Hello to all my fire burners out in the web verse. I have to drop a little knowledge out there to all of the young who have just started on there sexual journey’s so to speak.
Yes, fia is back and we are going to first talk to the young ladies out there. After you have reached that height that that special someone has taken you. (male) It would behove you to go to the bathroom and try to pee. Yes! let me tell you why. If you don’t get that creamy, pearlesant, coconut water out of you and in that bowl. It will come out on it’s own.
It will come out on it’s own and at the worst possible time. It will make you feel like you need an adult diaper! Get that out.
Now gents I know you want to be the beast in the bed room but trim the jungle down, run a comb through it and please make it smell pleasing. We like it to temp us not only by sight and feel but by scent. It will be greatly appreciated.
It is nothing worse than getting choked out by a stray hair. Not matter how far it can be taken down.
Now for those out there who pleasure them selves or who have a partner who uses toys to pleasure you. Hygiene, Hygiene, Hygiene. clean it first and after. You can inadvertently give your self a yeast infection. It does happen. Other wise go for it and can I say one more thing. There is a reason why there is a cervix and penises are the size they are. You shoving the toy so far up that it feel as if your cerix just went twenty rounds is not ok. It’s Painful. You can’t ice it twenty four seven you get me. The penis hits it but it’s not plastic. They can bruise it a bit, but not to the point that you should call 911 vagina alert.
That is it for my Twisted Thursday, Fia edition. please comment and subscribe. Until next we meet keep it burning.
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
Welcome my fire starters. It has been a bit and I am sure the fires had died down quite a bit. Let’s get it roaring shall we.
Q) My friends have been complaining that I put too much makeup on my lips. They say that I am not fooling any one and if I am that self conscious about it I could get plastic surgery to get them smaller. What do you think?
A) Are you sitting down? I am not going to sugar coat this answer at all.
Enjoy those lips. You heard right. Enjoy and celebrate that you have them. Every man is fantasying how those lips feel around his dick. Plain and simple. They watch the way you talk and eat and drink. Thinking “she/he can suck the hell out my dick.” Why mask it? You want them to look, you want those thin lip people to envy. No collagen was necessary, just genetics.
Q) I feel like the world is against me. I moved up in my company quick and I honestly did work to hard for it. (Photographic memory). I tried to have a simple conversation in the lunch room with a couple of people and they looked at me as if I was a piece of shit. What can I do to let them see the real me?
A) Here is the answer. Nothing! there is nothing you can do to make anyone like you. You can get them to respect you though. there has to be something at work that shows them that you earned your position. The whole world is not against you. Just that small world at your job is. Leave that planet and go home. At the end of the day you do not have to see them again until nine o’clock the next day.
Q) I don’t want to talk my friends about this because they would definatly look at me like I am crazy. So I had sex last night for the first time. I honestly did not enjoy it. It was uncomfortable and I was to nervous. My question is do all women enjoy it?
A) Nope. Only the chosen enjoy their first rodeo. Look I gather you were nervous and there was nothing he was gong to do to you, that you had not read or heard your friends talk about. Some people feel slight pain and some feel nothing at all. The build up is very important. If fear is involved with the build up, then no you are not going to enjoy it. If he was out for himself ,no your not going to enjoy it. If your mind is not in the moment and it’s wondering off. Your not going to enjoy it. If you have clitoral orgasms. Tell him to play with it while he’s getting his. That will help you enjoy it, because I did not read anywhere that you had an orgasm in that sexual experience. The next time should be better, if your ready for it.
Q) I read these books on how to give good oral sex and honestly my jaw hurts. How do you over come that?
A) Practice, practice, practice. lol. Take a zucchini make it cold and suck on that until it warms up. then move to a banana suck on that twirl your tongue around it enjoy the texture. Advance to a thick cucumber. The whole thing is conditioning the jaw. Now guys you need to start drinking from some juice boxes, suck on popsicle sticks and if your woman has a puffy pussy, a small water melon will do . Cut it in half and suck until you took all the seeds out (please spit the seeds out). In between remember to breath. Please do not stop breathing. (Don’t use grapefruit or lemons if your lips are chapped it’s gonna burn.)Please, please do not stop breathing.
So I have set the blaze. Tell me what your think. Do you have a better technique? Let me know. Comment like and subscribe. Tell a friend. Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org for advice. Until next we me. Keep it burning. Fia xoxox
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.”
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.
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.”
“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 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?”
“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.”
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 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?”
“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.”
“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.”
“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.
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.
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.”
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 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.
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.
“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?”
“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.
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.
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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