I know stories should not start out this way and believe me I did not intend it to but it’s out of my hands now because this story, my story is going to be written down at this point.
Let me paint the picture of what is going on at this very moment. I am in a fancy elevator in Vegas holding hands with Marcel DuPont who has just married me in a chapel across the street. This would be a cause for a celebration if it not for one itty bitty problem.
Marcel DuPont is a ware. Not a werewolf because that would be easier this day and age. He’s a fully grown, in his prime, alpha snow leopard and he is for filling a bargain he made with me ten years ago.
He does not look pleased, and I am literally on the verge of having a full-on panic attack. You see part of that bargain is not only to consummate it but during I had agreed to be turned. There has never been a successful turning and tonight will be the last night I will ever see.
“Juni I am sorry but the bargin was made and I never go back on my word.”
He saids this and my heart is hammering in my chest.
“I will not take you by force. We do not have to be together sexually tonight but I will change you.”
He’s saying this and I’m thinking even people who are about to die get offered a cigarette and I get nothing. No sex.
“Marcel I may die tonight and you wont even send me off with a bang?” I tend to make jokes when I am nervous.
“If you wish.”
“Never mind. Your really not up for it.”
At that moment the doors opened, he holds my hand tighter and walked me down the brightly lit hallway. Swipes his key card and pulls me inside.
Once inside he turns on me and the anger is his eyes was palatable.
“Juni if this was any other night and you said Hey let’s get naked and screw. I would be all for it. Any other night. Tonight, I married you and if I take you. I will take you like you are one of my kind and you are not ready for that. Instead, I am going to lengthen my claws and cut into your flesh. After I will wait and watch to see if your body will handle the chemical reconfiguration of becoming a ware. So no I am not up for it.”
I swallowed hard and tried my best to keep standing. “So, your saying we could have screwed in the past and you never let me know.”
See humor at the worst possible moment.
“Juni I am going to get a drink, you are going to get completely naked, lay on the bed and wait for me.”
I was about to say something but a low rumble came from his chest, and I knew my time was up. The bargain has to be fulfilled.
Hey fire starters sorry I left you with nothing, but in my defense, I am writing two books at the moment, and it takes up my time. I hope you like the beginning because this story will take you to a place even, I cannot see. As always follow, like with a star and comment. I will answer you back. Let‘s keep this one burning shall we. Fia xoxo
Well I have been very naughty, leaving you with out another excerpt for the Deragona series. Well rest assured it will be posted soon. They have recovered from their beastly hangovers but there is always something isn’t there? (Wink)
Will Ramona really feel at home with the Deragona’s?
Will there truly be a war?
Or is there something brewing that stirs the blood of more than one being?
The promise of passion, lust, anger, and anguish will be revealed.
I have been away for quite some time and that was to pursue my desires. I am back and I started with the Deragona Planet Iwipoo Warriors. So the title in English is Dragon Planet Skull Warriors.
Over the years I have given you king author twist, vampires and Dhampir’s. I have given you alien lion warriors. I have done Bounty hunters and Secret Societies. In another word press site I have given you a who done it series.
Now I am venturing into the world of Dragons. Come along with me on this new space ride and see what mayhem and mischief I can get us into.
(Hello my fire starters it’s been awhile and I am hard at work with projects right now but I wanted to give you a one shot pop to let you know I’m still here. Enjoy and let me know how much. Let us burn)
Looking at my reflection in the mirror I see all the changes I went through being attached to my first and only lover. The only man I allowed ever to see it all. The only hands that travel every curve and valley. That was all gone.
I knew what I was agreeing to when we started. No strings and with that he agreed to show and do things that I would never allow another soul to do. At least while we were together.
It was time to leave and go enjoy life. But before I left this little town there was someone I needed to say goodbye too.
It was three in the morning on a Thursday night. Nothing was really happening at the club and L.J. was about to close when he seen her. The woman who tormented his developmental years in high school. The last he heard she had went away to study abroad. Now she was here in his bar.
She looked as if the time away did her good. She was always pretty but something has changed. Of course she is more shapely than before but that was not it.
She walked up and sat at the bar and stared right at him. It was not a timid look. It was focused. Focused on him and it made every single cell in his body rise to the occasion.
