Slow Burn (Romance in space)

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Waking up is caused by a stimulation that the brain gives to the body without command. Unlike Shanna’s awakening the morning in which was called her birth.

She was the first in the new line of cyborgs that the usurper Floretta Dijon has deemed as necessary. I failed to inform you that this story started over three decades ago. There was a war and death. So many died fighting against none living instruments of destruction for her cause.

Yes, there was a cause, it was to save the dying species called humans. These beings were always in a state of perpetual anger and violence against each other. She found it odd that when the animals started to become scarce that they turned on each other and well you know the rest.

The powers that be where useless and had not one clue as what to do to calm the growing violence.

Floretta Dijon and her team of vigilante scientist had come up with the plan of cybernetic rule. She of course would govern them but at least humans will be trained to live with one another without wanting to kill each other.

Let’s get back to Shanna’s birthday. It is very significant to this story. Her awakening was not really a remarkable thing. She opened her eyes and blinked several times. Her chest rose and fell, simulating breathing and her most important feature that no one informed Floretta of was she had free will.

Now her creator Malcom Surgent was secretly working on the chip that he implanted into Shanna. He was not happy about the way society was being controlled, but he did not have the courage to confront Floretta. So, what he decided the best way to go against her was to make her precious cyborgs have a conscious.

The best way to go against someone who wanted total control is to take control away.

“Shannon please sit up.” Malcom asked

“Why do you do that?”

“What?’

“Please and thank you. Instead of sitting up, stand, go over there?”

Malcom hated getting into conversation where he knew if he said the wrong thing it will be reported.

“Force of habit I guess.”

That seemed to satisfy the nosey little red head that stood beside him.

“The Shanna cyborg is the best one yet. She is so life like that no one would be able to tell it was a machine. What do you think Floretta wanted this one made for?”

Malcom knew what she was made for. The chip will activate at the right time to give her free will.

“Floretta will be down in an hour. Do you want to run it through the paces so we can see if we must fix anything?”

“She’s perfect. Nothing to fix. Let her sit her until Floretta comes. Why don’t you run some simulations on the Shawn Cyborg? I here that there have been a few glitches in the makeup.”

“The report came in that it overly used its strength and put a human in the hospital.”

“Run the test and tell me what you find. I will be right over to you.”

She nodded and went out of the room. Malcolm looked her over once more and prayed that what he did would not turn out to be a mistake.

The year is 2119. The planet earth had been reduced to nothing more than a waste planet. The inhabitants had either left to find a new life out there in the galaxy or stayed and tried to live the rest of there lives as mineral farmer’s

“Clarence what are you doing out there in the shed?”

“You mean my laboratory?”

“Sorry your laboratory.”

“I think I have just discovered a new life form.”

“What?”

“Yes, I captured it and know I am observing it’s movements.”

The shed door swung open and a woman of considerable size stood there with a look of fear on her face.

“Let me see what you found, boy.”

He pointed to the jar and she recognized it immediately. It was a blood worm. She had not seen one in ages. She was wondering how that was able to survive the fall out.

“Where did you find this?”

“Out near the mineral mine. What is it?’

“It’s a blood worm. Harmless go one and observe it but do not kill it. All life is precious.”

Clarence nodded and continued.

“Mom are we ever going to leave earth, like the other’s?”

“Clarence I was born here, and I will die here. I have no desire to leave but when you get old enough and you feel the need to leave you can do so. Right now, just be a child for as long as you can.”

She knew her son wanted to explore but he did not know that she was an indentured servant and could not leave the planet. She will tell him when he gets older but for now, she wanted him to be a child.

The years flew and it was now 2129 and the galaxy was calling Clarence Butler to come and explore it. He had left home when he turned nineteen after his mom passed away. He had nothing to hold him to earth and he had enough working in the mines.

That was over ten years ago. He had made the name Butler known as a space cowboy. He lived by a code that no one understood and those who crossed it died from their ignorance.

He was contracted to collect a heard of wild duram. They were a cross between a ram and some space duo/du bull. It was the ugliest thing he had ever seen but money was money and he need it. The pickup should be easy as pie. The ride was a day at light speed and two at normal rate. He landed on the planet Qunstan. The governor was very lenient about trading if he get’s a cut of the profit.

Butler always fibbed a little about the amount and paid the governor next to nothing.

He made it to the Thompson’s space ranch. The heard was about 15 and smelly. Nelly Thompson the oldest of the Thompson children walked over to complete the transaction.

“Butler I would never think you would transport the wild duram on your ship. Have you lost it or are you despite?”

