you both.”

The voice stopped and it seemed as if it’s owner had fled. She went back to the boarding place right in time to see three men enter the front door and three men enter the back.

“Shit!” she whispered.

I hope all of you are enjoying the story. Until next time let me hear from you and like it.

Thank you.

Hello I wanted to thank all of you for following me and reading my stories. I have decided to concentrate on the “The call of the Dhampir” as you all may have noticed.

I do take all of your suggestions into consideration. So I thought of making this list of themes that you may want to read as a one shot pop.

Mystery, Romance, Erotic, BDSM.

Depending on the response I will write a one shot pop story that will have the theme that is chosen the most. If I see that two themes are tied then I will incorporate both in the story. Here is the catch. Pick if the theme should be based in reality or not.

I am burning to see your response. Until next we meet. Fia xoxo

Wicked Wednesday (Let’s Burn)

Welcome fire starters. The topics of to day will leave you with a Hmmm? Let’s get started.

Q) Fia, I hope you picked this question. So I am adventurous when it comes to life in general. So there is this thing called the lelo sona that my “friend” bought me and I wanted your thoughts on it?

A) Okay. This toy is supposed to simulate oral sex. It also has a sonic wave and pulses. I personally have not used it. So this is advice is to be taken a bit lightly. If you get a toy that does this and it takes you over to orgasmic paradise. Kudos and all steam ahead. But I do worry about desensitization in the area. Don’t over do it I guess I am saying and let me know how you like it.(wink) 

Q) I have a problem. My best friend told me she has chlamydia and she gotten the treatment for it. She’s been sleeping with the neighbors son. Now she is married and had not had sex with her husband for a bit.(that’s what she told me). Now hubby wants to take her on vacation to spend time with her. She has not told the neighbors son about it and she is scared shitless she will give it to her husband. Advice please.

A) Tell the guy next door. So he could be treated. It takes 7 days for meds to cure it. But if she has sex during treatment, she will infect her husband. Now that being said what shady shit is that? This is 2019. If he is not doing it for her then leave. Men do sense when things are not right.(if they are still into you.) Not advocating that men are saints. But that just so teenage soap opera type of thing. It’s time to grow up.

Q) My daughter is seeing a guy that is alright. I have no problems with him but my son is talking to the guys sister. Should I intervene and nip this in the bud?  Isn’t that wrong or am I that old fashion?

A) Well talking does not mean that they are in a relationship. Even if they get in a relationship it does not mean that they are getting married and having kids. If that makes you feel better. But what if it should happen. It’s not really bad. They are not blood related. Just breath and let things go there natural course.

So my fire starters. we dealt with toys, std’s and meddling in relationships. If you like what you are reading and have a question you liked answered. please email me at fianaturie1@gmail.com. Until next we burn. Fia xoxo

Lips Lie? {The call of the Dhampir(12)}

Every night Abella rises and renews the promise to herself to get rid of Makalo’s abomination. Every night that promise comes closer to fruition.

Abella knew that she was living on borrowed time. She seen the hatred grow more and more in Makalo’s eyes. She hears the whispers from the others about his conquests. Yet he would not touch her. Only that once to consummate the mating.

Abella tried her best over the years to show remorse about her sister’s death and to prove to him how deep her love was. Makalo did not once listen. He did not once shown compation. What he gave was indifference, infidelity and loneliness.

He created a prison with no bars. She could not seek forfillment with another or else she will be put to death. What she allowed with the ancient was torment in it’s most primal form. When he heard of her demise did he shown an ounce of care. No he threatened to kill her if she go outside the mating again. It was his right to do so.

All the same she rose and looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. She will kill Adorjan and she will do it in front of his father and the rest. They will see she is a true mate to Makalo. A pure mate that will give him offspring if he only tried.

“Abella I have located Mimi.”

“Were was she?”

“She was in Cleos’ chambers.”

“Was she there all night?”

“I can not say. I too was asleep when the dawn came.”

“What about our servants. Can they vouch to where she has been.”

“Yes Marisa the maid said that she seen when she went into her chamber at the dawn.”

“At dawn.”

“Yes”

“Bring her to me at once.”

“Yes Abella.”

“Mimi you naughty child. Where have you been lately?” She asked as she smiled at herself in the mirror.

