Coffin made plans {Tcotd17}

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The whistling caused by the wind forcing it’s way through the crack in her coffin. Made Abella’s eyes open halfway looking at the satin casket that was made for her as a present by her late mother.

She never used it until now. She tried her best to stay still as her burns healed but with every movement the pain reminded her of what occurred to get her there.

“Mimi.” she whispered

She will be included on her on the death list. Accidental deaths happen a lot in  nests there size. She had loyal followers that would do anything for her.

A thought of getting rid of Makalo had crossed her mind but she could not for the life of her see him dead. Not until she figured out how to give him a child of her own.

Being a full blood vampire she should have failed at conceiving at least once but his inattentiveness to her needs, played a big factor. He had to have another on the side. His appetite was being quenched by another and she will find out who.

She began thinking of Adorjan. He can not live to claim his birthright. He is of age but he is a blithe that needed to be rubbed out. Once she arises she will go about things a bit differently to get what she wants. It will start with, “Morgan.”

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Makalo felt a twinge of guilt for snapping his daughter’s neck to knock her out. But she will be coming around, shortly and he did not want to get in an argument at the moment.

He placed her on her bed and walked out of her chamber. He had to see what had come to his home leaving Lurkspur in charge.

The house seemed the same but it was odd that the night maids were not tiding and he did not hear the rustling of pots in the kitchen.

Makalo had human servants and he treated them well. It was oddly normal.

He reached out his senses and hit a twinge in the forest behind the (House). Lurkspur was shielding what ever fowl play he was up too.

Immediately he rushed to the area to be greeted by the naked maids and the servants in the kitchen.

Makalo located Lurkspur in the distance being ridden by Yolanda and is feeding off Phillip at the same time. He knew his appetite would get the best of him.

“Lurkspur enough. Undue this trance at once or I will banish you from here forever.”

Lurkspur blackened eyes and elongated fangs dripping with blood looked at Makalo. he was in full feeding phase. Only an inkling of knowledge of what was going on had seeped into his blood hazed conscious.

Yolanda screamed out her orgasmic completion and fell onto her side. Lurkspur rose with his shaft still at attention. It looked as if he was struggling to come back but he bared his teeth to Makalo in defiance.

Makalo had had enough and took down Lurspurs ward. He was at his throat faster than Lurkspur could protect himself.

“Sorry old friend but you should have had more control.”

Lurkspur lashed out and tried it’s best to get Makalo’s grip from around his neck.

Makalo waited until to his blood lust faded and Lurkspur return to it’s rightful mind.

“Makalo I’m so sorry. I wanted to have fun and it turned into…”

“A freakin orgy Lurkspur. I want you to wipe their minds clean and leave.”

“But I can be of service.”

“No. Leave”

“May I return?”

“I’ll see you in the next millennia.”

Makalo released it and walked away. “Do not drink another drop or it will be the last drop.”

Makalo was tired yet his mind kept drifting to Adorjan and how he was doing. He’ll think about it at sun set. He was tired and he had to make sure Lurkspur left his home and county.

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Leo sat against a large tree watching Adorjan looking at the moon.

“Why haven’t you drank any blood?”

Adorjan looked at him and not really wanting to answer him he did anyway.

“I don’t know how it would affect me and I don’t know who I would turn into.”

“You may stay the same. It’s not bad letting your self be fully who you are.”

Before he could answer that remark, Creya came back with two rabbits. Adorjan took them and began to clean them up.

Creya and Leo watched how skilled he was at cleaning the animals and preparing them to eat.

“Who taught you to do that?”

“My mother and grandmother. They taught me many things.”

Leo let out a chuckle and that statement.

It took over forty five minutes to cook them sufficiently to eat.

Creya had one and so did Adorjan even though his stomach was acting odd.

“Next time leave them a bit bloody. Your stomach won’t hurt so much.” Leo said as he rose.

“Where are you going?”

“Why do you want to join me Creya?” He asked as his eyes conveyed hid true meaning.

“Just go.” she continued eating the rabbit.

“I’ll be back soon. Just call out if you need me. I’ll be close enough to hear you both.” He said looking at Adorjan.

“Do you like him?”

Creya shrugged her shoulders and gave a non answer.

“I mean do you ….”

“Oh you mean mate him? I never thought of him like that. Lately he’s been coming on strong but I don’t know?” She stood up and stretched again this time Adorjan kept looking at her.

She went over and kissed his cheek. “the rabbit was good thanks.” She whispered. Then licked her lips.

His body was reacting to hers but he refused to act what if he killed her?

“You said mate? Why?”

“One day you’ll know. Just not today. I want us to stay the way we are now. I’m tired.” she picked a spot next to the fire and laid with her back towards him.

Her jeans cradled her full bottom but revealed just enough to make his mouth water.

