The Heat Scale Announcement.

Hello my fire starters. Hopefully you are not too mad at me for not being as consistent as I was earlier this year. I have been trying to get my novelette out. It is called The Heat Scale by Fia Naturie. There are four short fiction stories. That is sure to please. 

Since it is a novelette the price will not break your pocket. I wanted to keep you abreast on what I have been up too. I will post the cover later on today and I hope by this Sunday it will be available to you all.

Until next we burn. Keep the fires lit.

Can I be a stripper Carlie story Pt. 3 Adult/R-rated

Here we go ladies and gents. This is where my life had to take one path on a road that had a fork in it. I went to visit my mother in the hospital and I felt as if my heart was beating against my chest like a fist.

The hospitals billing manager came in to speak to me while my mom was getting attended to. The over all bill was ridiculously high and the fact that my mother’s insurance was only paying partial did not help all that much.

I went home and did the only thing that my brain would allow me to do. Break down in hysterics. After I cried and broke a couple of things, I calmed down and stared at the bottle of vodka that had been sitting on my shelf in the corner for over a year. I really did not like vodka but it did the trick at mellowing me out.

At this point I called Lettie and made arrangement to meet her the next day for lessons. I had to figure out how I was going to get a regular paying job and do the stripping on the side. I needed money.

I didn’t bother calling heckle and jeckle over because they would just try to did tract me from the reality of my situation. I must have called ten places for a job and landed one interview. That would be in two days.

So I had a lesson and a job interview. Things started to feel a little bit easier.
Going over to a stranger house for stripper lesson should have raised a red flag but of course I  decided to check  it out anyway.

First thing is first when your inner alarm tells you to turn around. Listen to it. She lived in an four story apartment complex. I went to her apartment door and it opened automatically. A woman with a white blonde wig stood in front of me with a tube top and ass hugging shorts on.

Hi I am Lettie, come in. She walked in front of me and I know she was purposely swinging her ass harder left to right to catch my attention. Little did she know I do not go down on Boston cream way.

Looking around she did not have much furniture but it was clean and quiet.

Lettie sat down on a big fluffy cushion on the floor. “So lets not waist time I have to be some where in an hour.”

“You think it will be quick then?”

“Girl a lap dance is dry fucking. It’s either your good at it or bad at it.”

That statement should have had me walk out but the bills kept flashing through my mind.

“Look you sit and watch me. Your the customer and I am the dancer.” Lettie put on some music from her itouch and started to move. She did not lie. She was literally swerving and grinding as if she was trying to have sex.

“Now here is where things get tricky. Usually the customer is excited and aroused. In that back room where no one see’s what going on. It is up to you where you pump the breaks or if you go full throttle a head. If you go full throttle I do have a doctor you should see to make sure your alright down there.”

“Okay, not going full throttle. I just need to make money to pay the bills.”

“Well then stand up and dance. Let me see where you need improvement.”

I stayed at her place dancing and learning what is my best angle and how to look at every customer as if they were the only customer I had for the entire evening. I gave her the money she asked for and left as fast as I could. The vibe she was putting off was getting a bit too intense for my liking.

(Now if your not reading click off because I wouldn’t be at this point.)

I went to work that night and everything was going well and I had my first back room customer. Let’s call him jet.

Jet looked like he was in his fifties and had more drinks than he could handle. Well he wanted to go in the back room. I closed the door for privacy and he immediately sat on the lounge chair.

I began to dance remembering what Lettie said. Jet out of the blue asked,’ Can I cum on your leg.”

I said “No!”

He continued to beg and plead and offered to give me a hundred and fifty dollars if I allowed him to jerk off and cum on my leg.

Honestly I was disgusted but I needed the money and I seen there were wipes in the rooms. I gave in and continued dancing as he worked himself up. All I felt was the spray of warm cum down my leg.

He cleaned him self up and put his dick away and handed me the money. After he left I swore that was the first and last time and cleaned my leg off.

I left the room and danced the rest of the night but I turned down offers to go back to the rooms.

Later that night as I walked to my car, the guy that came on my leg was waiting for me.

I  turned around and went back inside and told the bouncer. He went out there and got rid of the guy. This should have been the clue to stop but I just couldn’t I needed the money.

I had gotten the job as a bartender later on that week. I worked three months straight bartending in the day and stripping at night.

One night Mather called me to his office and told me that he did not think that I was a good fit for the club any more. I was not pulling the right amount of money and I looked exhausted. I normally would have put up a fight but I had pulled in enough money to pay off my bills.