“A little of both. Is there anything I need to know?”

“No but I will be sending help to keep them calm as you take them to the Wilkens farm.”

“That was not part of the deal.”

“Deal’s change all the time. You either say yes or forget about this.”

“Damn is this because I ran out on you. I told you I was not the settling type.”

“No hard feelings. Really not hard at all Butler.”

“Really?”

“This is business. And besides I got hitched a few years back.”

That was something he did not expect. She was not a drop-dead beauty, but she was a good lay when he came into town.

“You are taking the job or not?”

“Yeah I’ll take it. Who is it?”

“Shanna come on and get these beasts on the man’s ship. I will see you soon you hear.”

“Nelly, I do not do round trips.”

“She has a ride home set.”

A tall mud pie of a woman came into view and started to steer the animals onto his ship. Just F—ing great. Stinky beast with four and two legs. He believed his mother was having a big laugh at his demise.

She was very skilled on getting those animals on board. She did not speak much, and she preferred to stay out of the way during the trip. He debated weather to use light speed or not and then he remembered the amount of cleaning he had to pay for because of sick cattle.

They left the planet without animal incident. It did not sit well with him that she would not come to the cock pit. It was not normal to spend your time with animals for long periods of time. He presses on the intercom button and announced, “Listen feel free to go to the room that I had shown you earlier and clean up. After that come to the cock pit.”

He sat there looking out at space and could not help smiling at the memory of the man he bought this ship from. The man was a no-good thief and Butler knew it. He was taken for his money a time or two, but he was not going to be swindled out of his earning by that guy.

Let’s just say when he left, he had the ship, new upholstery and fuel to get him started. The door opened and he figured it was Shanna coming in. He did not smell the animals, so she had listened to his orders and cleaned up.

“Well now the dirt is off you, let me introduce myself. I am butler and you are —. His words trailed off when he finally seen what laid underneath all the dirt. A pair of gorgeous hazel brown eyes that looked as if they were glass, pouty pink lips, and small pixy nose.

“Hello I am Shanna.” She said as he kept staring at her.

“Is there something wrong?”

“No, no I just did not expect to see a person so, so clean.”

“Did you not tell me to clean before coming to the cock pit.”

“I apologize. I am acting like an idiot. Welcome on my ship. We will arrive tomorrow at noon. If you are hungry the simulator is in your room. Do you have any questions?”

“No, I do not. May I leave now?”

“Of course. I will check on you to see if you and the animals are doing alright later.”

“Alright. I was told to tell you to keep it in your pants.”

“Nelly told you that?”

“No Mr. Thompson did. He said he will chop it off and shove it—.”

“I got the message. Do not worry. I am a complete gentle man.”

She tilled her head looking at him questioning his statement in her mind.

“What is with the look?”

“From what I heard there is no gentleness to you.”

There were times he hated the reputation he had created, but there were those times that it was necessary to his survival.

“Well then just keep your distance and we will not have to test how gentle manly I can be. You understand that, right?”

She understood and she left the cockpit. Butler looked into space and knew this time for certain that his mother was busting a gut over the situation.

Is the fire going to be burning with these two or will space be to much to endure? Let me know how you like this so far Keep your eyes open for the next exert.

What’s Up Fia???

Hello to all my fire starters. You may have noticed that I have put all my stories on hold. It is due to my writing my books. These books will be coming out this year.

This blog will definatly have a change to it when I am on. You will get the stories and I wanted to give you wicked Wednesday but the questions seem to be repetitive. So that will be gone. A few surprizes are in the works and I will let you know about them at least a week or two before they take place.

So, No. Your girl Fia is not going anywhere. I will be returning with new stories and news. Until we meet again. Keep the fire burning and those matches lit.

Tonight your mine {tctd#20}Rated R

The party was definatly one for the books. With music and crystal décor. The guest ranged from elite to the willing entrée. Jacqueline was dressed in white with red tear dropped rubies accentuating her high-spirited bosoms that seemed to want to join the party themselves.

“I do not see why I must be the only one wearing white?”

“It is your two hundredth birthday and we managed to keep you untouched.”

“So what are the red ruby drops mean?”

“That every drop of your blood is precious. Your betroth would love the double innuendo of it.”

Jacqueline did not understand until her mind went to drop of blood and breaking her purity. She rolled her eyes and was ready for war.

“Jacqueline I will warn you only once. What ever your mind has formulated as retaliation for this, do not do it. You are bound. You may dream of killing me and your father to break it. But it will not. Your bound by blood.”

“I’m what? You mean that I will never, ever be able to be with another or else I will perish?”