Her hazel green eyes were lined with black liner and her lashes help emphases their beauty. He walked over to her and asked what was having? He knew she did not remember him. He was not someone that drew to much attention to him self in school. Tall and a bit too skinny. Always had his nose in a book.
“Hey L.J.” she said.
She remembered him and the way she said his name brought back memories of dreams long past.
“Hey. It’s been a while?”
She smiled with here softly painted lips the color of sweet caramel. She had her braces removed too.
“It’s been four years.” She said without breaking her focus.
“Your back to stay?” He asked hoping it would be a yes so he could plan a strategy on how to get this woman in his bed later.
“No.” again she smiled. He wondered what was it that was amusing her.
“Oh, you never told what you want to drink.” He asked as he began to fill a glass with ice.
“You.” He stopped with the ice and looked at her. She showed no sign of being timid. That is what was changed. She was on a hunt and he was on the menu. He did not know how to feel about that.
“Really what do you want t–” he was cut off by her lips moving and whispered words of “I came back for you tonight.”
He looked around the place and the only customers that was left was Georgie the local drunk and Pam. They both needed to leave because the place was about to close and he wanted to talk to her alone.
“Alright guys it’s time to go. You know the rules.”
“What about her. she stay?” Pam asked with her ratted wig and gin breath.
“Of course. My cousin comes to town to see me she stays. Family ya know.”
Pam left and so did Georgie after whispering “kissing cousins”.
L.J. locked up and turned to the only woman who could make him do cartwheels.
“So you came here for me? Why? You never paid any attention to me before.” She turned around and her brown hair kissed with the sun fell over her shoulder. She wore a satin black dress that clinged to her waist showing that her hips were equally as full as her breasts.
“You talk a lot when your caught off guard. I remember that.” She stood up on heels that should not be comfortable but no sign of pain crossed her face.
She walked up to him and stopped a half an inch away. His breathing did begin to speed a bet but he licked his bottom lip moistening them as his eyes roamed her skin.
‘L.J. I will leave in the morning but I could not go without knowing how we would be together.” She leaned in close enough he felt her breath on his throat.
He never wanted to be a one night but he did not want to think later in life I should have. He bent over and glided his lips over hers. He felt the touch of her tongue leaving a warm trace in it’s wake as she withdrew it.
“Are you sure?” He whispered breathing heavier and feeling the pressure build against his jeans.
She stepped away a little and dropped her dress. She wore a barely there bra that lifted her quarter sized nipples that were getting hard before his eye.
“L.J. tonight relax I want it as bad as you do and don’t hold back. I don’t break.”
He grabbed neck and pulled her head to his. He was not going to hold back. In one night he will release all those fantasies about her on her. His tongue dominated and staked it’s claim in her mouth. They tasted and breathed each other in.
Lifted her up and laying her on the table they were close to. He spread her thighs and enjoyed the view of the thong that was going to be destroyed. He took the blade he had in pocket and cut it off. She watched as he turned into the man that he controlled in front of every one.
“What are you waiting for? Lick and suck me.” She said as he gotten the green light to go. His tongue was hot and broad. He suck,lick and nipped until she began to ride his mouth. He pulled away when she was on the verge of exploding.
“No. Cum when I say, cum.” There it was the husky wanting command. Where was that in high school?
She did not see when his pants had dropped or when he glided the condom on his thick, long shaft.
“Look at me.” he said and when my eyes met his, he pushed his full length in. Arching her back and accepting the exquisite fullness of him was incredible. He was in a rush and she was not.
His goal was to memorize the feel of her muscle milking his shaft as it trembles around him. He knew he should have slowed down but her body was ready by the sound of their bodies slapping together. The rhythmic movement of her breast going in time with his thrusts was hypnotic.
He felt his sac tighten and he did not want to let go before she did but it was time and it was beginning to happen whether he wanted to or not.
“Cum with me.” He said as he thrusted into her soaked channel and she did.
His grip was leaving marks on her skin and they both road the wave.
She laid back on the table as she felt him withdraw. He bent over to lift his pants when he heard.
“My flight is in five hours. Before then I want your mouth to have traveled all over me as mine will do yours. So get rid of those cloths and get ready for round two.”