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Creya walked beside Adorjan without saying a word. He was still brooding from eating the cookie. They stopped for the night to rest in the following town.

The lodging were known to housed their kind without asking questions. Before they went to their rooms she had to breatk this silence.

“Look Jan I am sorry. I did not think this would affect you this badly”

“Why because of who my father is? Well I was raised by my mother and grandmother you seem to forget.”

“okay I get it.”

“No you haven’t got it. You took something away from me that was my right to—“

“To what?”

Adorjan stormed off into his room and slammed the door. Creya felt worse. At least with silence you do not deal with emotions. That was something she was never good at.

She asked the owner of the place if he had a bottle of house wine. Of course he did and charged accordingly. Creya went to her room and drank half the bottle down before having enough courage to confront adorjan again.

She went to his door and banged on it. Adorjan opened it. He looked slightly wet. His hair looked as if it was washed and she smelled honey suckle. she needed to keep her head clear. She pushed him out of the and stood in the middle of the room.

“Look Jan I do not apologize more than once. But here I am apologizing again. I am sorry I gave you my blood.”

Adorjan could tell she was a bit drunk. Her words were not slurred but her posture was relaxed, not so guarded. Her ears were slightly pink and so were her cheeks.

“I accept. Now leave please.”

“Not until you finish what you were about to say down there.”

He stood there debating if he should.

“No you said I took away your right. Your right to what?”

He moved closer to her. “I am not fully human. I am not fully vampire.”

“Tell me something I don’t know.”

He looked at her with an annoyed face.

“Again I am sorry. Wow that’s three times. I’m on a roll with you.”

“It is my right to have my first bite when I decide to – -“

“Oh not that to again. To what? Sleep with someone?” Creya laughed. “You can not be that pure looking the way you do.”

Adorjan went to his bag and pull out a shirt.

“You are, aren’t you?”

“It’s not something we should discuss. I’m sure that you have experience as well.”

“Why are you so sure about that?”

Adorjan stood and walked close to her. He could smell the wine on her breath. He moved as close as was possible. He felt her breath on his skin. He watched as her lips tinted the color of her ears.

He swallowed the minute moisture that was left in his mouth. He slowly leaned down and he heard her heart racing. Her pupils dialated. She looked afraid.

“See I am aware that women do not respond like you when they have been with other’s. Did you know that lips flush with color when aroused? There is four to five layers of skin that betrays you.” He whispered close to her mouth.

Creya pushed him away and realized that he knew. She need to leave.

“Am I right, Creya?”

“Lips Lie all the time.” She said as she walked out of his room.

“Not this time.” He said knowing that she heard him.

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Mimi was escorted to Abella chambers. She sat near the window looking out.

“So my dear I have not seen you for a while. Why is that?”

“I was away. Did you miss me Abella?” She said sarcastically

“I really do not have time for this. You know you will be dust shortly.”

“Oh really. If you kill me My father will ask for your head. Everyone know about you Abella. I am not in your care but in Makalo. “

“Do I care? You are the spy. I figured it out.”

“You were never that far away from me. Lurking in the shadows. It just occurred to me that you are the only one capable of doing that very thing.”

Mimi knew she had only one chance. It was a bold move but she will have to try.

“If I did as you say. Let the fire judge me.”

“You would stand in front of the fire?”

“Yes.”

Abella laughed. “The fire will comprise of my choosing. You will be ash.”

“I will take the ruling of the fire.”

“Fine you will meat the fire. Tomorrow at sunset.”

Mimi turned and left. She prayed that Makalo will return soon.

My fire starters we are entereing dangerous times. If you like please comment and hit like. Until next time Fia xoxo

Dead Blood {The call of the Dhamphir(11)}

Makalo rose from the bed which he currently was sharing with Kara. Normally he would wait until she rose before leaving her presenses. But there was something off in the house.

Why was she here? No one knew of his travels. Where was Sheri? Whispers seemed to be following him down the hallway. It was being illuminated by modern light. Yet the light still casts shadows every step he took.

The whispers became clearer.

“Sheri when are you going to tell your guest of the current situation.”

“Mitchel do not rush me. Once he awakens I will find a way to tell him.”

“You have given him false hope all these centuries. Why Sheri?”

“Hope is never false. Any way the truth will be told so.”

