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

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?

So fire starters what is the deal with the night? What deal did she make? Oh man he’s half gypsy. The story continues. If you like please star it and comment all is welcome.

The call of the Dhampir chpt 5

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Not every night has clear skies and a bright moon. No, not every night,especially not tonight.

Adorjan had waken to complete darkness. The wooded creatures were very vocal and their was not odd feeling that something was a miss as he slept. He decided that he should make his way to the shore that night. It was just a few hours away and he knew he had to cross the water’s to get to his destination.

The little water town of Atal was celebrating the big catch the ships had brought in. There was music and dancing where ever you turned. Adorjan made his way to one of the boats that was docked and noticed a young man tieing the boat to a large tree pole.

“Excuse me, can you tell me if I can purchase a ride across the sea.”

The young man laughed and did not bother to turn around. “Why go across the sea? Tonight is the night to be frivolous and be at ease.”

“I can see that and I am willing to wait until the morning.”

The young man turned around and he held a smile on his face that could convince any young woman of innocence as he proceed to convince them to do anything but innocent things.

“I have not seen you in Atal before. Are you visiting family or did you make a mistake and listen to those old drunkards and they convinced you to come and make your fortune on the sea?”

Adorjan could not help but smile at the young man asking him questions.

“Since you seem so interested. I lived off the town of Newer Town and I have decided to make a life for myself across the sea. Now can you direct me to the captain of the boat so I can purchase a ride?”

“I tell you what. Tonight there is no moon in the sky and no self-respecting sailor will go out on such a night. Since you say you will wait until morning you might as well wait with me.”

“But you still have not given me the name of the captain of the boat.”

“I did not. My name is Binx Jewel and this is my boat. You may come across another young man who looks similar to me his name is Bijoux. He is my younger brother by just a hair or two. As for the fee, I will mull it over as the night goes on. What say you?”

Adojan was not eager to mingle with people. His fear of being found out was bothering him greatly but he had to learn to fit in if he was going across to sea.

“That sounds good.”

“I fail to get your name?”

“So sorry, My name is Adorjan Szabo.”

“Alright , now lets eat, drink and see what the night unfolds.”

Brinx slapped Adorjan on the back and lead him into the town.

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The night had stretched into the morning. One by one the people of the town Atal went into their homes for the rest of the night.

Brinx went off with a red-headed young woman over hour ago and Adorjan decided to sit under an old tree, a little away from everyone and get some rest.

“Is there something wrong with you?”

Adorjan stood up quickly to see were the voice was coming from.

“Come out, do not hide.” He said out loud.

“Who said I am hiding? You just have not seen me as yet. Look up into the tree you were about to sleep under.”

There was a young woman laying on a branch. Her face was hidden by the darkness.

“Why are you up in the tree? Why are you not at home for the night?”

“The world is my home and this branch as long as it holds is my bed. What is your reason ,why are you not in for the night? Is there something wrong with you?”

“No there is not. Why do you ask?”

“Every young man has found a young woman to bed for the night. Yet you sleep alone under the stars.”

“Well since your up in the tree were I am about to sleep under. Who said I am alone.?”

“Quick wit.” She said as it sounded as if she was smiling, since he could not see her face.

“I’m Adorjan and your name is?”

“Creya. Well goodnight bed fellow.”

“Goodnight Creya.”

The dawn came quick but not quick enough for Adorjan he was ready to cross the sea. He heard when the young woman climbed down and ran off towards one of the homes. He pretended to be asleep since she did not want to be seen.

He walked up to the boat Brinx had tied up and seen him walking around it looking at all the ropes that tied the long sheet to the pole.

“Good morning Brinx. I see that the red-head did not keep longer than the night.

Brinx looked at him as if he had two heads.

“So you met Brinx?”

“My apologies. You must be Bijoux. I had purchased a ride across the sea from your brother.”

“I see and how much did he charge?”

“He did not name the price as yet. Can you tell me how much it would be?”

“Ten pence.”

“Ten seems a bit steep, but here you are.”

Out of nowhere a voice said,” Keep your money. We are going to the city anyway. Just help when we need it and that will pay for your trip.”

Brinx climbed aboard and walked pass his brother.

“Brinx, that is why we make next to nothing. We need to charge.”

“Bijou he has next to nothing to his name.If we do good then good things will come back to us.,”

Adorjan could not tell them apart visually but their personalities shown their true colors. Either way he had his ride and his quest was on its way.

In the shadow of the tree he slept under, the young woman who slept on the branch kept watch. She was to report to the prince of his son’s were abuts. She was not a vampire or slave.

She did what she was asked because a promise she had given to the prince a very long time ago and she always keeps a promise.

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Makalo received word that Adorjan had booked passage to the city. He could not help him or the rest of the vampire nests will see it as a weakness. But he will keep track of his progress.

He had to be the chosen. He had to live.

So my fire starters Adorjan is on the move across the sea. What is he chosen to be? Isn’t he an abomination? If you like it so far hit like and tell a friend. It’s a great compliment.

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……..

