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

Wicked Wednesday (Let’s Burn)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I am not supposed to interfere.”

“Shit.” Creya said.

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

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

“The truth can be told in the blood.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Shit.”

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

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

“That was gross.”

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

“So what is that?”

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

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

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

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

He smiled at the memory of last night.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“Just do as I say.”

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

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

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

“I have been around.”

“I see.”

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

“So your interested in Paul?”

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

“You have not been interested in a while.”

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

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

 

The call of the Dhampir chpt 8

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Adorjan”

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

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

“Okay let’s go in.”

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

“That is Oria. She is a swamp pixie.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“An observer?”

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

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

“So what are you?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You keep saying that?”

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

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

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

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

“Kara what are you doing here?”

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

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

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

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

Wicked Wednesday has Returned

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 Celestie?”

“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 Celestie


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

“Adorjan leave. Do not trust Celestie.” 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?”

Celestie 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 Celestie.” 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 Celestie 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. Celestie 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.

Celestie 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?”

Celestie 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 Nukila 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 she killed the woman once the child 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 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.

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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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