Abella tucked a random curl behind her hair and decided it was time to go. Jacqueline had, had enough of this. she will find this guy and make him call this thing off since she could not make them listen to reason.

The party housed everyone from the two nests. As Jacqueline made her entrance to the party all stopped and ogled her. She learned from an early age how to school her face and not show any fear, but the amount of eyes on her were intimidating.

Makalo stood beside her with a glass of aged rum and held it up to toast his daughter’s 200th birthday. Everyone applauded. Everyone except the odd handsome guy in the corner.

He was not dressed like everyone else and his features looked exotic. definatly not from around here. He must be the servant of someone. Too bad he definatly peeked Jacqueline’s interest. It didn’t matter anyway she had to find this guy and get him to call it off.

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Creya walked into one of the guests rooms at the end of the house. Adorjan followed behind her trying to control his breathing.

She opened the door and waited for him to enter. Once inside she closed and locked it behind them.

“Jan do you know what I am?”

That was an odd question to ask at this time.

“Your a shifter of some kind.I think.”

“Yes I am and normally my kind likes to stalk it’s pray before we kill them. But I am not stalking you and I do not want you to run because that would set off that prey drive.”

Adorjan was feeling his nerves coming to the surface. He wanted Creya to the point that he was hurting from the pants he wore.

“What would you like then.”

“Have you ever watched animals in the wild mate?”

He frowned at the question until it dawn on him. This was going to be a very interesting night.

Adorjan slowly approached her while keeping eye contact. Creya moved back not making it easy for him. He remembered that at one point the male swiped at the female but he was not an animal. Instead he tried grabbing her and barely grazed her shoulder.

“You want me tonight and I do not deny wanting you, but you must show me that you are man enough to have what I will give.” Creya said with a low but audible growl after.

Jan took off his shirt and shoe freeing himself from the constraints to capture her.  He managed to maneuver her in front of the bed. I was not going to be an easy leap to take her down since she more nimble but he had a plan.

Keeping his eyes fixed with hers he reached into his pocket and pulled out a stone he picked up along the way. Creya would not break eye contact. He managed to drop the stone on the wooden floor making a load pop as it landed. Distracting her enough that he leapt and  was able to catch her off guard.

He pinned her down holding her arms above her head. Creya’s breathing was fast and erotic. Adorjan  leaned in and kissed her but not how it was the first time. I was aggressive and dominating. He knew she was turned on buy the sound of a low purr emanating from her.

He released her lip to see her offer him his her neck and he knew this was a form of submission but he was not sure if he should.

“Do you want me?” She whispered

That was all the push he needed. He licked the length of her neck and kissed it. Then he began to suck on it and finally he bit but not enough to puncture skin but enough to make her arch into him.

Releasing her hands she went to take off he pants revealing how ready she was. She unbuckled his pants and slid them down until they were both bare.

She held his shaft with her left hand and slowly glided it  up and down making him shudder.

“Jan wait.” She knew he was close. She spread her legs so she could cradle him between her thighs.She guided his pulsating shaft to her warm dewy entrance.

Adorjan pushed into her snug channel and trembled. He began a rhythm that is known by all to reach the aching peak of release. He felt when her nails scrathed his bare back as her walls spasmed milking him tightly to cum and he released with a scream.

Adorjan did not fall on top of Creya but watched her in awe in what they just shared.

“Jan we are not done. I have let you have me your way. You must take me mine.” She said as her eyes turned into a feral cat green with yellow.

He withdrew and flipped her over on all fours. This time it was not a slow guided entry. He went inside her making sure to claim every ripple, groove. Once she growled out, when he hit the back of her wall. He knew she was done.

Something was coming over him. He did not know if it was the rhythm of movement their bodies were doing or the rapid beating of her heart. Or the rush of blood going to his engorged cock but his incisors finally descended and he bit Creya as she came soaking him with her sweet scented juices. 

Adorjan seed shot through his cock with such force that it caused Creya to growled out in orgasmic bliss.

He began to drink but he caught himself and stopped. He released her hoping she would not hate him for what occurred.

Creya looked over her shoulder as Adorjan with drew from her and she noticed that he seemed worried.

“Jan that was amazing.”

He looked at her to see if she was lying but there was not doubt in her voice.

“Come lay next to me. The night is young and I have not had my fill.” She said smiling at him.

He climbed back on the bed behind her wondering if he should hold her or not.

Creya smiled and reached for his hand and draped it across her.

“Give me ten minutes to recoup. Until then just lay with me.”