Makalo swept into to the room to see Sheri sitting across the large dining room table with a gentlemen he had never met before.

“Makalo you have awaken. I see Kara prowess had not worn you out.”

“What is it that I need to know?”

“He sure get’s to the point, doesn’t he Sheri?” the gentlemen said as he lift his glass to lips to drink.

“Sit Makalo and have a drink with us. I have fifty year old Irish blend. A bit innocent and a bit naughty.”

“How did you get that particular blend to last without it congealing?”

“Oh I can not tell my secrets can I?” she said as took another sip.

Makalo waited until the servant finished pouring his drink and took a sip. Then politly sit the contents in a hankerchief.it. Something was definatly off here. No vampire can drink aged blood and not get ill.

“Now down to business.” The gentlemen said as he rose with his glass in hand.

His smell was off, his skin slightly off and his speech held an accent that he could not place yet.

“Yes what is it that you want to inform me Sheri.”

“That you are not to come here any longer. I was informed by your father that you are going against the pure vampiric society. You are lucky you are alive Makalo. Why don’t you give up what ever plan you have devised?”

Makalo pushed the glass away. This was not Sheri. She did not care of the purity of vampires. She would love it to be watered down as much as possible.

“Who are you?”

“I told you who I am didn’t I? If I didn’t sorry. My name is Mitchel Pavillio.” He said then bowed.

“Pavillo. The necromancer. You gave us blood from the dead.”

“On the contrary when I raise them, I give them that spark of life and the blood losens a bit and I catch it right at that perfect moment.”

“There is no perfect moment. That is why Sheri is acting as if she has lost her mind. Her brain is probably filled with maggots as we speak.”

“Makalo I am in my right mind.”

“No you are not. You are under his control.” Makalo rose from his seat and walked towards Mitchel. The color in his eyes were gone. Dark and anger filled them.”

“Stay back. I will end Sheri’s immortal life in an instant and your Kara as well.”

“What is it that you want?”

“Kill your son. Rid us of this bliath on the pure name of vampire.”

“Why do you care of our pure name? Your a bliath as well. Who hired you?”

Mitchel did not answere but snarled a bit at the insult.

“Careful Makalo. I will end them. Then end you.”

Makalo realized that he really thought he drank that filth. He made it to his advantage.

“I can not kill my son. I created him.” He said almost in a whisper.

“Yes you did now you must end him.”

Makalo sat in the chair with his head hung low. He heard when Mitchell stepped away from Sheri. He stood up and was be hind him before he realized that he even moved. Once the realization hit his neck was snapped and his body hit the floor.

Makalo went to sheri and looked into her eyes. She was being eaten alive by those awful things. There was only one way to get them out and he hated to do that to his dear friend and ally.

He lifted her up and walked to the lounge chair. There by the fire place were long stick matches. He struck two and immediately pushed them up her nose. Then another two and stuck them in her ears.

Little white maggots began to flee from her body. Through her mouth and eyes. When he pulled the matches out they escaped from there as well. He continued to do this until her body was purged from those insects.

Once done he took her to her room for her to rest. She will be ravenous when she wakes. His job was not complete. He had to attend to Kara. That was going to prove difficult since he had developed feelings for her.

He pushed himself to do what must be done. That night was filled with screams and anger. Too bad he could not rise again so he could kill Mitchell Pavilloall over again.

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Adorjan dressed quickly and grabbed his bags. Creya was waiting for him dowm stairs.

“Stay away from me Creya. I will do this on my own.”

“That is good to hear. Then I will just be around to make sure that you do.”

It bothered him that he could not trust her. He never felt as alone as when he lost the only person he could someday consider a friend. Now he just wanted to be away from her and Ina.

“Jan let her follow part of the way. If you can a reason for her to return she will. Until then just humor us.”

“I should not do anything you ask.”

“True but you will.” Ina turned her back to them and returned to making some weird orange blue concoction.

They left and once the door closed, Adojan slammed Creya against the door. You try anything like that again. your blood will not be the only first I will ever have done. I will kill you.”

Adorjan meant every word he said and for the first time Creya got a glimpse of the killer he could be and she was afraid.