His could not move or else he body would reveal what it wanted. He decided to do the meditative sleep to calm his blood down. It’s gonna be a hard night.

So how is it so far my fire starters. Are you feeling the urge to write me a comment or two. Well feel free and like as well. Until next we meet. Fia xoxo (owned and copy written by fia)

Anger Unleashed {TCOTD(cpt14)}

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Abella never felt her heart beat. Normally if it did beat at all it was slow and non audible to the human ear. The sound of Makalo’s foot steps coming close the her chamber door jump started the beat.(Still not normal since they are dead)

The door slammed opened with such force that the wall cracked behind it. Abella knew he was upset but she had never seen him this way before.

“She was tried by the eternal nine and found guilty.” Abella said in a low tone as if she was talking to a feral animal and trying to keep it calm.

“You have no authority to call the nine.” He said through seething teeth.

“”Mimi wanted to be judged. I agreed to it.”

Her answer did not cool his raging anger.

“I have indulged you for too long.” Makalo swung his hand out and it landed across her face. Causing her lip to split and bleed.

“I will pass judgment on you. I decree you suffer the same fate as you accused mimi of.”

“You have lost your mind? I am your mate.”

“You should be happy to be burned. I can claim the old law and stake you. Causing you to be immobile. Or I could finally be rid of you and chop your head off.” A dark light of pleasure crossed his eyes at her fear.

“I apologized if I hurt you in any way.”

Makalo power was beating against her skin. “If you hurt me? IF! Don’t worry Abella you will not die tonight by my hand but you will feel pain.”

Before she was able to say a word. She stood in the center of the eternal flame. Makalo had stripped her of her outer garments leaving her in her under clothes. The doors were shut and he stood on the balcony above her.

“I tried you Abella for falsly accusing mimi. In doing so your sentence shall be passed.”

Makalo don’t do this. Please” She begged.

He looked at her and pressed the lever letting the lava flow through the pit. The heat climbed and began to burn her. Higher and higher the lava rose the more she suffered and screamed. Her hair singed and boned began to appear.

Makalo grabbed her and took out of the chanber. Befor passing into dark sleep he whispered. “Abella you will die a horrible death and I hope I witness it.” She slipped into consciousness.

“Come to me and take her. Give her blood and put her away from the light.”

“Yes sire.”

Makalo practically dropped her body on the ground to be picked up. He knew he was not behaving properly for his people, he did not give a damn. Trapped into a mating with a sick creature as Abella had turned even him into a monster. Dreaming of way to kill her and how he would celebrate it.

He would have to wait. At least he bought Adorjan more time. That was the least he could do.

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Creya made it back in time to see the six killers entering the place. Three from the front and three in the back door. She had to get to him without revealing who she was to the out side world.

Once they were fully inside she did a quick glance around to make sure no one could see her. No one was about. She ran toward the (inn) and allowed her hands and feet to transform. Allowing the claws to take purchase on the out side of the building. She scaled it in no time. She was outside of Adorjan’s window just when his room door was crashed into.

She seen Adorjan jump up as the first guy charged at him with club. He grabbed that arm and rotated one eighty to the right and you could hear it pop out the socket. The other’s wasted no time in charging at him.

Creya jumped through the glass window and grabbed the first man that crossed her path. She did not retract her claws. Instead she embedded it into the mans throat and ripped open. Leaving the flesh to hang and blood to spurt out.

Adorjan was being rushed by two short but husky men. One of them had a knife and it looked as if he managed to get a couple of good swiped at Adorjan.

Creya managed to kill two more of the bastards while Adorjan was trying to stay alive. When she seen the husky man to his left land a blow across his jaw it was her opportunity to take out the jerk on the right with the knife.

She slashed opened his back causing him to arch abnormally back from the pain. He turned with the knife still in his hand. Aiming it at Creya. He swiped at her but he noticed that his arm was not behaving properly.

She smiled realizing she severed a nerve and he was helpless. She pushed him to the floor. There was no sport in killing him it was better to let him suffer as an invalid.

Creya turned in time to see Adorjan land a nice upper cut on the second man. She stood off to side to see how he handled himself in a fight.

The man staggered back but recovered quickly and began to swing wildly at Adorjan. He duck and moved out of the way of the swings and suddenly with out warning he managed to grab the man by the throat and bit into him.

Creya was worried. This was definately a sign that his hunger is starting to open up and she needed to find Leo soon. She seen the other man’s body start to fall limp. She had to get him off before he drains him dry.

“Jon let him go. You cant drink from the dead.” She tried her best to pull him off but it was not working. A tall man with a head full of fire red curls pulled Adorjan off  the dieing man and knocked him out.

“I see I found you guys first.”

“Yeah what took you so long?”

“Later, let’s go. More are coming.” He looked at the floor to see the man Creya left to bleed out moaning on the floor.

“Creya end him. Stop being a brat and kill him already.”

