Seven Deaths pt 2

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The Beginning
In the beginning there was no light as you all were told and read in your ancient texts. My beginning was dim with swirls of muted color. With human eyes the colors would have seemed as bright as a ( ). To us it was perfect.
I came into real consciousness when I reached the age of 50. Which is considered midlife in your society but it is considered teenager or pre-adulthood. What came before is irrelevant to the story.
I recall everything started on the third rise of the forth planet. I had awaken with so many things I had to accomplish for the day. I recalled this because in hind sight I only gotten two things accomplished that day.
My family are the line of YUN. There are ten prestigious lines in our world. The YUN were still considered new money as you would say since we rose in standings only two millennia’s ago. Then there are the Cur, The Ghyn, The Ju, The Ove, The Cace, The Abro, The Lini, The Ney, and The Anvi.
It is very important that I tell you these lines so you will be able to follow what had occurred.
I had risen, Thrown on my cloths; which is called a toga in your history books; and ran to the communal bath.
Atache and Skets were already there playing around instead of getting clean. I did not have time for the brother’s foolishness.
“Hey Comi, you’re early today.” Said Sket as he turned towards me.
“I have things to do Sket’s. So I have to hurry.”
Atache turned baring his radiant skin on his adolescent throat. At the time I did not pay any attention to his preening. I never imagined myself to be attached to anyone until I reached full second cycle of adulthood at 200. So he wasted his preening on me. Besides he was like a brother to me and I could never see him as anything else.
“Do you want company?”
“Actually, No. I need to do this on my own. Greetings Atache since you seem like you cannot greet me.”
“I can greet you but you were talking to Sket. Greetings Comi.”
“It sounds juicy Comi, tell us where you are going.”
I gave sket’s a look that would have made any servant bow down their heads in shame. Since Sket’s and Atache are from the Lini line, they do not bow down to females ever. Even though we hold the same status in society.
Sket and Atache look almost identical even though Atache is older. There personalities were fairly similar except that Atache has a seriousness to him that made him seem older than everyone.
My attention drew to Atache. He had grown a bit and gained mass lately. His hair had grown a little longer and the Lini streak of cornelian was becoming prominent at the right side of his head within his cornflower hair. His eyes were becoming brighter as well. He continued to cleanse himself turned away from me.
I could not figure out when he started to change around me. We were very close. So close, we even tasted each other life force when we were younger. I rushed to get cleaned up and leave the two brother’s to clean themselves.
As humans the first question your mind had probably popped up was, “are you naked?”
Of course we were unclothed while cleansing. We do not start having communal baths until we are close to our first adult cycle at 100 or 95 years of age. Come to think of it Atache was coming into his first adult cycle then.
As I ran out of the baths I kept my plans to myself. It was quite important at the time. After living several life times, I see it was not important at all.

I hope you are enjoying part 2 of the Seven deaths. Please comment and Star. Telling a friend is the greatest form of flatter. Until next we meet. Fia

Update on writing posts!

So the story I just started call How many times must I die. Will be changed to Seven Deaths. It suits the story line better. Also you will see that I posts different pics of the character and you may get confused as to why I switch the main character looks. That will be explained as well in the  story.

As for The Call of the Dhampir I am at the mid to end point of that story so do not worry I did not drop the ball. It is taking time to figure out where everyone will end up.

As always I do love feed backs and star if you like what I have written. Other surprises will be announced. I am so excited.

Until next we meet. Keep it burning. (I do not own picture)

The door opens (Tcotd23)

Adorjan stood before the gate with the three locks. It was rusted and foliage had over grown all around it. Ukr stood his distance so Adorjan can have space to figure out the first obstacles.

It should not be hard he thought. He needed to find the key first and then figure out which one it would fit in too. He started to look around on the ground. Move little rocks and pushed the bushes to the side. Still he could not find the key.

This was not going to be as simple as that he thought he Staring at the door he noticed that one of the key holes was designed differently. It looked similar to canine teeth. He reached out and glided his finger across it. He felt a sharp pain before pulling his finger back.

There was two holes on the pad of his finger that was pooling with his blood. He was tempted to put his finger in his mouth to suck his blood but the key whole looked as if it wanted the blood that was coming from his finger.

Adorjan dripped some blood down the face of it and he heard a bolt unlock. So his blood was the key to opening the door. The door creaked open as all heavy old doors do when they were not maintained.