The hours went by too quickly and she was true to her word. He had taken her every square inch of the place that when they shared their finally kiss and she walked out of the club. He had to pull himself together and clean the place.
He smiled as the mop glided across the floor. He lick his swollen lips still tasting her. He did his best to implant a memory of himself in her hoping she will come back.
He was not mad at her though. Gloria was better than the fantasy ever could have been.
L.J. was amazing and she thought she may come back and see him. Then she smiled remembering the lesson her mentor and lover told her.
“It’s best to have one night. That you gave and received the best than to have every night wanting the first night again.”
She’ll never go back, the memory is all she’ll need.
(I do not own the picture it is from the vampire diaries)
Hello my fire starters and being that this is the beginning of the week it may seem that this train of thought is unusual. Never the less it is there and I need to purge it from my mind so I can have it filled with other thoughts.
Here it is the beginning of the week and my eye roam over a sight that I have seen a million times. Normally I would see it and a slight stir at best may happen. But tonight something else happens.
The sight triggers a memory, that triggers other sensory issues. What am I looking at? A back that is broad and muscular that goes down to the most delious ass.
Wearing a cologne that illicit a response that I did not think would happen. Since it’s been a while since it has. The slight tightening that kegel exercise can not mimic. If I were a male I would be at attention. He turns and what catches my eye.
Was it those treacherous nipples that stand at attention taunting me. No. It was the way the waist of his shorts hung low. Showing that dip that leads to what my occupied exisistance wants.
He laid next to me unknowing what I was thinking and that it put a smile on my face. He did not know that I was playing so many scenarios of adulterated delights.
“Are you coming to bed soon?” He asked as he streached out. Eyes againg going over a body that I have put to memory.
He caught my covert looks and he lifted a leg. Yes I remember that move and I recall what is to come next.
“I’m cumming to bed now.” I told him. He knew what I meant and especially what I want.
“Is that your natural completion or have you lost blood recently?”
looking man with a glittering chain asked me.
always this fair in color?”
a yes or a no. I do loath the indecisiveness of today.”
I was starting to get annoyed and my patience with him was
almost at it limit. But I still had manners and decided to use them.
“Can you please tell me how far I am to the next town, Sir?”
“Are you lost?”
“No I am looking for work and I seemed to have fallen
The odd man looked around the clearing and looked back at
“Are you not scared that someone would take advantage of
you? It is clear that you are alone and do not seem strong enough to defend yourself.”
“Sorry for wasting your time. I will continue on my path. Good day, Monsieur”
He seemed pleasantly amused. I stood up a scraped my elbow
on a piece of bark that was jutting out. It was a small scape yet the odd man
captured my arm and wrapped a scarf around it as a bandage. Little did I know
he sampled my blood in the process?
“Oh mon chéri, you are a lioness, hidden in a cub’s body.”
I was finally at my limit and I did not have anyone to
answer to other than myself.
“I am no lioness. I am just a person who is looking for employment
in the next town. I will now leave. Good day”
He stood there and smiled with the jewel twinkling capturing
nonexistent light in the dense forest.
“Are you good with cows and chickens?”
“Good. Go down the path you will see a crossroad. Take the
path on the left. It will lead you to my home. Ask for Allegra. She will assign
you a place to sleep and tell you what must be done. We will talk about your
pay when I return.”
I should have turned him down but I was desperate and I needed to work.
“Monsieur???, what is the name I must address you by?”
“When we are informal you can address me as Francois. With
company it is Francois de Montmorency-Bouteville.”
I caught my breath when I realize who I was speaking to. I
knew I looked a mess but I curtseyed and accepted the offer.
You would think people with this modern technology would
learn to master driving. That thought made me smile. People really never
mastered anything anymore. They just learn enough to get by. The sun is almost
fully up, I made it to my home in just short of burning myself alive.
The door opened automatically due to the electronic system I
installed. Yes I installed it. It’s amazing the knowledge you acquire when you
drink warm blood.
I can build a home, a car and many other things from
scratch. My appetite was immense in my youth. I went into my temperature controlled
and sun omitted room. I slept on a bed made of down. Habits are hard to break.
I will wake before sunset and get back to the body. That should give me time to get it out of there and to the person who wanted it back so badly.
I did not bother to change, I was too tired and I pushed myself too far. The bed was a welcomed comfort. I fell into death and I dreamt of it. The jewel.