She went over to him and kicked his head causing it to snap back and kill him.

“There are you satisfied.”

Leo pick Adorjan up and the trio left. Barely missing the mob of men on their way to kill them.

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Hello I wanted to thank all of you for following me and reading my stories. I have decided to concentrate on the “The call of the Dhampir” as you all may have noticed.

I do take all of your suggestions into consideration. So I thought of making this list of themes that you may want to read as a one shot pop.

Mystery, Romance, Erotic, BDSM.

Depending on the response I will write a one shot pop story that will have the theme that is chosen the most. If I see that two themes are tied then I will incorporate both in the story. Here is the catch. Pick if the theme should be based in reality or not.

I am burning to see your response. Until next we meet. Fia xoxo

Lips Lie? {The call of the Dhampir(12)}

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Every night Abella rises and renews the promise to herself to get rid of Makalo’s abomination. Every night that promise comes closer to fruition.

Abella knew that she was living on borrowed time. She seen the hatred grow more and more in Makalo’s eyes. She hears the whispers from the others about his conquests. Yet he would not touch her. Only that once to consummate the mating.

Abella tried her best over the years to show remorse about her sister’s death and to prove to him how deep her love was. Makalo did not once listen. He did not once shown compation. What he gave was indifference, infidelity and loneliness.

He created a prison with no bars. She could not seek forfillment with another or else she will be put to death. What she allowed with the ancient was torment in it’s most primal form. When he heard of her demise did he shown an ounce of care. No he threatened to kill her if she go outside the mating again. It was his right to do so.

All the same she rose and looked at herself in the mirror and smiled. She will kill Adorjan and she will do it in front of his father and the rest. They will see she is a true mate to Makalo. A pure mate that will give him offspring if he only tried.

“Abella I have located Mimi.”

“Were was she?”

“She was in Cleos’ chambers.”

“Was she there all night?”

“I can not say. I too was asleep when the dawn came.”

“What about our servants. Can they vouch to where she has been.”

“Yes Marisa the maid said that she seen when she went into her chamber at the dawn.”

“At dawn.”

“Yes”

“Bring her to me at once.”

“Yes Abella.”

“Mimi you naughty child. Where have you been lately?” She asked as she smiled at herself in the mirror.

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Creya walked beside Adorjan without saying a word. He was still brooding from eating the cookie. They stopped for the night to rest in the following town.

The lodging were known to housed their kind without asking questions. Before they went to their rooms she had to breatk this silence.

“Look Jan I am sorry. I did not think this would affect you this badly”

“Why because of who my father is? Well I was raised by my mother and grandmother you seem to forget.”

“okay I get it.”

“No you haven’t got it. You took something away from me that was my right to—“

“To what?”

Adorjan stormed off into his room and slammed the door. Creya felt worse. At least with silence you do not deal with emotions. That was something she was never good at.

She asked the owner of the place if he had a bottle of house wine. Of course he did and charged accordingly. Creya went to her room and drank half the bottle down before having enough courage to confront adorjan again.

She went to his door and banged on it. Adorjan opened it. He looked slightly wet. His hair looked as if it was washed and she smelled honey suckle. she needed to keep her head clear. She pushed him out of the and stood in the middle of the room.

“Look Jan I do not apologize more than once. But here I am apologizing again. I am sorry I gave you my blood.”

Adorjan could tell she was a bit drunk. Her words were not slurred but her posture was relaxed, not so guarded. Her ears were slightly pink and so were her cheeks.

“I accept. Now leave please.”

“Not until you finish what you were about to say down there.”

He stood there debating if he should.

“No you said I took away your right. Your right to what?”

He moved closer to her. “I am not fully human. I am not fully vampire.”

“Tell me something I don’t know.”

He looked at her with an annoyed face.

“Again I am sorry. Wow that’s three times. I’m on a roll with you.”

“It is my right to have my first bite when I decide to – -“

“Oh not that to again. To what? Sleep with someone?” Creya laughed. “You can not be that pure looking the way you do.”

Adorjan went to his bag and pull out a shirt.

“You are, aren’t you?”

“It’s not something we should discuss. I’m sure that you have experience as well.”

“Why are you so sure about that?”

Adorjan stood and walked close to her. He could smell the wine on her breath. He moved as close as was possible. He felt her breath on his skin. He watched as her lips tinted the color of her ears.

He swallowed the minute moisture that was left in his mouth. He slowly leaned down and he heard her heart racing. Her pupils dialated. She looked afraid.

“See I am aware that women do not respond like you when they have been with other’s. Did you know that lips flush with color when aroused? There is four to five layers of skin that betrays you.” He whispered close to her mouth.

Creya pushed him away and realized that he knew. She need to leave.

“Am I right, Creya?”

“Lips Lie all the time.” She said as she walked out of his room.

“Not this time.” He said knowing that she heard him.