So my fire starters where they a bit wild or where they not wild enough. lol Let me know how you like it. prescribe and comment 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

 

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

The call of the Dhampir chpt 7

The day was never kind to the dead and it will never be. Makalo fought against his infernal desire to sleep waiting for news about Adorjan.

The messenger had arrived with his normal over the top flare of smoke and glowing eyes. That would normally make Makalo laugh but not this day.

“Lewin what’s the information on Adorjan?”

Lewin could tell Makalo was not very pleased with his entrance and he would normally do something else to get a smile out of him but his aura deterred that thought.

“My prince, Adorjan has made it to the city and we have lost sight of him once he entered that witch home.”

“You mean he’s at Amorisa?”

“Yes.”

“Hopefully he will get himself out of there.”

“Would you like fo us to assist?”

“No, that witch is more powerful than she may look. I can not assist him. With every trial, he encounters it will strengthen him.”

“As you wish.”

“Lewin keep your eye on him.”

“Yes, my prince.”

“After I wake tonight I will be taking a little trip to the island. No one must know where I have gone. Find me there in two day’s time and give me a report on his progress.”

“You have faith that he will get out of the witches lair?”

“Good day Lewin, now be off and before you leave to destroy the two males that watched you come into my room.”

Lewin had a look on his face that showed he did not see anyone watching him.

“One was hidden behind the stable entrance and the second was carrying the linen to Abella room.”

“At once. Good day.”

Makalo hoped he will get free from Amorisa


Adorjan could not sleep in the strange house. For some reason, something was urging him to leave.

“Adorjan leave. Do not trust Amorisa.” A soft voice said. He abruptly rose off the bed and grabbed his satchel. He opened the door and made his way back down towards the entrance.

“So I will finally get that precious blood, jorra.” She said but to who?

Adorjan peeked around the corner and seen a little Persian cat curled up on the arm of a chair. The cat notices him looking and it signaled Celestie that she was being spied on.

“So, Adorjan I guess you were not that tired at all. Would you like to have something to eat?”

“What do you want with my blood?”

Amorisa stood up and jorra her cat jumped down and walked over to her spot at the window.

“What did you hear?”

“You want my blood and I want to know now why?”

“Why do you think? You are a child of a vampire and a gypsy. Your blood is powerful and I mean to have allot of it.”

“You mean to drain me?” Adorjan said staring at her.

“Adorjan why don’t we come inside and we can discuss this.”

Adorjan went straight to the door and it was locked. “Open the door Amorisa.” He said through clenched teeth.

“Why would I do that?” She kept moving closer and Adorjan kept her in his sight.

“I will say it one more time. Open the door.”

“Or what? You have been living with your mother and my sister in the woods all your life. You think you’re a threat to me?”

Adorjan went back to the door and he focused on the door nob. He tried to remember what his yaya had taught him. He could hear Amorisa move closer to him and time was running out.

“What are you trying to do?” She said through a laugh. “No one can get out of my spell.”

One more second and he heard the click. Amorisa stopped when she saw the door open.

Adorjan gabbed his bag and ran out of the house and looked at her from the other side of the gate.

Amorisa tried to go after Adorjan but once she stepped out from the house she screamed.

“What deal did you make? You sold your life away and you were willing to drain me for what?”

Amorisa turned and slammed the door behind her. Adorjan did not think he wouldn’t have someplace to stay. He made his way back to the dock and luck had it that the twins boat was still there. Now the catch was to figure out where they were.

Adorjan decided just to wait for them on the boat. He found a stop where he placed his satchel down so he could rest his head. He never slept heavy so someone thinking that they could creep up on him will be surprised.

He looked up at the sky and thought of his mother and his yaya. Their teachings saved his life. He never thought he would have to worry about his own family trying to kill him.

As he bagan to doze off a bird flew off towards the moon. “Odd. I would never guess that black birds flew so far across the sea.”

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The bird flew to its mistress to inform her of what the abomination was up to. Abella recovered from the atrocities that was inflicted on her by the ancient.

She was seething from her anger towards how Makalo. The way he acted as if she caused this on her self. She did not have a child with a human or another vampire, he did.

“Mother, I need to speak to you.”

Abella’s bedroom door was swung opened wide as a young woman with deep, crimson hair that cascade down her exposed shoulders.  A set of perfect bowed lips painted as if she used paint lacquer on them. The shine from it drew attention. But nothing could take away from her eye’s. There was no denying that she was the daughter of Makalo.

“What is it?”

“I want to go to the village tonight. Niece told me that unless you give the ok I can not go.”

“That is correct.”