Fire starters how are you enjoying it so far let me in on those thought will you. Until next we burn. (I do not own the picture)
Everyone’s story always beings either in the morning or at night. Mine began when the sun colored the sky blood red orange. An occurrence that happens every hundred and twelve years.
I was inducted into the coterie at age twenty, or was it twenty one? I really do not recall. At this moment the point is mute. What is really important is the here and now and watching the flow of this precious red fluid drop onto the cold tiled floor.
I would not care if all the blood flowed out of this idiot but I made an ill fated promise to keep this particular idiot alive until dawn and I keep my word.
” Jacqueline the sun is rising, why don’t we keep him hidden until later?”
She was in a serious blood hypnotic state, that new turns could not normally break. Angelica was no new comer and she is the best to drain a body dry.
“That sounds like a good idea. Let us put him in room 212. No one goes down there. They think it is haunted by all the people I killed over the millennia.” She smiled showing a bit too much fang.
Did that bit of information run a chill down my spine? Yes. But will she ever know that? No. She would from time to time say things to get a rise out of me and only once did that work. That was one of the worst day’s of my born again life. That I have ever experience. You may have noticed I said born again, as if I was chirstian. On the contrary there is not one religious bone in this body.
I just like telling the truth and the truth is if you come back for the dead you are born again, right?
Angelica and I managed to move the blood bag down the hall to room 212. listen to his breathing which was shallow and the pulse was faint. He would be good in a couple of hours. I began to formulate a plan on how to get him out.
” Put him on this bed over here.” She said as walked towards it.
“How many more of these do we need? I’m getting tired of curbing my appetite.”
We dropped him on the bed and she turned towards me with her red lips and descended fangs showing that she was willing to give me what I would need. Little did she know, what I need is waiting for this piece of shit, before he would give himself completely up.
Angelica’s pheromones were irritating my senses. She gives off a strong aromatic scent of ammonia and that is not sexy at all. Her age of 118 was not a turn off since before I was reborn I was attracted to older sexes. There are certain qualities that I do not like, even if I did choose her. She possess one of those qualities ei: women should not smell like ammonia.
Women should have some iota of how to entice and not just give it up. Finally a woman a real woman would realize that being a predator, we love the chase. Easy is not pleasing.
It seems she never learned that in her second life.
“What? I don’t do it for you? I will eventually I always get what I want.”
“Is that a threat?” I asked calmly but my eyes showed a different emotion. Angelica knew she stepped over the line with me but she was to proud to admit it.
“No it was not a threat. Just bestowing onto you what I already know.”
I had enough of her. “I will return I have to get to my accueil. No draining until I return.”
She nodded and followed me out of the room.
(Hey their my lovelies. Here is a new story to sink your teeth in. Fire is always burning in my brain to give you new story content. It Vampire time. Let me know if your ready for it. Until next time. Fia xoxo)
Hello to all my fire starters. You may have noticed that I have put all my stories on hold. It is due to my writing my books. These books will be coming out this year.
This blog will definatly have a change to it when I am on. You will get the stories and I wanted to give you wicked Wednesday but the questions seem to be repetitive. So that will be gone. A few surprizes are in the works and I will let you know about them at least a week or two before they take place.
So, No. Your girl Fia is not going anywhere. I will be returning with new stories and news. Until we meet again. Keep the fire burning and those matches lit.
Did you like the first room? Well there are other’s. Like our new member Jennine discovered. I invite you, with her permission to tag along.
As you remember, the rule is that you have to fill out the sites questionnaire to be invited. Jennine did not and she had was awaken to an experience only fantasized about . Let’s begin shall we.
“I just hate waiting for Debra. It’s freezing cold outside and she called me to go to the mall with her.’ she thought as she kept the motor running.
Jennine was content to curl up on her sofa and binge watch american horror story. Instead she picked up the phone to the overly excited Debra.
“Come with me to the mall.” she said.
I said, “No.” And yet here I am in my car in freezing weather to go to the mall.
Debra finally walked out her house with a glow about her. Normally Jennine could care less what was going on with Debra. The woman had drama written on her birth certificate, but today she said she had something to tell me.
She entered the car and looked straight at her.