I hope you all are enjoying the story. Comments and likes are appreciated and tell a friend. Until next time. Fia xoxox

What truths dreams can Reveal?{The call of the Dhampir(10)}

Breathing goes on without conscious thought. When you start noticing your breathing and it becomes difficult to recall how to inhale. That is definately a bad sign.

The darkness was beginning to lighten up as he walked towards the object. No sound. His foot his the hard cold surface and no sound was produced. There was an object that he has seen before. But the lack of oxygen was hindering his recall. The closer he walked towards it the more it came into view.

Yes, he remembers. The floating glass. He stood before it and just looked at it wondering how was it possible that it was levitating.

“Drink”

That voice. He knew that voice.

“Who’s there? Come forward so I can see you.”

“Drink”

“This is an omen. I will not invite something to posses me.”

“No harm. Drink”

The more he refused the harder it became to breath.

“Would you rather die then drink? Drink and know the truth”

The crushing grip and the lack of oxygen was inflicting on his chest was causing little black spots to appear before him.

“Adorjan, drink.”

That voice he recognized. It was his mother. She would never want harm to befall him. He grabbed the glass and no liquid splashed out. What was inside looked a bit gelatinous.

“Drink!”

Now he recognized the first voice. It was his yaya. He swallowed the liquid down and choked on it. Suddenly it was easier to breath. The room lightened and the two most important people in the world to him stood before him.

As he was about to approach his mother, she held her hand up to stop him.

“Adorjan do not come closer. We are not in physical form and we have but a short time to tell you something. Something that we could not bring our selves to tell you when we were alive.”

“What?”

“I’ll tell him. You heart is going to die. You will be no more.”

“WHAT!”

“Grandmother please. You were born from light and darkness. By all rights you should not exist but you do. You were born into a path that was predestine. You must go find the Ukr. He will give you the crimson light. When you receive the light, you will know then and only then what you must do.”

“Die?”

“You will have help on this path. They will find you but be careful. As much as they may mean no harm. Harm will befall you.”

“Mother why?”

“We must go. I am so sorry. I should have prepared you better for this.” She said as the translucent tear trickled down her face.

“Adorjan you are strong. Follow the path, follow the crimson light and enjoy life.” His grand mother said as she wrapped an are around his mother.

“Yaya why?”

“We must go.” His mother whispered.

His heart was beating in his head as he began to fade from one existence into another. The sun hung lower than before. It was midday and he still lied there in bed. He rose to his feet and went in search for Creya.

Ina and Creya were in the kitchen as usual. Ina up to her arms in some kind of gewy concoction and Creya was with that wicked knife sharpening it against a stone.

“What did you give me?”

“Adorjan calm down. What did your dream reveal to you?”

“Why would I tell you anything?”

He turned around and was about to leave when Ina he heard, “Stop!”

“Now you will stay and listen.” Ina stopped doing what ever it was she was doing and went to the sink to wash her hands. Adorjan stayed but he did not sit.

“You were supposed to be told what your path was by your mother or grandmother. Since they did not do so we helped with out telling you verbally our selves.”

“Why couldn’t you tell me instead? I do not understand.”

“I can help you on your way with out telling you what you must do. That is against the rules the universe has placed upon me.”

“You too Creya?”

“I can not tell you verbally either, but I help unlock the message with in you.”

“By drugging me.”

“I gave you a blood cookie. It made you sleep deeply to find out the answer.”

“You feed me blood.”

“Yes. Don’t be surprised dhampir. You’ve had blood before.” Creya said with a smile. The shocked look on his face showed a different answer.

“Oh no. You have never tasted blood. How could this be? You are half vampire.” Creya asked amazed at the news.

“I never craved blood. So my mother and yaya thought that my human half must be strong and never encouraged me to taste it.”

“Odd. Before we go any further. Did you learn anything?”

“I must find Okra.”

“Okra?” Creya asked

“No he must find Ukr. I will point you in his direction and that is all I can do.”

“That is fine with me. I am leaving.”

“I will go with you.”

“You are not going with me. I do not trust you.”

“Good. Don’t trust me, but I am still going with you.”

“Jan, no point in arguing about it. How do you feel?”

“Annoyed and ready to leave.” With that being said he stormed off to get his things.

“Creya keep an eye on him. Since this is his first taste of blood other traits will follow.”

Then maybe I should stay. I don’t want to be a meal.”