“Alright that cool.” I said then I turned to leave.

“Wait.”

I turned back around and Mathew walked from around his desk to me in seconds. “Now that you don’t work here how about I take you out.”

I stood there staring at this man who I fantasized about numerous times and masturbated to even more, was asking me out.

“So that was your deal hugh?”

Before I could think Mathew kissed me deep and hard. His body was so firm I damn near came on myself.

“So your answer is?”

“Hell ya.”

So was I cut out to be a  stripper? Yes. But do I want to?

I hope you all enjoyed Charlie short snippet of her stripper life. If you did please leave a comment and like it. Until next we burn. Fia

Challenges (Tcotd{chpt 16})

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

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

“I don’t feed. I’m not a vampire.”

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

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

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

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

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

“Eat this it will curb your hunger.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Ewww. I’ll go get us some food.”

“I can do it.”

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

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

“Leo stop trying to start a fight.”

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

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

“Why? Do you want her?”

“A matter of fact, I do?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Answer me now!”

“That was Mica and we are together.”

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

“What about Mica?”

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

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

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

“NO!”

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

“I said no. You are already betrothed.”

“Undo it.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“I am not supposed to interfere.”

“Shit.” Creya said.

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

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

“The truth can be told in the blood.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Shit.”

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

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

“That was gross.”

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

“So what is that?”

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

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

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

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

He smiled at the memory of last night.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“What is that supposed to mean?”

“Just do as I say.”

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

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

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

“I have been around.”

“I see.”

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

“So your interested in Paul?”

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

“You have not been interested in a while.”

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

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

 

The call of the Dhampir chpt 8

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Adorjan”

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

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

“Okay let’s go in.”

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

“That is Oria. She is a swamp pixie.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“An observer?”

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

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

“So what are you?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You keep saying that?”

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

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

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

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

“Kara what are you doing here?”

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

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

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

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

The call of the Dhampir chpt6

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The sun was shining but the rays were being its deceptive cohort. There was a chill on the sea as the men road the waves to the city.

“So Adorjan you have never been to the city and I feel it is my duty to give you some insightful tips on how to stay afloat.”

“Oh shut up Brinx. He is a grown man, he can handle himself.”

“Bijou you must help him learn the financial part as I teach him about the in’s and out’s. I will start.” Brinx said as he sat next to Adorjan.

“Once you hist dry land you will feel a wave come over you. Not a normal wave but a wave of greed, lust and any sin that comes to mind. The city is the playing ground for the ambitious businessmen. These people will know of your lack of experience. It’s like radar and they will try to exploit you. So you must school that innocent look on your face.”

Adorjan touched his face and he felt the shadow of a beard but he did not feel innocent.

“Your eye’s. Your eye’s show your innocents. You should try to scowl as much as you can and your size will help clear the path of miscreants.” Brinx said as he looked seriously into his eyes

“Since my brother insists that  I teach you to finance, I will give you advice that will help. Never tell anyone how much you have on your person. There are ears everywhere and those ears have empty pockets and a drive to fill them. There are dark alleys that I advise for you to stay out of. Ladies of the night tend to do business in those alleys. If you chose to venture there keep in mind that many of them are unclean and carry illnesses that are incurable.”

Adorjan looked at bijou with wonder on his face. His yaya told him many things but she had left out illnesses that can not be cured.

“Yes so you should keep that little man in your trousers. You get my drift?”

Adorjan nodded.

“If your looking for work go the factories. There should be something there you can do until you increase your personal income.”

The twins looked at each other and mirrored each other’s smile.

“Adorjan you never did tell us why you are venturing out into to the city,” Bijou asked as he stirred the boat.

Adorjan thought about telling these two men the truth but it seemed that they would not understand.

“I am searching for a cousin. Last I was told she lived in the city and I must come to visit her.”

That was the best he could do. He was actually going to see his yaya’s sister. He was told by his yaya that she was still living due to a deal she made long ago. She never told him who she made the deal with.

“Well then we will reach land in an hour and the wind has changed. So gents get to it or we will go off course.” Bejou said as he turned the wheel vigorously.


The City of Mali

The city was everything the twins had said it would be. After they said their good bye’s. Adorjarn walked into the palatable wave in search for Amorisa. His grand aunt. he pulled out a crushed paper from his trousers and looked at the address one more time.

He walked half the day before he came upon a house made of red brick but was covered with vines and soot. The house had a cast iron gate and a cobblestone pathway up to the front door.