He looked back at okr and nodded his head to let him know he was going to continue. Once Adorjan entered the deathly dark tunnel he had gotten a scent of spoiled eggs. 

“What could possibly give off that smell?” He whispered to himself. He moved further in and the sides of the tunnel lite up with blue fire. He never seen blue fire before. How was it created was definatly unnatural.

He moved further down the tunnel only to step in a gelatinous muck on the ground. It gave off the smell of rotting eggs. He looked around to discover  skin that was sheaded off a beings body.

He continued to walk further in. A low murmuring was just a head. He had not weapon to fight what could out to greet him. Further, and further in he went the sound became louder and louder.

He came upon a room. The room had a large animal sleeping in the center of it. Adorjan decided to try to get around it to get to the other tunnel opening behind it. The animal opened it’s eyes.

Adojan froze. The eyes was clear as glass.  The beast stood. It was fifteen feet in height and it’s fangs were a foot long. The skin reminded him of the lizard that roomed around in the woods but it head resembled a cat. It was the most horrific looking animal that was ever created. But the question is how to get past the beast without getting those teeth sunk into him.

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As the party waned and the guest left. She could not stop thinking of her betroth. He was attractive, playful, seductive and brutally honest. Could she be able to satisfy such a man?

She had a lot to think about but not tonight. She decided to enjoy what was left of the feast ivies.

“Are you happy with you match?” That was the most Makalo said to her all evening. It did look like he really wanted her input.

“Well whether I like it or not I will become his wife.”

“You are correct.”

She wanted to storm off but that would make the family look awful.

“He is suitable.”

“That is good. I will be leaving you to attend to the rest of the guest. You are old enough to handle this.”

She was stunned that he would do such a thing. But he turned and left. This was a test. She can not fail at.

Sorry for the long wait. I have so many longs on the fire it takes time to get to all of them. Please like and follow if you are enjoying the story. Until next time this is Fia saying keep the fires burning.

Seven Deaths

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One day I will die and I will take with me centuries of knowledge of the past and visions of the future. Just like I will die today.

I am so very tired of this shell of a body. I have returned to this state of being many, many times. To learn lessons with every life. Learn about life, love and death eventually.

It is not my fate to live among you forever. It is to experience the human experience in it’s vast cultures and forms.

As I perish, my true self lifts off and is drawn to a new life. It may happen in the same family or I may be drawn to the other part of the world.

I coexists with the life force that is created. From the time the shell is penetrated, I too will enter.

Oh, it is not damaging to the new life. I sit and wait until the sparks of electricity make a pattern. A pattern that I embed myself in.

I know what your thinking alien force. Since you describe an alien as “belonging to a foreign country or nation.”

I belong here. Every country is my country and every nation was built as I witnessed it happening.

I am not energy even though I have been cursed into this form for centuries. I am a living, breathing being that must complete it’s trials to be aloud to live in my own glorious form.

I pray this is the last life form I will have to endure until my curse is broken. To have no contact with my own kind, which is cruel punishment by itself.

You maybe wondering how can I break this curse and if you already know how, why didn’t I? I do know how to break the curse, the problem is I can not tell anyone how to do it.

It has to naturally be broken by someone who truly would like me free. Here’s the catch how do they know I am in here? They don’t that’s why it’s been centuries.

Ohh the pain I feel when the body goes from unnatural causes. Like smoking or drugs. I will tell you the story of how I became cursed at least that will distract me from our death.

If you like the beginning of this story please like and comment. I plan to have fun with this one.(Wink)

Fia’s update!

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Hello my fire starters. I am so sorry I have been MIA for a bit. But I did announce that I would not be on so much.

I had an couple of personal events that has burned up my time. Do not get me wrong, I like the heat.(wink)

I am hoping to get back on track in another month or two. Until then I will keep you in the mix. Until next we read, which will be shortly.

Keep the fires stoke, because Fia likes a wild fire.

Wicked Wednesday (R)

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Welcome my fire starters. It has been a bit and I am sure the fires had died down quite a bit. Let’s get it roaring shall we.

Q) My friends have been complaining that I put too much makeup on my lips. They say that I am not fooling any one and if I am that self conscious about it I could get plastic surgery to get them smaller. What do you think?

A) Are you sitting down? I am not going to sugar coat this answer at all.