Ina had a thought. “Listen, take Leo with you. He will help Jan when the time comes.”

“Who will help me from them when the time comes?”

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Abella stirred as she slept. Normally the dead don’t dream but those who are pure breed vampire can.

In her dream her sister was there with Makalo. They looked so in love and Abella felt the pangs of jealousy rise within her. She her sister say,” We must be mated soon before my father finds out I am with child.”

“Don’t worry I will have my father come tomorrow to aske for your hand.” He said before he leaned in to kiss her. Then the dream flashed to blood dripping down the steak that she used to kill her sister. She dragged the body towards the window to make sure that she and the baby would burn.

Makalo appeared at the bedroom door as he witnessed his love and child burn. He could not kill Abella because law states once a mating has been proposed between two nests, it will be fulfilled. The night rose and so did Abella.

“Makalo I will kill your abomination and after we will have a child of our own.” She whispered to her self. At least she thought it was to her self.


Ihope you are enjoying this so far. likes and comments are appreciacted.Until next time .fia xoxo

Blood Cookie {The call of the Dhampir(9)}

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For twenty one years and nine months his heart beat in a steady uninterrupted pace showing evidence that the abomination is alive. Yet the two women who were chosen to raise him did not do what was required of them. They never told a soul. Now the task was given to Ina. A being who’s life’s purpose is to observe and never intentionally interfere with another’s path in life.

“Ina what is the deal? You do not need my help serving the swamp people. Besides their slimy.”

“Creya he was not told of his quest. He honestly does not know what is to become of him.”

Creya heart sped a bit from the information. “What are we going to do?”

“I am not supposed to interfere.”

“Shit.” Creya said.

“If you don’t my suggestion.” Mojuno, one of the swamp pixie said.

“What do you suggest?” Ina asked as she listened closely.

“The truth can be told in the blood.”

Creya stood there with her eyebrows raised. “So are you volunteering?”

The pixie walked off eating a piece of the bread that Ina just brought out.

“She’s right but it can not be mine. I know to much I can not sift out the information.”

“Well I’m in the same boat. I know allot as well.”

“No you are perfect. You’ve lived only one life cycle. sifting out the information that is not needed would be easy.”

“Easy for you.” Creya said as her face shown how the whole idea of giving her blood disturbed her.

“Enough. You will do this. We will have it by morning. Now go back to the kitchen and get him to go to bed.”

“I protest this whole heartedly. My blood is precious to me.”

“Everyone feels the same but this is the part you are given, in his path.”

“Shit.”

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A cup and a half of self rising flour, a spoon of sugar, a drizzle of almond extract, a quarter size dab of butter and mix. The base was done and baking in the oven. The look of the wicked knife going towards Creya unmarred arm had her pulse racing.

At first nothing then the burn came as her precious blood fell into the mixing bowl. Once there was enough Ina spat on the wound sealing it immediately.

“That was gross.”

“Shhh.” Ina said as she whispered words that have not been heard for a millennia. The blood bubbled and burst. Giving off puff of smoke. Once the blood was at the perfect consistency she scooped out a tablespoon size amounts and placed it in the center of the cookie.

“So what is that?”

“Blood Cookie’s. It holds one tale in each. The same tale mind you. Jan will have to eat one of them and he will finally know what has been hidden from him.”

They both looked at the creation not knowing what the morning for Adorjan will be.

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The sun rose quickly, but Adorjan did not. Creya walked into his room with a tray of coffee and cookies. She placed it on the bed stand next to him.

“Jan wake up. I don’t have water with me this time to splash on you.”

He smiled at the memory of last night.

“Why are you always near me when I am sleeping?”

“Oh, just get up and have some coffee.” She said as she walked towards the window and looked out at the people passing by.

Adorjan drank the coffee but was not ready to eat cookies. He really did not like sweets. Creya turned noticing that he did not take one.

“You need to eat at least one cookie, so I wont have to lie to Ina about you liking them.”

He picked it up and looked it over. “Is this raspberry filling?”

She hated lying in general. “Just eat it. Jan do you question everything?”

He smiled at her and ate it whole. The cookie was sweet but it was not raspberry. He drank the coffee to wash the taste down.

“That was not…not” The room began to spin.

“Sorry, Jan but you had to know. Just rest now. You’ll wake soon enough.” Creya rest head on the pillow then took the cookies and coffee away.