“I signed up on this site called the ONS club and I can bring you with me.”
“No. I knew you were up to something.”
“Okay wait just one minute. You are the loneliest person I
know. You have not gone out on a date in over a year. You don’t even have a pet
to talk to. Your only twenty four years old and you have the sex life of my
widowed grandmother. Which that is changed since she been invited to go on
“You’re coming and we are going to live life.”
“Deb’s it’s just a club. What do you expect to happen?”
“At the very least to get laid.”
Jennine looked at her as if she went deaf so a second.
“Yes get laid. Now let’s go to the mall so we can get a new
“I’m on a budget.”
“Bullshit. I thought you might pull that. So, it is my treat
for taking me there.”
Debra was not messing around. She wanted to go to the club and she would not allow Jennine to back out.
It was nine fifteen at night when Debra decided it was the
perfect time to go to the club. Jennine did not bother to put up a fight. She wore
her down with her clever counter arguments.
They found the
entrance to the club after walking by it several times.
That set off a red flag for Jennine. Her heart beat was
rapidly increasing by the second. Debra punched in a code in the box by the
door. It allowed them access.
“Fancy security system, right?”
Debra looked a Jennine as if to say ‘no turning back now.’
The door automatically opened. They walked into the building
that was dimly lit.
As they walked all the heard was the sound of their own
feet. Following the direction they sent Debra. They turned right and walked
down two flights of stairs and knocked.
The door was opened by a beautiful woman, wear a female version
of a tuxedo that plunged down to her navel, revealing flawless skin.
Debra handed it to her.
“You’re a silver card holder. So you were allowed a guest.
Please come in and enjoy. The coat check is at the back of the room.”
She said with a smile.
Jennine followed Debra in and was stunned to see the elegant
atmosphere. They checked their coats and went to the bar.
You see nothing to worry about. Now let’s go get some
Jennine agreed. She needed something to quiet her nerves.
“Deb what are we doing?”
“Don’t worry. I set everything up.”
Debra looked at her cell phone to see the time. “Okay I did
not want to scare you. So I just took the liberty.”
“What did you do?”
“Excuse me Ladies.” A deep sexy voice interrupted. “What
will you have he asked as he looked them both over.
“We’ll have a vodka shot.” Debra said. The male bartender
smiled at her and allowed himself a lingering glance at Debra’s body.
When the bar tender returned he handed them both their
drinks and a card each.
“What’s going on?”
“Jennine calm down. After you drink your drink. Go to the
room on the card. I will find my own way home. Just relax and go with the flow.”
“I don’t go with the flow.”
Debra looked at her friend with concern. “I know but tonight
you will. She swallowed the Vodka shot and left Jennine alone.
She sat at the bar for an hour before she convinced herself
that she wanted to see what she was missing. The room was 8. She got another
shot of vodka and went.
Jennine knocked on the door for it to be opened by a man who was gorgeous and had a thick physique. Wearing his hair back in a bun revealing a nicely groomed beard and mustache.
“Welcome to the spice room.”
‘Oh boy the room had a name.’ she thought. Walking into the
room a scent of sweet cinnamon, rose and something peppery engulf her. Very
soft yet spicy.
The light was dimmed but the hue of the room reminded her of
chili pepper red.
“Normally you would have filled out a preference list before
coming here. But I see you came as a guest.”
Jennine nodded and continued to look around the room.
“Are you nervous?”
“Yes. I think my friend thought I may like this.”
“So you don’t?”
“I just don’t know.”
“How about this. Close your eyes. I will do one thing and
you will know if you may like to continue this.”
She looked at him questioningly, but she did what he asked.
He walked behind her and she felt his warm lips and his
beard at her pulse on her neck and he gently kissed it. Then she felt when his lips touched the nape
of her neck causing her to shudder a bit.
“Do you know yet?” He whispered in her ear.
She knew and so did he by her response.
She opened her eyes to see him move to the other side of the
room. He turned facing her as if he was formulating a plan. She began to fidget
under his gaze.
“I want you to feel comfortable and if you would allow me to
control this time we have together, I’m sure we can enjoy this experience.”
He leaned against the dresser waiting for her decision. She
was never the one to do things without getting all the info first, but she
wanted to try something against her nature.