Enjoy those lips. You heard right. Enjoy and celebrate that you have them. Every man is fantasying how those lips feel around his dick. Plain and simple. They watch the way you talk and eat and drink. Thinking “she/he can suck the hell out my dick.” Why mask it? You want them to look, you want those thin lip people to envy. No collagen was necessary, just genetics.

Q) I feel like the world is against me. I moved up in my company quick and I honestly did  work to hard for it. (Photographic memory). I tried to have a simple conversation in the lunch room with a couple of people and they looked at me as if I was a piece of shit. What can I do to let them see the real me?

A) Here is the answer. Nothing! there is nothing you can do to make anyone like you. You can get them to respect you though. there has to be something at work that shows them that you earned your position. The whole world is not against you. Just that small world at your job is. Leave that planet and go home. At the end of the day you do not have to see them again until nine o’clock the next day.

Q) I don’t want to talk my friends about this because they would definatly look at me like I am crazy. So I had sex last night for the first time. I honestly did not enjoy it. It was uncomfortable and I was to nervous. My question is do all women enjoy it?

A) Nope. Only the chosen enjoy their first rodeo. Look I gather you were nervous and there was nothing he was gong to do to you, that you had not read or heard your friends talk about. Some people feel slight pain and some feel nothing at all. The build up  is very important. If fear is involved with the build up, then no you are not going to enjoy it. If he was out for himself ,no your not going to enjoy it. If your mind is not in the moment and it’s wondering off. Your not going to enjoy it. If you have clitoral orgasms. Tell him to play with it while he’s getting his. That will help you enjoy it, because I did not read anywhere that you had an orgasm in that sexual experience. The next time should be better, if your ready for it.

Q) I read these books on how to give good oral sex and honestly my jaw hurts. How do you over come that?

A) Practice, practice, practice. lol. Take a  zucchini make it cold and suck on that until it warms up. then move to a banana suck on that twirl your tongue around it enjoy the texture. Advance to a thick cucumber. The whole thing is conditioning the jaw. Now guys you need to start drinking from some juice boxes, suck on popsicle sticks and if your woman has a puffy pussy, a  small water melon will do . Cut it in half and suck until you took all the seeds out (please spit the seeds out). In between remember to breath. Please do not stop breathing. (Don’t use grapefruit or lemons if your lips are chapped it’s gonna burn.)Please, please do not stop breathing.

So I have set the blaze. Tell me what your think. Do you have a better technique? Let me know. Comment like and subscribe. Tell a friend. Email me at fianaturie1@gmail.com for advice. Until next we me. Keep it burning. Fia xoxox

What is up with Fia?

Hello my fire starters. I hope all of you are keeping that fire burning. I wanted to give you all a bit of what are you are up to post.

So I am trying my hand at murder, mystery story. I do not want any of my followers to think I am going to stop writing my fantasy, or erotic stories. At the moment I have invested a lot of my time in a fantasy mystery book. Which I hope to finish by the end of spring.

But “The Eight O’clock Train” post seemed to want to come out. It is happening in today’s world. No fantasy ,so I am going to push my imagination to it’s  limits. Where will it go. ARRG!

The call of the Dhamper is still going and I am pleased with it. There is an end to that story but I am still developing the characters which is hard when I did not want it to go on too long. 

Also I will be announcing something very soon that I hope will be received by people well. We will see. Nothing ventured nothing gained. Right?

So that is all so far. Keep the fire burning Fire starters. Fia xoxo

Challenges (Tcotd{chpt 16})

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Waking up on the cold ground with a centipede crawling across his face  Adorjan woke up with a start. Slightly disoriented and a pounding headache Adorjan took a quick glance at the scenery.

“Do you need to feed?” A male voice asked coming from behind him. 

“I don’t feed. I’m not a vampire.”

“No, you are not Dhampir and take down that tone of disgust in your voice or I will leave you here to deal with the blood lust that will eventually strike you.”

Adorjan did not like the tall red headed man. As a matter of fact he felt aggressive towards him. “Where is Creya?”

“She had to take care of some personal things. She will return.”

As adorjan turned, Leo heard his stomach growl from hunger.

“You need to feed. If it is not blood at the moment then it is food.” Leo went to a sachel that lying on the ground by the oak tree. He pulled out a dried peice of meat and handed it to him.