Adorjan opened the gate and there was no sound. Normally all gates made a sound even wooden ones. He shrugged it off as it is well maintained. Odd since the rest of the front wasn’t. He walked up to the door and it opened with a young child standing before him.

“Come in Adorjan. She has waited a long time to meet you.” The child said. but on closer inspection, it was not a child at all. What was she?

Adorjan followed her in and noticed the air felt a bit stifling.

“Please sit. She will be right out.”

He did as she said as his eyes took in and categorized what he was seeing.

“Adorjan, you finally made it.”

“A voice that he had not heard in ten years said behind him.” He stood and his heart hurt from stopping.

“I know I look like my sister Celestie. I am her older sister. Have a seat before you fall Adorjan.”

He did as she requested and began to breathe again as his lungs demanded.

“So before I tell you what my sister could not, why don’t we have a drink. What would you like?”

“Water would be fine.”

She looked at him with her head cocked to the side.”Fine I will have wine.”

The glasses appeared with the liquid. Amorisa raised her glass for a toast. So Adorjan did the same. The clink of the glass echoed through the house. After Amorise took a sip she sat in a resting chair before him.

“Let’s get to it shall we. Your father is………”

Adorjan interrupted her before she could say it. “He is a vampire. I know.”

“Well, that is good. He is the prince of vampires. His name is Makalo. He sired you with your mother.”

“He is a prince?”

“Let me tell it without interruption.” She took another sip.

“Your father fell in love with Nikila. But he was betrothed to her sister Abella. A terrible accident happened and Nikila had died. Makalo married Abello as arranged but he hated her with all his being. He locked himself away for years looking up ancient texts to see how his life would have some meaning to it.

Then he found that he could sire children without biting their mothers. The only thing is that the woman had to have the carrier gene. He left the tomb and went to Abella. He mated with her for a month yet no child was conceived.

He went out and found a female pureblood vampire sadduced her and she got with child. Once Abella heard about this, she killed the woman at once and took the child that was born and raised it as her own.

Again Makalo went out of the marriage and found my niece. She was so beautiful yet so sad that he granted her a wish of one night with him. He did not know she would be a carrier. Once she found out she was with child she ran to my sister and raised you there in the woods.

To protect you I visited once as my sister asked and we cast a powerful spell to hide the three of you until you were a man. Once you became of age the spell broke and Abella felt your presence. She will be out to kill you.”

This was allotted to take in.”Wait you said a spell. What are you?”

“We are the last line of Szoba gypsy’s.”

“Gypsy?”

“Yes this is a lot to take in, but I have to tell you the rest. You are a Dhampir and you are going to go through the culling. Once you go through this you will be the first to create a species of the two. Abella believes your an abomination but your father knows otherwise.”

“The culling?”

“You are going to be lead to your mate. Once the union is consumated the world as we know it will forever be changed.”

“I do not want to be a creator. I did not ask for this.”

“We are all not asked if we want to live or die. It is chosen. Enough talking as you stay in my home you are protected. No one will know where you are.”

“I have a half-sister.”

“Yes, she has been kept away from others. Abella did not want her to learn of her true mother.”

“She sounds horrible.”

“I guess. When a woman or man loves another so deeply and can never receive that love in return it can turn a person mad.” She sipped her wine again.” Your room is upstairs to the right. Rest and we shall talk again after you process what I have told you.”

Adorjan did as she said and went to get some rest. Yet something his yaya told him.

“Stay, but do not stay longer than the night.”

“Why could he not stay at night?

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

The call of the Dhampir chpt 5

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“That sounds good.”

“I fail to get your name?”

“So sorry, My name is Adorjan Szabo.”

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

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

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

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

“Is there something wrong with you?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“No there is not. Why do you ask?”

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

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

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

“I’m Adorjan and your name is?”

“Creya. Well goodnight bed fellow.”

“Goodnight Creya.”

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

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

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

Brinx looked at him as if he had two heads.

“So you met Brinx?”

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

“I see and how much did he charge?”

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

“Ten pence.”

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

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

Brinx climbed aboard and walked pass his brother.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The call of 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 the Dhampir Chpt.2

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As the ominous yet memorable heel struck the marbled floor. Alerted to all the  trusted high guard has returned. All shutter in his presence since he carries out the orders of immortal Abella. The mate of the immortal Prince Makalo.

Abella considered herself to be the queen of their kind. A following in the suit of royalty she wore a crown decorated with pure onyx stones. Her gown was made to emphasize a sultry physic. If she turned a certain way you would catch a glimpse of forbidden flesh. Whether it be above or below the waist. She stood tall on stilts specially made for her feet. Stories went through the hall of her turning. How she seduced whom ever crossed her path, then killed them for the sport of it.