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Mimi was escorted to Abella chambers. She sat near the window looking out.

“So my dear I have not seen you for a while. Why is that?”

“I was away. Did you miss me Abella?” She said sarcastically

“I really do not have time for this. You know you will be dust shortly.”

“Oh really. If you kill me My father will ask for your head. Everyone know about you Abella. I am not in your care but in Makalo. “

“Do I care? You are the spy. I figured it out.”

“You were never that far away from me. Lurking in the shadows. It just occurred to me that you are the only one capable of doing that very thing.”

Mimi knew she had only one chance. It was a bold move but she will have to try.

“If I did as you say. Let the fire judge me.”

“You would stand in front of the fire?”

“Yes.”

Abella laughed. “The fire will comprise of my choosing. You will be ash.”

“I will take the ruling of the fire.”

“Fine you will meat the fire. Tomorrow at sunset.”

Mimi turned and left. She prayed that Makalo will return soon.

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Dead Blood {The call of the Dhamphir(11)}

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Makalo rose from the bed which he currently was sharing with Kara. Normally he would wait until she rose before leaving her presenses. But there was something off in the house.

Why was she here? No one knew of his travels. Where was Sheri? Whispers seemed to be following him down the hallway. It was being illuminated by modern light. Yet the light still casts shadows every step he took.

The whispers became clearer.

“Sheri when are you going to tell your guest of the current situation.”

“Mitchel do not rush me. Once he awakens I will find a way to tell him.”

“You have given him false hope all these centuries. Why Sheri?”

“Hope is never false. Any way the truth will be told so.”

Makalo swept into to the room to see Sheri sitting across the large dining room table with a gentlemen he had never met before.

“Makalo you have awaken. I see Kara prowess had not worn you out.”

“What is it that I need to know?”

“He sure get’s to the point, doesn’t he Sheri?” the gentlemen said as he lift his glass to lips to drink.

“Sit Makalo and have a drink with us. I have fifty year old Irish blend. A bit innocent and a bit naughty.”

“How did you get that particular blend to last without it congealing?”

“Oh I can not tell my secrets can I?” she said as took another sip.

Makalo waited until the servant finished pouring his drink and took a sip. Then politly sit the contents in a hankerchief.it. Something was definatly off here. No vampire can drink aged blood and not get ill.

“Now down to business.” The gentlemen said as he rose with his glass in hand.

His smell was off, his skin slightly off and his speech held an accent that he could not place yet.

“Yes what is it that you want to inform me Sheri.”

“That you are not to come here any longer. I was informed by your father that you are going against the pure vampiric society. You are lucky you are alive Makalo. Why don’t you give up what ever plan you have devised?”

Makalo pushed the glass away. This was not Sheri. She did not care of the purity of vampires. She would love it to be watered down as much as possible.

“Who are you?”

“I told you who I am didn’t I? If I didn’t sorry. My name is Mitchel Pavillio.” He said then bowed.

“Pavillo. The necromancer. You gave us blood from the dead.”

“On the contrary when I raise them, I give them that spark of life and the blood losens a bit and I catch it right at that perfect moment.”

“There is no perfect moment. That is why Sheri is acting as if she has lost her mind. Her brain is probably filled with maggots as we speak.”

“Makalo I am in my right mind.”

“No you are not. You are under his control.” Makalo rose from his seat and walked towards Mitchel. The color in his eyes were gone. Dark and anger filled them.”

“Stay back. I will end Sheri’s immortal life in an instant and your Kara as well.”

“What is it that you want?”

“Kill your son. Rid us of this bliath on the pure name of vampire.”

“Why do you care of our pure name? Your a bliath as well. Who hired you?”

Mitchel did not answere but snarled a bit at the insult.

“Careful Makalo. I will end them. Then end you.”

Makalo realized that he really thought he drank that filth. He made it to his advantage.

“I can not kill my son. I created him.” He said almost in a whisper.

“Yes you did now you must end him.”

Makalo sat in the chair with his head hung low. He heard when Mitchell stepped away from Sheri. He stood up and was be hind him before he realized that he even moved. Once the realization hit his neck was snapped and his body hit the floor.

Makalo went to sheri and looked into her eyes. She was being eaten alive by those awful things. There was only one way to get them out and he hated to do that to his dear friend and ally.

He lifted her up and walked to the lounge chair. There by the fire place were long stick matches. He struck two and immediately pushed them up her nose. Then another two and stuck them in her ears.

Little white maggots began to flee from her body. Through her mouth and eyes. When he pulled the matches out they escaped from there as well. He continued to do this until her body was purged from those insects.

Once done he took her to her room for her to rest. She will be ravenous when she wakes. His job was not complete. He had to attend to Kara. That was going to prove difficult since he had developed feelings for her.

He pushed himself to do what must be done. That night was filled with screams and anger. Too bad he could not rise again so he could kill Mitchell Pavilloall over again.