(So my fire starters are you intrigued? If you like what you are reading so far like and comment. Until next time keep the candles burning. Fia xoxox)

 

The call of the Dhampir

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Chapter One

Not so long ago, my kind was feared by not only humans but the very creatures that we steam from. Vampire or the living immortals. Normally you would hear that we hide in the shadows and kill indiscriminately.

That is not who we are. We are the off spring of the blessed mortals that walk in the sun and the damned beast that roam the night. We are in that grey area that no one dare speak of. We kill when their is a need for it. Lately the need had somewhat diminished.

Our appetites are as complex as our make up. Yes we can drink blood to survive but is it necessary no. We eat and digest food just as our mortal half requires.

Before I go into why I am writing all of this. I must tell you that I fear that my life will end before I will end this account of our existence.

I will start with my name. I am called Adorjan Szabo. My mother was the daughter of the Hungarian tailor to the Czar. My father was a high immortal vampire that fell in love with the pure innocents of a young woman.

My mother stood all of 1.49 meters tall (59in). I remember she had thick brown hair, heighted by the sun, leaving a golden hue. That was not the most remarkable thing about her. What drew you in was her eye. You read correct. Her eye drew you to her. She was born with only one eye, framed with lush lashes that naturally emphasized the deep green of her iris.

My sire which I prefer to call him was tall framed. Strong looking jaw that housed lips that was so full and supple that it made you wonder if he was meant to be female. His hair was dark like on a full moon and if I remembered correctly he smelled of sweet honey suckle.

I was created on the night of Maborn, to those who do not know that would be September. I was told that it was a mutual mating and the thought of love did cross their minds once or twice, but it was fleeting. My sire took what he wanted and granted a wish that she bargain for, but before the bargain was consummated he fed from her.

Even though she was a beauty, having that one eye had put off many suitors and she felt alone. She told me when I was of age that she asked my sire to take her innocents, so she would feel what other women felt even if it was once in her life time.

He agreed to the bargain but he did not realize that she was a carrier. She was of the ancient line of mortal female that was able to carry an offspring of a vampire to term and create a Dhampir.

When my mother realized she was with child she ran off into the woods toward my grand yaya’s home. Yaya loved and cared for my mother until the day of my birth. That was the day things changed. Yaya realized I was the offspring of the undying. She wanted to spare my mother heart ache and kill me at birth but my mother pleaded for my life.

“Angyal, you will not have an easy life with the gyermek (child). He will never be part of either of our worlds why do this?” Yaya asked

My mother looked at me and said that she will have someone to love for ever. the forever lasted until her ninetieth birthday. I buried her next to Yaya in the woods on the day of my birth. As I said my good bye’s , that is when I seen it.

An image of a place that I must go. My yaya told me that some immortals have the gift of seeing images. Some may be present or the future. I believe it was a place I must travel to in the present. I packed what little I had and left my home in the woods.

Little did I know that my very existence was being observed. In the shadows I was being followed. At the time I did not notice but the time was drawing near to the “culling”. A change that all Dhampir’s go through when they reach the age of maturity.

The tracker was set upon me by Abella a name that you will get familiar to as my story unfolds. I walked through the woods avoiding the small towns as best as I could. I had learned to hide my teeth but there were times that they would hurt when a young woman would approach.

The sweet smell that came off them seemed to be amplified. My yaya told me about the acts between a  men and a women and even though I was not allowed to be near them it was not without effort to quench my desires.

One night I could hear my mother and my grandmother contemplating on paying one of the young maidens to bed me in hopes that would help. But I did not want that, so I told them very sternly that I did not want a… whore. They both turned flushed that I over heard what they had planned but conceded not go through with it.

that was over eight years ago and I do not regret my decision. What if I hurt a mortal being engulfed in lust or what if I get killed being discover by an immortal female? I will wait until I find my own kind. If any other’s were out there.

 

Hello my firestarters so I am starting a new story on, Dhampir’s. I hope you enjoy where this tale may lead you. Comments and likes are welcomed. Until next excerpt.

Talia Truth Revealed Finally

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The tension on the drive back to Julius’s place was thicker than day old fruitcake left out in the open. Talia knew tonight was going to be intense. Her limits will be pushed and will she be able to handle what was in store for her once the door closes behind them is the question.

Julius did not say a word. The calm, concentrated look on his face would make anyone think that he was shutting himself down. On the contrary. Talia knew that look all to well. He was getting himself in a mental zone. She wished he would talk to her but not one word was uttered between them. Why did that turn her on?

The uber car stopped in front of the house and Talia sat in place until Julius came around and opened the door. She walked to his place must have been a thousand times and none of those times made her feel the knot that was in her stomach from nerves.

As they walked into the house and the door closed behind them she mentally prepared herself for what ever Julius had come up with.

“Stop, turn face me and do not say one word.”

Talia did as she was told and looked into a pair of eyes that showed something other than the usual control she was used to.

“I will say this to you without being interrupted. Do you understand?”

She nodded.