“Really mother?” She said sarcastically

“I am a pure blood. I am stronger that a horse, let alone a mortal. I want a sip of fresh blood. We have not gone out in ages and I crave it.”

Abella knew how strong she was and that frightened her. Everyone dare not tell her that she killed her true mother or face the rath of the prince. She came to love her as if she had her, herself.

“We shall go tomorrow night. I want to take you some place special. Can you wait until then?”

“Special?” Her eyes showed her brain mulling things over. “Okay I can wait another night.”

“Until then have you decided who you want to mate?”

“Not this again. I am to young and I am just enjoying being. I don’t want to be ruled over. I am going to the gardens. I will see you tomorrow then mother.”

She leaned over and she could smell that niece rubbed roses through her hair as she gave her a kiss on the cheek. As she turned to leave the black bird flew through the window. The young vampire was not surprised to see the bird. She thought that was her mother’s weakness. Her dependency on those beasts. She stormed off the same way as she walked in. In a storm

” Now tell me what you know.” Abella commanded the bird.

So Adorjan narrowly missed getting killed. The red-head is holding to her nature and Abella is not letting up. If you like please star it and comment. Until next time. Fia xoxox

The call of the Dhampir chpt6

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The sun was shining but the rays were being its deceptive cohort. There was a chill on the sea as the men road the waves to the city.

“So Adorjan you have never been to the city and I feel it is my duty to give you some insightful tips on how to stay afloat.”

“Oh shut up Brinx. He is a grown man, he can handle himself.”

“Bijou you must help him learn the financial part as I teach him about the in’s and out’s. I will start.” Brinx said as he sat next to Adorjan.

“Once you hist dry land you will feel a wave come over you. Not a normal wave but a wave of greed, lust and any sin that comes to mind. The city is the playing ground for the ambitious businessmen. These people will know of your lack of experience. It’s like radar and they will try to exploit you. So you must school that innocent look on your face.”

Adorjan touched his face and he felt the shadow of a beard but he did not feel innocent.

“Your eye’s. Your eye’s show your innocents. You should try to scowl as much as you can and your size will help clear the path of miscreants.” Brinx said as he looked seriously into his eyes

“Since my brother insists that  I teach you to finance, I will give you advice that will help. Never tell anyone how much you have on your person. There are ears everywhere and those ears have empty pockets and a drive to fill them. There are dark alleys that I advise for you to stay out of. Ladies of the night tend to do business in those alleys. If you chose to venture there keep in mind that many of them are unclean and carry illnesses that are incurable.”

Adorjan looked at bijou with wonder on his face. His yaya told him many things but she had left out illnesses that can not be cured.

“Yes so you should keep that little man in your trousers. You get my drift?”

Adorjan nodded.

“If your looking for work go the factories. There should be something there you can do until you increase your personal income.”

The twins looked at each other and mirrored each other’s smile.

“Adorjan you never did tell us why you are venturing out into to the city,” Bijou asked as he stirred the boat.

Adorjan thought about telling these two men the truth but it seemed that they would not understand.

“I am searching for a cousin. Last I was told she lived in the city and I must come to visit her.”

That was the best he could do. He was actually going to see his yaya’s sister. He was told by his yaya that she was still living due to a deal she made long ago. She never told him who she made the deal with.

“Well then we will reach land in an hour and the wind has changed. So gents get to it or we will go off course.” Bejou said as he turned the wheel vigorously.


The City of Mali

The city was everything the twins had said it would be. After they said their good bye’s. Adorjarn walked into the palatable wave in search for Amorisa. His grand aunt. he pulled out a crushed paper from his trousers and looked at the address one more time.

He walked half the day before he came upon a house made of red brick but was covered with vines and soot. The house had a cast iron gate and a cobblestone pathway up to the front door.

Adorjan opened the gate and there was no sound. Normally all gates made a sound even wooden ones. He shrugged it off as it is well maintained. Odd since the rest of the front wasn’t. He walked up to the door and it opened with a young child standing before him.

“Come in Adorjan. She has waited a long time to meet you.” The child said. but on closer inspection, it was not a child at all. What was she?

Adorjan followed her in and noticed the air felt a bit stifling.

“Please sit. She will be right out.”

He did as she said as his eyes took in and categorized what he was seeing.

“Adorjan, you finally made it.”

“A voice that he had not heard in ten years said behind him.” He stood and his heart hurt from stopping.

“I know I look like my sister Celestie. I am her older sister. Have a seat before you fall Adorjan.”

He did as she requested and began to breathe again as his lungs demanded.

“So before I tell you what my sister could not, why don’t we have a drink. What would you like?”

“Water would be fine.”