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Adorjan dressed quickly and grabbed his bags. Creya was waiting for him dowm stairs.

“Stay away from me Creya. I will do this on my own.”

“That is good to hear. Then I will just be around to make sure that you do.”

It bothered him that he could not trust her. He never felt as alone as when he lost the only person he could someday consider a friend. Now he just wanted to be away from her and Ina.

“Jan let her follow part of the way. If you can a reason for her to return she will. Until then just humor us.”

“I should not do anything you ask.”

“True but you will.” Ina turned her back to them and returned to making some weird orange blue concoction.

They left and once the door closed, Adojan slammed Creya against the door. You try anything like that again. your blood will not be the only first I will ever have done. I will kill you.”

Adorjan meant every word he said and for the first time Creya got a glimpse of the killer he could be and she was afraid.

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What truths dreams can Reveal?{The call of the Dhampir(10)}

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Breathing goes on without conscious thought. When you start noticing your breathing and it becomes difficult to recall how to inhale. That is definately a bad sign.

The darkness was beginning to lighten up as he walked towards the object. No sound. His foot his the hard cold surface and no sound was produced. There was an object that he has seen before. But the lack of oxygen was hindering his recall. The closer he walked towards it the more it came into view.

Yes, he remembers. The floating glass. He stood before it and just looked at it wondering how was it possible that it was levitating.

“Drink”

That voice. He knew that voice.

“Who’s there? Come forward so I can see you.”

“Drink”

“This is an omen. I will not invite something to posses me.”

“No harm. Drink”

The more he refused the harder it became to breath.

“Would you rather die then drink? Drink and know the truth”

The crushing grip and the lack of oxygen was inflicting on his chest was causing little black spots to appear before him.

“Adorjan, drink.”

That voice he recognized. It was his mother. She would never want harm to befall him. He grabbed the glass and no liquid splashed out. What was inside looked a bit gelatinous.

“Drink!”

Now he recognized the first voice. It was his yaya. He swallowed the liquid down and choked on it. Suddenly it was easier to breath. The room lightened and the two most important people in the world to him stood before him.

As he was about to approach his mother, she held her hand up to stop him.

“Adorjan do not come closer. We are not in physical form and we have but a short time to tell you something. Something that we could not bring our selves to tell you when we were alive.”

“What?”

“I’ll tell him. You heart is going to die. You will be no more.”

“WHAT!”

“Grandmother please. You were born from light and darkness. By all rights you should not exist but you do. You were born into a path that was predestine. You must go find the Ukr. He will give you the crimson light. When you receive the light, you will know then and only then what you must do.”

“Die?”

“You will have help on this path. They will find you but be careful. As much as they may mean no harm. Harm will befall you.”

“Mother why?”

“We must go. I am so sorry. I should have prepared you better for this.” She said as the translucent tear trickled down her face.

“Adorjan you are strong. Follow the path, follow the crimson light and enjoy life.” His grand mother said as she wrapped an are around his mother.

“Yaya why?”

“We must go.” His mother whispered.

His heart was beating in his head as he began to fade from one existence into another. The sun hung lower than before. It was midday and he still lied there in bed. He rose to his feet and went in search for Creya.

Ina and Creya were in the kitchen as usual. Ina up to her arms in some kind of gewy concoction and Creya was with that wicked knife sharpening it against a stone.

“What did you give me?”

“Adorjan calm down. What did your dream reveal to you?”

“Why would I tell you anything?”

He turned around and was about to leave when Ina he heard, “Stop!”

“Now you will stay and listen.” Ina stopped doing what ever it was she was doing and went to the sink to wash her hands. Adorjan stayed but he did not sit.

“You were supposed to be told what your path was by your mother or grandmother. Since they did not do so we helped with out telling you verbally our selves.”

“Why couldn’t you tell me instead? I do not understand.”

“I can help you on your way with out telling you what you must do. That is against the rules the universe has placed upon me.”

“You too Creya?”

“I can not tell you verbally either, but I help unlock the message with in you.”

“By drugging me.”

“I gave you a blood cookie. It made you sleep deeply to find out the answer.”

“You feed me blood.”

“Yes. Don’t be surprised dhampir. You’ve had blood before.” Creya said with a smile. The shocked look on his face showed a different answer.

“Oh no. You have never tasted blood. How could this be? You are half vampire.” Creya asked amazed at the news.

“I never craved blood. So my mother and yaya thought that my human half must be strong and never encouraged me to taste it.”

“Odd. Before we go any further. Did you learn anything?”

“I must find Okra.”

“Okra?” Creya asked

“No he must find Ukr. I will point you in his direction and that is all I can do.”

“That is fine with me. I am leaving.”

“I will go with you.”

“You are not going with me. I do not trust you.”

“Good. Don’t trust me, but I am still going with you.”