Over the years the coven had learned not to notice the dealings that went on with Abella. The prince only tolerated her countless centuries for a reason that must have been written down in the ancient achieves. If you ask a fledgling why are they together the look that is expressed in their dead eyes said, ” I have no idea.”

The prince spends his time traveling and enjoying what the world had to offer. And with his indulgence he had sired two children. One that was made with a human and the second created by another vampire. Both mother’s met their demise by Abella’s hand. The child created by the female vampire was taken and raised by her. The other child was being protected.

She had her suspicion who was protecting him but she had no proof.

“Your eminence.” The guard said as he bowed his head in respect.

“So what is the abomination up to now?” She asked as she looked out into the night sky from her exquisitely decorated throne.

“He has left the cottage in the woods. He seems to beheading north. What would you like to be done?”

“What I would like is his life to end and his body to return to ash. That is impossible at the moment. Have you received any word how to break the enchantment that surrounds him?” She asked and shifted in her seat.

“I was told that somewhere in the archive it is written what could possibly be protecting this dhampir life.”

“Why do you not have the parchment that it was written on?”

“The achieves are protected by an ancient. I cannot ask admittance without loosing my life. But you can eminence.” He informed her with his head still bowed.

“I?”

“Yes, the most they would require is use of your body and blood. They dear not kill you.”

Abella’s hate for the Dhampir had a hold on her so deep that she was willing to do anything to destroy all evidence of the thing. It was one thing to sire out side of their joining but to create a Dhampir is going against nature itself.

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There was a few hours left of night and Abella needed to get the information on how to break the enchantment on the Dhampir.

The ancient scrolls were kept in the hidden lair, in the dark forest. Light was not capable of penetrating the darkness. The air was cold and would bother a mortals lungs but for her it was as soothing as creamy dark chocolate.

Her guard followed close behind. The coven dear not speak of her departure from the premises to the prince, if he felt so beholden to return.

As they walked up to the ancient dwelling they felt the power that was imitating from it. The door open by it’s own accord and a figure stood in the center of the doorway.

“Abella Dumont daughter and heir to Count Dumont. Died and returned in 1819. Mate to Prince Makalo. What brings you to the house of illumination?”

“I require an audience with you. I understand that you house the information on breaking a protective shield on a Dhampir.”

“An abomination. Yes I recall it.”

“May I see the parchment?”

“There is a price.”

“What is your price, ancient?” She said with conviction.

“You for the day. Your blood and body that houses the precious liquid.”

“Do you not fear the penalty of taking me to bed?”

“You will  pay the price of this indiscretion, not I.”

Abella stood there and contemplated on what he said. Was it worth her life to kill this blithe on vampire kind? the more she thought the angrier she became.

“Guard keep watch until I return. Warn me if anything out of the ordinary occurs.”

“Yes, eminence.”

She walked towards the ancient that was shroud in a vail of illusion. She did not care what was in store for her as long as the Dhampir named Adojan was removed from the face of the earth.

Once inside, the thick tomb door closed behind them. He led the way through darkness to a room light buy pillared candles.

“Are you not afraid to burn the ancient writings?”

“No the wall are way to slick and cool from the earth. It will not be able to travel to the writings. Enough talking. Remove the layers of clothing on your body and lay on the bed.”

Abella looked at the bed covered with red and gold cloths. She removed her clothing and……..

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Talia Truth Revealed Finally

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

She nodded.

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

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

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

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

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

“Yes, sir”

“Tonight you will completely be mine.”

“Yes, sir.”

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

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

“Turn, face me”

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

“Open you legs, pet”

She did as she was told.

“Touch your self.”

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

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

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

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

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

“Do you think your adequately wet  for me?”

“Yes”

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

“Yes, sir.”

“Lets see shall we.”

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

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

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

“You can spank me, sir.”

“No,no my naughty one.”

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

“Yes,sir”

“Show me, how much.”

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

“Just wet it allot with your mouth.”

she did as she was told.

“Okay go to the bed and bend over.”

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

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

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

“Yes, sir”

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

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

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

“Yes!” she called out.

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

“Yes, sir.”

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

“Do not move, pet.”

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

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

Talia couldn’t talk she could barely keep standing.

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

“Oh shit.”

“What was that pet?”

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

“Are you going to cum?”

She nodded.

“Should I stop?”

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

“So beautiful, Talia”

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

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

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

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

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