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The sun couldn’t have risen fast enough for Mimi. Abella had went to her chambers to bed for the day.

Mimi managed to get to Paul, the errand boy. He was about to leave to get supplies for the kitchen staff.

“Paul go to Michael and tell him the sun is covering the moon.”

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“Just do as I say.”

“Alright Mimi. But you can be so odd some times.”

Mimi ran back into the house making sure that no beast noticed what transpired. She knew that  a spy can come in all forms. All forms of creature can be enlisted as one.

“Mimi where have you been? I had not seen you in ages.”

“I have been around.”

“I see.”

“Do you, Cleo?” Mimi said as she walked past.

“So your interested in Paul?”

“No, he’s a bit to young. You know what I like.” Mimi said as her hand caressed her cheek.

“You have not been interested in a while.”

“Oh I’ve been interested. Just too much cake make you sick but cake in appropriate moderation increases the delight. Mimi leaned in and captured her lips making sure to nip her. She loved the taste of blood.

So my lovely fire starters. Adorjan will finally learn what was kept from him and Mimi was almost caught. How are you liking it so far? Please Like and tell me if your enjoying this series. Until next we meet Fia xoxo

 

The call of the Dhampir chpt 8

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The smell of blood swirled around the dead as if it was like freshly baked cake. The mansion was buzzing about the smell. No one could pin point where the smell was coming from. Which was a miraculous feet since they had a high sence of smell.

The prince had left that morning and there was no one to keep Abella in check. Abella walked down the stairs dressed in lace and satin dress. The color seemed to be a green but the amount of blood that was soaked on the dress it was almost impossible to distinguis the true color.

“Listen to me all of you. I know that the prince has his spies watching me. I have personally dispatched a couple that I know of. If I find out who else is giving him information about my coming and goings I will gladly add your blood to this dress. Have I made myself clear?”

Not a peep was heard. The others stood watching her with bared fangs and anger in their eyes. In the shadows Mimi hid. She will get a message out to him once the sun rose. Until then she’ll keep to the shadows.

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“Wakey,wakey” Adorjan heard before a cold splash of sea water drench him. He sat up with a start.

The girl that was up in the tree was standing before him laughing.

“Was that really that funny? How did you get here?”

“Oh you hit me with two questions at once. Let’s see. It was hilarious, you look like a wet cat. Second question, I came over with my father. Now answer my questions. Why are you sleeping here on the boat and are you hungry?”

Adorjan got up and shook off the water that was still dripping from him before he answered her.

“I am waiting for the twins to come back and I fell asleep. I am a bit hungry. Why do you have some food you could give me?”

She smiled and climed down from the boat and started walking towards the houses. “Are you coming or not?”

Adorjan smiled and climbed down from the boat, then followed her. He did not realize how close in hieght she was to him, since the last time he seen her she was laying down in a tree. They walked for about five minutes before they stopped in front of a house.

“Before we go in I think it would be wise that we should know each other’s names. I’m Creya and you are?”

“Adorjan”

“Adorjan is nice, but since I am welcoming you inside I think I will call you Jan.”

She seem very determined that she had to give him a name as if she was christening a ship. He kept his laughter inside until later. He gave her a nod that he accepted the shortened name.

“Okay let’s go in.”

The house was brimming with people of all shapes and sizes. Not to mention color. A woman no taller than Adorjan’s knee passed in front of him and he could swear he smelled a hint of stale water.

“That is Oria. She is a swamp pixie.”

“Oh” He looked around the room and basically everyone looked normal to the naked eye.

“Come with me. Your probably really hungry. We have food in the kitchen.”

“What’s going on? Why is there so many people here tonight?”

Creya laughed at his comment and he could not understand what was so comical.

They walked into the kitchen and a woman with red curly hair down her back was covered in flour.

“Ah, Creya you finally brought the Dhampir. Come in, come in and eat.”

Adorjan felt slightly trapped with the two women in the kitchen.

“Sit and eat. Or is this not what you favor? Do you take after your father then?”

“Okay what is this about? I do not like feeling like I am a mouse in a maze.”

“Ah yes, you are quite the mouse. Oh my excuse me a moment, the bread will burn if I do not get it out of the oven.”