She looked at him with her head cocked to the side.”Fine I will have wine.”

The glasses appeared with the liquid. Amorisa raised her glass for a toast. So Adorjan did the same. The clink of the glass echoed through the house. After Amorise took a sip she sat in a resting chair before him.

“Let’s get to it shall we. Your father is………”

Adorjan interrupted her before she could say it. “He is a vampire. I know.”

“Well, that is good. He is the prince of vampires. His name is Makalo. He sired you with your mother.”

“He is a prince?”

“Let me tell it without interruption.” She took another sip.

“Your father fell in love with Nikila. But he was betrothed to her sister Abella. A terrible accident happened and Nikila had died. Makalo married Abello as arranged but he hated her with all his being. He locked himself away for years looking up ancient texts to see how his life would have some meaning to it.

Then he found that he could sire children without biting their mothers. The only thing is that the woman had to have the carrier gene. He left the tomb and went to Abella. He mated with her for a month yet no child was conceived.

He went out and found a female pureblood vampire sadduced her and she got with child. Once Abella heard about this, she killed the woman at once and took the child that was born and raised it as her own.

Again Makalo went out of the marriage and found my niece. She was so beautiful yet so sad that he granted her a wish of one night with him. He did not know she would be a carrier. Once she found out she was with child she ran to my sister and raised you there in the woods.

To protect you I visited once as my sister asked and we cast a powerful spell to hide the three of you until you were a man. Once you became of age the spell broke and Abella felt your presence. She will be out to kill you.”

This was allotted to take in.”Wait you said a spell. What are you?”

“We are the last line of Szoba gypsy’s.”

“Gypsy?”

“Yes this is a lot to take in, but I have to tell you the rest. You are a Dhampir and you are going to go through the culling. Once you go through this you will be the first to create a species of the two. Abella believes your an abomination but your father knows otherwise.”

“The culling?”

“You are going to be lead to your mate. Once the union is consumated the world as we know it will forever be changed.”

“I do not want to be a creator. I did not ask for this.”

“We are all not asked if we want to live or die. It is chosen. Enough talking as you stay in my home you are protected. No one will know where you are.”

“I have a half-sister.”

“Yes, she has been kept away from others. Abella did not want her to learn of her true mother.”

“She sounds horrible.”

“I guess. When a woman or man loves another so deeply and can never receive that love in return it can turn a person mad.” She sipped her wine again.” Your room is upstairs to the right. Rest and we shall talk again after you process what I have told you.”

Adorjan did as she said and went to get some rest. Yet something his yaya told him.

“Stay, but do not stay longer than the night.”

“Why could he not stay at night?

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The call of Dhampir chpt4

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Makalo felt the shift in the house when Abella returned. He was in his library sitting on his ninetieth century throne when the shift occurred.

He put down his memoir of his life two centuries ago and rose from his comfort to greet his absent mate. He could have waited until she fully recovered from the ordeal she had to endure, but why she he? There was no love between them that he had to show such compassion.

He went to her chamber to be met face to face with her trusted guard who seemed a bit (ashined) himself.

“Is Abella awake?”

“the guard bowed and answered, ” No my prince.”

“That is alright. You may leave and feed. I do not seem to recall your name?”

“I am Artimus Cello, my prince.”

“Who sired you?”

“Abella, my prince.”

He nodded with understanding and walked past him opening the door to her chamber. Abella was laid out straight with her dark chestnut hair around her. Her pallor was grey and yet he felt no compassion towards her.

“Awaken Abella.” He commanded.

Abella slowly opened her eye’s to the prince’s command.

“I hear that you visited the ancient to get some information.”

Abella tried her best to sit up but her body felt heavy from the lack of blood.

“Yes.”

“was the price you paid equivalent to the information you received?”

She cast her eye’s down, knowing he knew the ordeal she went through.

“I should ignite the damn parchment. You gave yourself to what we consider an unclean ancient to kill my offspring. Yes I know what you retrieved.”

“Why should you car who I give myself too. You have not visited my bed in centuries. Instead you go to the cattle. Why punish me over something you are not interested in.”

“You are correct. I will never go to your bed. By law your infidelity is enough for me to kill you, but I gave my word to your father I would not.”

“You wont burn the parchment will you.”

Makalo looked at his mate with a look of pure anger and disgust.

“I will not burn the parchment. I will let things go as written.”

Adella kept her eye’s casted down as she whispered,” What have I ever done to you to hate me so much?”

“You really want that answer?”

“Yes,my prince.”

“You were created.” He turned around and walk toward the door. “I will allow this transgression once. Do you understand?”