“I want to apologies to you for three things. First for not telling you about(—-). That was inexcusable and I feel ashamed that you had to find out about her the way you did. The second was not telling you how I feel about us. I have fallen in love with you and the thought of you leaving me, forced me to realize that I can not see my self with out you. Third and final I have not followed the biggest rule of our contract in which makes it null and void. That is what I have stated just now. I had not told you the truth.– So in stating this I release you from our contract, Talia.” He said as he held the tears that threaten to fall back as best as he could.

The shock of what just happened hit Talia deeply. He released her but he loved her.

“I don’t want to be released, sir. I love you too and we have made mistakes but you are mine and I will let no one else have you.” She whispered as she allowed her tears to flow.

As one brave tear fell from Julius eye it was the last thing she seen before his mouth sealed over hers and claimed what was rightfully his. His body radiated heat covering her like a winter blanket. Julius slowly broke away from the kiss, taking a deep breath in.

“Talia go to the bedroom and take everything off.”

“Yes, sir”

“Tonight you will completely be mine.”

“Yes, sir.”

He released her from his arms and she walked to their bedroom and took off every thing. She stood there looking at her self in the full length mirror and seen a woman who looked happy and at peace with who she is.

Julius opened the door and stood there looking at her body, her soft to the touch yet firm thighs that begged for his hands. The delicate “s” that started from her neck and ended to that bottom.

“Turn, face me”

She did as she was told and she noticed that he removed his shirt. Julius body was amazing and the fact that the top button of his pants was open revealing a slight thatch of hair.

“Open you legs, pet”

She did as she was told.

“Touch your self.”

Normally she would do this laying down as he was kissing her and not doing a scene but it seems that things were going to change.

She began to caress her breast and pinch her nipples as she watched Julius taking it in. Slowly her hands traveled past her supple stomach past the bare v of her sex and spread her lips open so he could see her slowly circle her clit. She knew she was wet  but she wanted to give Julius what he wanted.

She took her manicured index finger and delve inside and slowly withdrew. She added another finger and began to create a rhythm that caused her body to tremble from the feeling of it.

Julius loved to see his pet turned on and the fact that her excitement was running down her leg. Her eyes were heavy from arousal and her breathing was rapid. His dick wanted to bed itself inside her to the point it hurt being confined.

“Stop!” He said as he walked towards her.

“Do you think your adequately wet  for me?”

“Yes”

She felt a slap on her bottom which made her sway. ” You did not address me correctly. Are you adequately wet for me?” He whispered into her ear.

“Yes, sir.”

“Lets see shall we.”

His fingers entered her and it felt like heaven. “Pet I for bid you to cum. I feel you.”

She tried her best to breath through it until Julius withdrew and placed pressure on her clit. That threw her over the edge.

“Oh what a naughty pet I have. How am I supposed to correct this error?”

“You can spank me, sir.”

“No,no my naughty one.”

“Do you like the way that I taste pet?”

“Yes,sir”

“Show me, how much.”

Talia went down on shaky knees and unzipped his pants. Julius arousal stood straight out. She took him by hand and mouth. She licked, sucked and pumped with her hand until he told her to stop.

“Just wet it allot with your mouth.”

she did as she was told.

“Okay go to the bed and bend over.”

She finally realized what he wanted to do. She knew she could do this. She wanted to do this and he was the only one she will ever do this with.

She felt the tip at the entrance of her tight puckered ass. Then she felt a slap land on her trembling ass.

“I will go slow. When I say I want you to push back on me.”

“Yes, sir”

Julius slowly entered and it began to burn a little. “Push back and relax as much as you can pet.” Again she did as he asked until she felt the base of his shaft rest against her heated ass. He stood there for a moment giving her time.

He began to move in and out of her and she did not think she would enjoy being so filled by him this way but it felt wickedly wonderful.

“I’m going to cum in you, pet. Are you mine?” He asked as his thrusts were forceful and complete.

“Yes!” she called out.

“Yes what?” He asked the harder he thursted,

“Yes, sir.”

She felt a hot rush fill her and Julius shutter from the release. He slowly withdrew and she heard him go to the bathroom

“Do not move, pet.”

Julius came over and wiped her clean and suddenly she felt a vibration on her clit.

“Do you think I would just go for mine and not take care of you? Did you?”

Talia couldn’t talk she could barely keep standing.

As he up the dial on the vibrator she felt another vibrator enter her.

“Oh shit.”

“What was that pet?”

Being filled by two vibrators was a tremendous amount of stimulation.” I see your so wet, your making a puddle.”

“Are you going to cum?”

She nodded.

“Should I stop?”

She shook her head and the orgasm hit her so strong she came.

“So beautiful, Talia”

As she collapsed on the bed she felt something placed on her left ring finger.

She looked and it was a beautiful tear drop diamond. Turning her sight to Julius questioning.

“I believe in our contract but I know you want the ring to show that you are taken and I am telling you know and for ever. You are taken.”

He kissed her as only he could and continued to claim each and every part of her until they fell asleep from exhaustion.

Well I wanted to thank you, my firestarters for following Talia’s truth’s revealed. Keep our eye’s peeled for any new announcements. Fia xoxo