“Jan, no point in arguing about it. How do you feel?”

“Annoyed and ready to leave.” With that being said he stormed off to get his things.

“Creya keep an eye on him. Since this is his first taste of blood other traits will follow.”

Then maybe I should stay. I don’t want to be a meal.”

Ina had a thought. “Listen, take Leo with you. He will help Jan when the time comes.”

“Who will help me from them when the time comes?”

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Abella stirred as she slept. Normally the dead don’t dream but those who are pure breed vampire can.

In her dream her sister was there with Makalo. They looked so in love and Abella felt the pangs of jealousy rise within her. She her sister say,” We must be mated soon before my father finds out I am with child.”

“Don’t worry I will have my father come tomorrow to aske for your hand.” He said before he leaned in to kiss her. Then the dream flashed to blood dripping down the steak that she used to kill her sister. She dragged the body towards the window to make sure that she and the baby would burn.

Makalo appeared at the bedroom door as he witnessed his love and child burn. He could not kill Abella because law states once a mating has been proposed between two nests, it will be fulfilled. The night rose and so did Abella.

“Makalo I will kill your abomination and after we will have a child of our own.” She whispered to her self. At least she thought it was to her self.


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The call of the Dhampir chpt 7

Posted on by Fia Naturie

The day was never kind to the dead and it will never be. Makalo fought against his infernal desire to sleep waiting for news about Adorjan.

The messenger had arrived with his normal over the top flare of smoke and glowing eyes. That would normally make Makalo laugh but not this day.

“Lewin what’s the information on Adorjan?”

Lewin could tell Makalo was not very pleased with his entrance and he would normally do something else to get a smile out of him but his aura deterred that thought.

“My prince, Adorjan has made it to the city and we have lost sight of him once he entered that witch home.”

“You mean he’s at Amorisa?”

“Yes.”

“Hopefully he will get himself out of there.”

“Would you like fo us to assist?”

“No, that witch is more powerful than she may look. I can not assist him. With every trial, he encounters it will strengthen him.”

“As you wish.”

“Lewin keep your eye on him.”

“Yes, my prince.”

“After I wake tonight I will be taking a little trip to the island. No one must know where I have gone. Find me there in two day’s time and give me a report on his progress.”

“You have faith that he will get out of the witches lair?”

“Good day Lewin, now be off and before you leave to destroy the two males that watched you come into my room.”

Lewin had a look on his face that showed he did not see anyone watching him.

“One was hidden behind the stable entrance and the second was carrying the linen to Abella room.”

“At once. Good day.”

Makalo hoped he will get free from Amorisa

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

“Adorjan leave. Do not trust Amorisa.” A soft voice said. He abruptly rose off the bed and grabbed his satchel. He opened the door and made his way back down towards the entrance.

“So I will finally get that precious blood, jorra.” She said but to who?

Adorjan peeked around the corner and seen a little Persian cat curled up on the arm of a chair. The cat notices him looking and it signaled Celestie that she was being spied on.

“So, Adorjan I guess you were not that tired at all. Would you like to have something to eat?”

“What do you want with my blood?”

Amorisa stood up and jorra her cat jumped down and walked over to her spot at the window.

“What did you hear?”

“You want my blood and I want to know now why?”

“Why do you think? You are a child of a vampire and a gypsy. Your blood is powerful and I mean to have allot of it.”

“You mean to drain me?” Adorjan said staring at her.

“Adorjan why don’t we come inside and we can discuss this.”

Adorjan went straight to the door and it was locked. “Open the door Amorisa.” He said through clenched teeth.

“Why would I do that?” She kept moving closer and Adorjan kept her in his sight.

“I will say it one more time. Open the door.”

“Or what? You have been living with your mother and my sister in the woods all your life. You think you’re a threat to me?”

Adorjan went back to the door and he focused on the door nob. He tried to remember what his yaya had taught him. He could hear Amorisa move closer to him and time was running out.

“What are you trying to do?” She said through a laugh. “No one can get out of my spell.”

One more second and he heard the click. Amorisa stopped when she saw the door open.

Adorjan gabbed his bag and ran out of the house and looked at her from the other side of the gate.

Amorisa tried to go after Adorjan but once she stepped out from the house she screamed.

“What deal did you make? You sold your life away and you were willing to drain me for what?”

Amorisa turned and slammed the door behind her. Adorjan did not think he wouldn’t have someplace to stay. He made his way back to the dock and luck had it that the twins boat was still there. Now the catch was to figure out where they were.

Adorjan decided just to wait for them on the boat. He found a stop where he placed his satchel down so he could rest his head. He never slept heavy so someone thinking that they could creep up on him will be surprised.

He looked up at the sky and thought of his mother and his yaya. Their teachings saved his life. He never thought he would have to worry about his own family trying to kill him.