“Yes” she whispered with her head still bowed. She would have shed tears if she was not drained.

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I feel as if I have not given you the necessary back ground information on the mating of Makalo and Abella. That story needs it’s own blog to give you the complete synopsis. But I will tell you that the mating of the two was arranged and enforced by the former Prince Lacume. He wanted a unification of the second strongest vampire nests in the world. Makalo had his sights on Nikila. Abella’s youngest sister. They had met secretly and planned to make the announcement of their mating. Abella found out and secretly planned the death of her youngest sister, Makalo’s first and only love.

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Adorjan walked endlessly in the woods around the small towns. Making sure not to go onto property and spooking the animals.

He slept sparingly. He did not need much sleep as his sire but he also did not sleep as much as his mother. He ate what he trapped and cooked the meat. Never well done just a slight char to give it flavor.

When he did sleep he rarely dreamed. Unfortunately, tonight was not one of them. He was walking down what looked like a dark hall. At the end of the hall was a small glass floating in the center of a square room.

The light that was being cast was from a candle at the far left of the room. H walked up to the bowl and inside was a clear order less fluid. He took it and drank. Instantly is insides burned and his eyes bled.

Adorjan woke with a start. He knew that was a foreboding as his yaya would say. He made a note to remember the dream. His life may depend on it.

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The call of Dhampir chpt.3 (Adult)

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The night wraps around the undead like a silken sheet, that slowly caresses and transitions with their every move.

A slight shift disrupted the serene night. Everyone felt and knew “He” was approaching. The newly turned made their way to their rooms and the older vampire’s stayed to greet the prince.

Makalo decided to enter his home through Abella’s chambers. He wanted to see what his mate was up to. Once he regained his form from being a shapeless mist. He knew that Abella not being in her chamber did not bode well for her victim.

A slight movement to his right alerted him of being watched.

“Mimi appear before me.”

A little spider crawled above the prince’s head and slowly lowered itself before him. The spider took it’s the original form of a young woman at the age of sixteen. Eye’s still full of innocents that had long gone. Skin soft and plump. Lips slightly off with full bottom lip and a nearly non existent top.

“Why are you in Abella’s chambers?”

“I was keeping an eye on her for you.”

“I do not remember assigning you to keep watch.” Looking intensely at her.

“No my prince. I just thought….”

“What has Abella been up to now?”

“She went to the ancient. Her guard informed her of a spell to break the protective barrier around your dhampir.”

He stood there letting the information sink in. He knew her hatred for his indiscretion with the human consumed her, but to what end will she not go to kill, Adorjan?

“When did she leave?”

“Over an hour ago.”

“She will learn the price to pay for information from that ancient.” She walked toward the door past Mimi.

“No more spying, but you have improved in skill.” that was all he said as he walked away.

Mimi will follow his order but was illated for the slight compliment he had given to her.

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Abella looked at the bed covered with red and gold cloths. She removed her clothing and went to lie on it.

As her body laid completely down on the soft sheets. Several steel bars looped around her wrists, arms, knees, and ankles. It burned at her flesh but she refused to scream.

“There is no need for this. I will not leave before our bargain is done.”

“Do not say things that will not happen.”

Abella did not understand what he meant. She made a deal and she never backs out of anything she had agreed to.

The Ancient walked close to the bed and began to disrobe. His power was immense. He hid behind it so she did not see his true form.

The body she witnessed was well formed with a flattened stomach and strong thighs. His manhood was impressive yet not aroused.

“I guard you against my form now. But once the act between us starts you will see what is hidden before you.”

He levitated above her nude body and slowly lowered himself on to her. He began with a kiss or two on the neck. She felt a sting on her thigh, then another on her hip. The stings began to turn to pain when multiple punctures were being administered to her body.

She had not screamed in centuries. She endured many agonizing ordeals to her body, yet she had never felt this. She finally looked at the ancient that was laying on her and the sight demanded her fear and blood-curdling screams.

His body housed over a hundred smallmouths all with tiny fangs piercing her flesh and suckling the flowing dark blood. Once the realization sunk in. He entered her moist cavern with one thrust. The amount of blood he had taken from her body engorged his now aroused shaft.

Abella screamed as tears of blood flowed from her eyes. He took possession of her flesh and coveted her blood. The consummation went on for an hour. His member did damage her inside as his teeth damaged the outer shell.

The ancient rose off her body and all the tiny teeth dislodged from her flesh as the bargain had been satisfied. The metal holdings released her. Her used body could not move from lack of blood.