“Eat this it will curb your hunger.”

Adorjan took the meat and took a bite. It wasn’t bad, it wasn’t the best but it did the trick.”Thank you.”

“Ah finally manners. Your welcome. Have a seat and let’s talk for amoment before Creya returns.

He didn’t like where this was headed but he did what he was asked.

“Look I was asked to accompany you and Creya for a while just in case you start with your blood lust. I will do what I was asked but if you attempt to bite and drain Creya I will put you down.”

“How are you planning to do that? By punching me in my back  again?” He asked as he took another bite.

“No I will rip your jaw off your face then I will stake you.” Leo said with all the seriousness that the situation required.

“You can leave. I am not going into blood lust.”

“You had your first taste of blood a couple of days ago. You bit into a couple of guys in that fight and your telling me your not feeling that pull? That burning sensation that tells you your ready to feed?”

“No I don’t. I’m a dhampir remember not a full blooded vampire.”

“Well I will stay around awhile just in case I am needed. From time to time I will have to leave to feed.”

Adorjan noticed the incisors and the slightly longer than normal fingernails. They both jumped from the rustle they heard coming from the woods. Pulling him out of his train of thoughts.

Leo sat back down first. “It’s just Creya she’s tring to get the drop on me. Sit and let’s see what she come up with.”

It must be some kind of game the two engaged in. It bothered Adorjan that she did this but he had no right to feel this way. He sat there and ate his food.

A squirl ran up a tree causing the birds above them to take flight. Suddenly their attention was drawn to  a large crack from a broken stick coming from the left of them. What emerged from the woods was a dirty old man in tattered clothing and dirt on his teeth. They both sat still and was about to get up, when Creya jumped from the top of the tree and landed on Leo’s back.

The old man went back into the woods, to where ever it was he came from and Creya tried her best to knock Leo down. Finally Leo flipped her over his sholder causing her to land on four feet.

“I almost had you.” She said while breathing heavily.

Leo looked at her and smiled. “If that is your best form of attack I can rest easy tonight.”

“Wow, nice Leo.” She said as she stood up and dusted herself off. She stretched her arms above her head revealing a little bit of her flat stomach.

Adorjan looked at her and then at Leo and wondered what their relationship was.

“Jan you woke up finally. Did you eat yet?”

“Yeah. He gave me some dried meat.” He held it up for her to see.

“Ewww. I’ll go get us some food.”

“I can do it.”

“Just sit it will only take me a minute and you will slow me down.”

“In other words, stay.” Leo said with a chuckle.

“Leo stop trying to start a fight.”

There was that smile again. Adorjan can see this Leo was feeling more for her than she realized. Creya left before he could protest.

“So she calls you Jan, Huh? Are you two together?”

“Why? Do you want her?”

“A matter of fact, I do?”

Adorjan did not know what to say to that. The man blatantly was claiming Creya.

“So what I am saying is, if you want her I won’t make it easy.”

Adorjan just looked at the man and took another bite of the dried meat. he really did not like him.

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Avos a school for pure bred vampires and where Makalo’s daughter had spent most of her life.

Makalo searched the  school for her until he finally found her. In the arms of a young vampire about to be bitten.

“Jaqueline what are you doing?” As he asked he snatched the boy by the neck and snapped it. Rendering him dead. At least for the moment.

“Father what are you doing? Why have you come?”

“Answer me now!”

“That was Mica and we are together.”

“Like hell you are. You are coming home right now.”

“What about Mica?”

“He is fine. If he is truly pure blood he will awaken shortly and if not good ridden.”

Makalo grabbed his daughter and took her to her room to get her things.

“Father I was going to tell you and mother about him since he want to be my mate.”

“NO!”

“What do you mean No?” Makalo could see himself in her anger and he felt a twinge of pride of her not backing down.

“I said no. You are already betrothed.”

“Undo it.”

“No. Get your things before I snap your neck.”

She was seething with anger but she did as she was told.”

“I will stake myself if I don’t let me and Mica mate.”

That was it, he had a lot to deal with and she was not to be part of the problem. Makalo walked to his daughter and snapped her neck to knock her out. It will be a heavier load to carry back but he had no other choice.

So I hope you are liking the first inkling of love and confrontation. If so let me know. Star if you like and follow. Until next time keep it burning.

Wicked Wednesday

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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