As he bagan to doze off a bird flew off towards the moon. “Odd. I would never guess that black birds flew so far across the sea.”

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The bird flew to its mistress to inform her of what the abomination was up to. Abella recovered from the atrocities that was inflicted on her by the ancient.

She was seething from her anger towards how Makalo. The way he acted as if she caused this on her self. She did not have a child with a human or another vampire, he did.

“Mother, I need to speak to you.”

Abella’s bedroom door was swung opened wide as a young woman with deep, crimson hair that cascade down her exposed shoulders.  A set of perfect bowed lips painted as if she used paint lacquer on them. The shine from it drew attention. But nothing could take away from her eye’s. There was no denying that she was the daughter of Makalo.

“What is it?”

“I want to go to the village tonight. Niece told me that unless you give the ok I can not go.”

“That is correct.”

“Really mother?” She said sarcastically

“I am a pure blood. I am stronger that a horse, let alone a mortal. I want a sip of fresh blood. We have not gone out in ages and I crave it.”

Abella knew how strong she was and that frightened her. Everyone dare not tell her that she killed her true mother or face the rath of the prince. She came to love her as if she had her, herself.

“We shall go tomorrow night. I want to take you some place special. Can you wait until then?”

“Special?” Her eyes showed her brain mulling things over. “Okay I can wait another night.”

“Until then have you decided who you want to mate?”

“Not this again. I am to young and I am just enjoying being. I don’t want to be ruled over. I am going to the gardens. I will see you tomorrow then mother.”

She leaned over and she could smell that niece rubbed roses through her hair as she gave her a kiss on the cheek. As she turned to leave the black bird flew through the window. The young vampire was not surprised to see the bird. She thought that was her mother’s weakness. Her dependency on those beasts. She stormed off the same way as she walked in. In a storm

” Now tell me what you know.” Abella commanded the bird.

So Adorjan narrowly missed getting killed. The red-head is holding to her nature and Abella is not letting up. If you like please star it and comment. Until next time. Fia xoxox

The call of the Dhampir chpt 5

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“That sounds good.”

“I fail to get your name?”

“So sorry, My name is Adorjan Szabo.”

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

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

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

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

“Is there something wrong with you?”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“No there is not. Why do you ask?”

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

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

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

“I’m Adorjan and your name is?”

“Creya. Well goodnight bed fellow.”

“Goodnight Creya.”

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

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

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

Brinx looked at him as if he had two heads.

“So you met Brinx?”

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

“I see and how much did he charge?”

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

“Ten pence.”

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

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

Brinx climbed aboard and walked pass his brother.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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The call of Dhampir chpt4

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Makalo felt the shift in the house when Abella returned. He was in his library sitting on his ninetieth century throne when the shift occurred.

He put down his memoir of his life two centuries ago and rose from his comfort to greet his absent mate. He could have waited until she fully recovered from the ordeal she had to endure, but why she he? There was no love between them that he had to show such compassion.

He went to her chamber to be met face to face with her trusted guard who seemed a bit (ashined) himself.

“Is Abella awake?”

“the guard bowed and answered, ” No my prince.”

“That is alright. You may leave and feed. I do not seem to recall your name?”

“I am Artimus Cello, my prince.”

“Who sired you?”

“Abella, my prince.”

He nodded with understanding and walked past him opening the door to her chamber. Abella was laid out straight with her dark chestnut hair around her. Her pallor was grey and yet he felt no compassion towards her.

“Awaken Abella.” He commanded.

Abella slowly opened her eye’s to the prince’s command.

“I hear that you visited the ancient to get some information.”

Abella tried her best to sit up but her body felt heavy from the lack of blood.

“Yes.”

“was the price you paid equivalent to the information you received?”

She cast her eye’s down, knowing he knew the ordeal she went through.

“I should ignite the damn parchment. You gave yourself to what we consider an unclean ancient to kill my offspring. Yes I know what you retrieved.”

“Why should you car who I give myself too. You have not visited my bed in centuries. Instead you go to the cattle. Why punish me over something you are not interested in.”

“You are correct. I will never go to your bed. By law your infidelity is enough for me to kill you, but I gave my word to your father I would not.”

“You wont burn the parchment will you.”

Makalo looked at his mate with a look of pure anger and disgust.

“I will not burn the parchment. I will let things go as written.”

Adella kept her eye’s casted down as she whispered,” What have I ever done to you to hate me so much?”

“You really want that answer?”

“Yes,my prince.”

“You were created.” He turned around and walk toward the door. “I will allow this transgression once. Do you understand?”

“Yes” she whispered with her head still bowed. She would have shed tears if she was not drained.

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I feel as if I have not given you the necessary back ground information on the mating of Makalo and Abella. That story needs it’s own blog to give you the complete synopsis. But I will tell you that the mating of the two was arranged and enforced by the former Prince Lacume. He wanted a unification of the second strongest vampire nests in the world. Makalo had his sights on Nikila. Abella’s youngest sister. They had met secretly and planned to make the announcement of their mating. Abella found out and secretly planned the death of her youngest sister, Makalo’s first and only love.