“I will call your guard in so you can feed. Once you are satisfied to leave. The parchment will be waiting for you outside. If you should need more information, please feel free to bargain again.”

The Ancient glided out of the room as she lied there. No thoughts came to her. All she could do was endure the pain that seemed to continue after the deed was done. The guard ran in and stopped at the sight of Abella. Every inch was covered with bites and dried dark blood. He approaches and bit his wrist to feed her.

She drank hungrily and fainted from exhaustion. The wounds heald slowly. The guard dress and carried her out. He seen the parchment tied in a black bow hanging from a limb of small spruce.

Abella slept soundlessly as only the dead can.

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The call of the Dhampir Chpt.2

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As the ominous yet memorable heel struck the marbled floor. Alerted to all the  trusted high guard has returned. All shutter in his presence since he carries out the orders of immortal Abella. The mate of the immortal Prince Makalo.

Abella considered herself to be the queen of their kind. A following in the suit of royalty she wore a crown decorated with pure onyx stones. Her gown was made to emphasize a sultry physic. If she turned a certain way you would catch a glimpse of forbidden flesh. Whether it be above or below the waist. She stood tall on stilts specially made for her feet. Stories went through the hall of her turning. How she seduced whom ever crossed her path, then killed them for the sport of it.

Over the years the coven had learned not to notice the dealings that went on with Abella. The prince only tolerated her countless centuries for a reason that must have been written down in the ancient achieves. If you ask a fledgling why are they together the look that is expressed in their dead eyes said, ” I have no idea.”

The prince spends his time traveling and enjoying what the world had to offer. And with his indulgence he had sired two children. One that was made with a human and the second created by another vampire. Both mother’s met their demise by Abella’s hand. The child created by the female vampire was taken and raised by her. The other child was being protected.

She had her suspicion who was protecting him but she had no proof.

“Your eminence.” The guard said as he bowed his head in respect.

“So what is the abomination up to now?” She asked as she looked out into the night sky from her exquisitely decorated throne.

“He has left the cottage in the woods. He seems to beheading north. What would you like to be done?”

“What I would like is his life to end and his body to return to ash. That is impossible at the moment. Have you received any word how to break the enchantment that surrounds him?” She asked and shifted in her seat.

“I was told that somewhere in the archive it is written what could possibly be protecting this dhampir life.”

“Why do you not have the parchment that it was written on?”

“The achieves are protected by an ancient. I cannot ask admittance without loosing my life. But you can eminence.” He informed her with his head still bowed.

“I?”

“Yes, the most they would require is use of your body and blood. They dear not kill you.”

Abella’s hate for the Dhampir had a hold on her so deep that she was willing to do anything to destroy all evidence of the thing. It was one thing to sire out side of their joining but to create a Dhampir is going against nature itself.

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There was a few hours left of night and Abella needed to get the information on how to break the enchantment on the Dhampir.

The ancient scrolls were kept in the hidden lair, in the dark forest. Light was not capable of penetrating the darkness. The air was cold and would bother a mortals lungs but for her it was as soothing as creamy dark chocolate.

Her guard followed close behind. The coven dear not speak of her departure from the premises to the prince, if he felt so beholden to return.

As they walked up to the ancient dwelling they felt the power that was imitating from it. The door open by it’s own accord and a figure stood in the center of the doorway.

“Abella Dumont daughter and heir to Count Dumont. Died and returned in 1819. Mate to Prince Makalo. What brings you to the house of illumination?”

“I require an audience with you. I understand that you house the information on breaking a protective shield on a Dhampir.”

“An abomination. Yes I recall it.”

“May I see the parchment?”

“There is a price.”

“What is your price, ancient?” She said with conviction.

“You for the day. Your blood and body that houses the precious liquid.”

“Do you not fear the penalty of taking me to bed?”

“You will  pay the price of this indiscretion, not I.”

Abella stood there and contemplated on what he said. Was it worth her life to kill this blithe on vampire kind? the more she thought the angrier she became.

“Guard keep watch until I return. Warn me if anything out of the ordinary occurs.”

“Yes, eminence.”

She walked towards the ancient that was shroud in a vail of illusion. She did not care what was in store for her as long as the Dhampir named Adojan was removed from the face of the earth.

Once inside, the thick tomb door closed behind them. He led the way through darkness to a room light buy pillared candles.

“Are you not afraid to burn the ancient writings?”

“No the wall are way to slick and cool from the earth. It will not be able to travel to the writings. Enough talking. Remove the layers of clothing on your body and lay on the bed.”

Abella looked at the bed covered with red and gold cloths. She removed her clothing and……..

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