The red headed woman turned and took something that resembles bread out of the oven, but it was pulsating.

“Perfect. The marsh folk do not like their bread to be over done. Now let me introduce my self. I am Inakoraikatoo. You can call me Ina. I am what you call a neutral observer of all the species of this world. I take no sides and I answer questions that I deem is none intrusive on the path you are set upon.”

“An observer?”

“Sit, you are safe here. No violence is allowed in my presence ever. Would you like to see what happens if you try?” Ina handed a wicked looking blade she was using as a cutting knife.

Adorjan looked her square in the eyes and seen something roaming behind them. He refused the blade and turned to Creya.

“So what are you?”

Creya hoped on the kitchen sink and bit into a celery stalk. “that is answer that will be given, when it is necessary. Now sit and relax, Jan.”

He did as she asked since for some reason she seemed trust worthy. “Why did you bring me here?”

“To the point then. I have been watching you since your grandmother died. The vail she had over you and your mother had vanished when she passed. I was shown that you need a companion on your quest.”

“I have no quest and I do not need a companion.”

“Listen, Jan is it? Creya will accompany you on your path. Enough said.”

“I don’t know where I am going. So Creya accompanying me to nowhere is really ridiculous.”

“You do not know your path? How is that possible?”

The red headed woman looked genuinely confused.” Alright enough talking and more eating. Then tonight you will sleep in one of the rooms. Your safe here.”

“You keep saying that?”

“Well, Jan if you would wipe the suspicious look off your face then she wouldn’t have to keep repeating it.”

“Creya help me bring the bread out.” Creya knew the woman can lift a truck if she wanted with no help. Something was up.

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The beating of the bats wings gave no comfort to Makalo. Time was running out and Adorjan had to start piecing things together before his lack of knowledge kills him.

Makalo went towards to the east to see Sheri. One of the longest living vampire in the world. Makalo walked toward Sheri’s chamber to be greeted by Kara. The of the few weaknesses he allowed in his life.

“Kara what are you doing here?”

“Makalo do you not miss me?” As he watched the woman before him drop her shear gown revealing a body he came to know all to well. He still questioned her presence in Sheri’s chambers.

He deferred the question until a later time. His body burned from the memory of her body beneath him and her blood coursing through him.

“It can wait Kara.” He said as the door closed behind him.

So my fire starters Makalo has a side chick and what’s the deal with Ina? Why did she ask Creya to help her with the bread? And before I forget Abella’s claws are out, rather her teeth and death is in the air. Hmmm what will happen next? Comments and Likes are appreciated. Until next we meet. Fia xoxox

Wicked Wednesday has Returned

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Welcome Fire starters and Happy New Year. sorry I have been away to long but I see you have kept the questions flowing. Before I start I wanted to answer a question that I was given with this, I do not comment on race, religion or politics. This particular question dealt with politics and I decline to answer due to personal reasons.  Now saying this why don’t we burn the roof off 2019 with these questions.

Q: Fia quick question. Is there a reason why men don’t cum quickly when getting a blow job?

A: Aren’t you in torment? Lol, Your jaw must be in agony. Well to answer this honestly there are several reasons. They may be good at holding back their orgasm as long as they could. They may have recently had sex and they are not so easily aroused enough to shoot quick and ask questions later. Or they may have a blockage that prevents them from coming quickly. There are those men who are quick as lightning and that aggravates their partners. So it’s just the roll of the dice what type of shooter you get.(wink)

Q: Why do the older generation call sex bumping “uglies?”

A: So people do not think the sexual organ is pleasing to the eye. So dubbed “Uglies”. I on the other hand do not share this view. It is supposed to arouse you to see how turned on by the thought of feeling you around them or inside them. I mean look at it this way if every body thought it was ugly why is everybody going down there to have a taste. We all eat with our eyes first. Yes?

Q: I have a habit of thrusting to hard in my girl to the point I see her bleed a little. I ask her if it’s too much but she tell me no. That’s definitely not normal right?

A: No it’s not normal to see blood. But if she is not telling you the truth that it’s hurting you may need to find out why. Or She may need to see a doctor. There maybe an underlying issue that she does not know herself that is causing the bleeding. If you trust what she said about it not too much for her to handle.

If you have any questions that you would like answered please email me at fianaturie1@gmail.com