He turned around and opened the top drawer pulling out what look like a ribbon. He walked behind her with it and said, “I am going to blind fold you with this ribbon and I will do nothing without you knowing.
“Wait, what’s your name?”
“Is it important to you?”
“Call me Ryder and yours?”
She allowed him to put the blind fold on. She felt a little
“From here on just listen and do what I say.”
He must have moved back to the dresser.
“Slowly take your clothes off.”
She wore a soft silk shirt and skirt set, with calf high
“Leave the boots on.”
She unbutton her shirt. She was feeling unsure of herself
since she could not see his reaction.
She let it drop and then took off her skirt.
“You look beautiful from where I’m standing. Your breasts
look so full and the bra that holding them in is making me jealous. Take it
She did as he said.
“Mmm, nice coned nipples that seem to b perking right before
my eyes. Do you want me to suck them, Jen?”
“Yes.” She whispered.
“Tell me how.”
“I went you to take you tongue and circle around my nipple
then suck on it.”
“Sounds like it would feel good. Let’s see.”
She felt his hot breath on her left nipple. Then his wet
tongue circling it. When he took her in his mouth his mustache and beard sent
an extra sensation shooting towards her sex. Sucked on it hard causing her to
arch into him. He did the same to the other. He pulled away.
She felt his hands slid down her stomach.
“I find this very arousing. Not flat but not too big either.”
Ryder said as he caressed her trembling stomach and He took her boots off.
He pulled down her matching panties and all she felt was his
breath. “I’m going to lean you against the wall. Spread your legs for me.”
She did what he asked once she leaned back.
“You’re so wet that it’s sliding down your thighs. Should I
‘Is this really happening?’ she thought.
“Yes” she answered as her breathing was a bit fast.
He moved forward and clamped his mouth down eagerly over her
sex. She felt when his tongue went inside but what was taking her over was the
feeling of his sucking and that wonderfully sinful facial hair.
On and on his tongue licking, mouth sucking working her throbbing
flesh. Her legs were beginning to quiver almost giving out. She screamed out
her release being so intense.
That was going to be it for her. No one ever gotten her to
climax again after the initial.
Stopping he took her hand, “I’m taking you to the bed now.”
“Ryder I don’t usually cum again after.”
“She could her the soft chuckle.”
He guided her on the bed. It was moving. She’s on a
waterbed. Laying her back she heard him go back to the dresser. He walked back
“Now let me touch you but fight the urge to touch me back.”
He rubbed his hands together and then started to touch her.
First he started at her shoulders down to her breast needing them, then
pinching the nipples and then slowly to her stomach.
Jen started to feel warm and tingly.
“Why am I feeling warm?’
“It’s the oil.”
As he was massaging her stomach he went lower to her already
spent and tender clit.
He was meticulous with spreading the warm oil on her vaginal
lips. She could not help thrusting slightly upward as if begging him to stay
where he was.
He spread her legs wider and she heard a hum.
“You’re going to feel a sucking as I enter you. Try your
best not to touch me or yourself for as long as you can.”
She felt when he placed the instrument on her clit. The machine
was sucking with force that she thrusted up and that was when he entered her
with his thick shaft. The movement of the bed added an extra sensation as he
thrust inside. Stretching her walls as the machine sucked tirelessly. She came
so hard and fast. He took the machine away and continued to thrust in and out
She heard the slapping of their bodies as well as felt it.
He angle his body to the right hitting a spot, then left hitting another spot.
H kept alternating.
“Jen you want to cum again? Then me now.”
Continuously thrusting he picked the machine up again and
the powerful sucking and strong thrust she came quickly. He pulled it away but
continued thrusting in and out of her.
“I’m about to let go. Cum with me Jen.”
‘Is he serious?’ she thought.
He changed the mode and it vibrated. He placed it on her
tortured clit and her forth and final release almost did her in. she felt as if
she soak his whole lower half completely as he did his final thrust.
He leaned over her as the bed moved. He slid out of her. He
took off the blindfold. His hair came out of the bun and laid on his shining
“How are you feeling?
He smiled at her and climbed off the bed. They spent another
twenty minutes talking and then she left.
The next day Debra wanted to hear the news but Jennine
decided that was an experience she will keep to herself.
Would you like to try the spice room? Maybe it will be you who will get