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Adorjan walked endlessly in the woods around the small towns. Making sure not to go onto property and spooking the animals.

He slept sparingly. He did not need much sleep as his sire but he also did not sleep as much as his mother. He ate what he trapped and cooked the meat. Never well done just a slight char to give it flavor.

When he did sleep he rarely dreamed. Unfortunately, tonight was not one of them. He was walking down what looked like a dark hall. At the end of the hall was a small glass floating in the center of a square room.

The light that was being cast was from a candle at the far left of the room. H walked up to the bowl and inside was a clear order less fluid. He took it and drank. Instantly is insides burned and his eyes bled.

Adorjan woke with a start. He knew that was a foreboding as his yaya would say. He made a note to remember the dream. His life may depend on it.

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The call of Dhampir chpt.3 (Adult)

Posted on by Fia Naturie

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The night wraps around the undead like a silken sheet, that slowly caresses and transitions with their every move.

A slight shift disrupted the serene night. Everyone felt and knew “He” was approaching. The newly turned made their way to their rooms and the older vampire’s stayed to greet the prince.

Makalo decided to enter his home through Abella’s chambers. He wanted to see what his mate was up to. Once he regained his form from being a shapeless mist. He knew that Abella not being in her chamber did not bode well for her victim.

A slight movement to his right alerted him of being watched.

“Mimi appear before me.”

A little spider crawled above the prince’s head and slowly lowered itself before him. The spider took it’s the original form of a young woman at the age of sixteen. Eye’s still full of innocents that had long gone. Skin soft and plump. Lips slightly off with full bottom lip and a nearly non existent top.

“Why are you in Abella’s chambers?”

“I was keeping an eye on her for you.”

“I do not remember assigning you to keep watch.” Looking intensely at her.

“No my prince. I just thought….”

“What has Abella been up to now?”

“She went to the ancient. Her guard informed her of a spell to break the protective barrier around your dhampir.”

He stood there letting the information sink in. He knew her hatred for his indiscretion with the human consumed her, but to what end will she not go to kill, Adorjan?

“When did she leave?”

“Over an hour ago.”

“She will learn the price to pay for information from that ancient.” She walked toward the door past Mimi.

“No more spying, but you have improved in skill.” that was all he said as he walked away.

Mimi will follow his order but was illated for the slight compliment he had given to her.

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Abella looked at the bed covered with red and gold cloths. She removed her clothing and went to lie on it.

As her body laid completely down on the soft sheets. Several steel bars looped around her wrists, arms, knees, and ankles. It burned at her flesh but she refused to scream.

“There is no need for this. I will not leave before our bargain is done.”

“Do not say things that will not happen.”

Abella did not understand what he meant. She made a deal and she never backs out of anything she had agreed to.

The Ancient walked close to the bed and began to disrobe. His power was immense. He hid behind it so she did not see his true form.

The body she witnessed was well formed with a flattened stomach and strong thighs. His manhood was impressive yet not aroused.

“I guard you against my form now. But once the act between us starts you will see what is hidden before you.”

He levitated above her nude body and slowly lowered himself on to her. He began with a kiss or two on the neck. She felt a sting on her thigh, then another on her hip. The stings began to turn to pain when multiple punctures were being administered to her body.

She had not screamed in centuries. She endured many agonizing ordeals to her body, yet she had never felt this. She finally looked at the ancient that was laying on her and the sight demanded her fear and blood-curdling screams.

His body housed over a hundred smallmouths all with tiny fangs piercing her flesh and suckling the flowing dark blood. Once the realization sunk in. He entered her moist cavern with one thrust. The amount of blood he had taken from her body engorged his now aroused shaft.

Abella screamed as tears of blood flowed from her eyes. He took possession of her flesh and coveted her blood. The consummation went on for an hour. His member did damage her inside as his teeth damaged the outer shell.

The ancient rose off her body and all the tiny teeth dislodged from her flesh as the bargain had been satisfied. The metal holdings released her. Her used body could not move from lack of blood.

“I will call your guard in so you can feed. Once you are satisfied to leave. The parchment will be waiting for you outside. If you should need more information, please feel free to bargain again.”

The Ancient glided out of the room as she lied there. No thoughts came to her. All she could do was endure the pain that seemed to continue after the deed was done. The guard ran in and stopped at the sight of Abella. Every inch was covered with bites and dried dark blood. He approaches and bit his wrist to feed her.

She drank hungrily and fainted from exhaustion. The wounds heald slowly. The guard dress and carried her out. He seen the parchment tied in a black bow hanging from a limb of small spruce.

Abella slept soundlessly as only the dead can.

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