{B.I.R. Conterie} Do you bleed 7

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My incisors were hurting my gums. I was trying not to think of the hunger. It’s been hours since I fed and those two were starting to smell delicious.

After driving for what felt like an eternity. She finally got them to a safe house out side of town. It was hidden from anyone’s view. You could not spot it from above or ground level.

I walked in and lit the lanterns so we can all see.

“You have to be kidding me. No electricity?”

“None. Be happy that I do have indoor plumbing. There are two bedrooms. Get some rest tonight. When I wake you will be leaving.”

“Now you wait a minute. Our lives are not yours to boss around. We deserve the right to know what this blood jewel is and why is it more important than our well being.” He demanded

I looked at him as my stomach balled into a knot. He has never been around our kind or else he would know that I was barely keeping it together.

“We will talk when I return.”

“Wait ,were hungry.” She said as her brother grabbed my arm. I let out a low guttural growl that made him let go.

“I have stayed here a little to long. I am trying not to rip your throats out but you are pushing me.” I said as I charged out the door. I felt sorry for anyone in the five to ten mile radius. I was wild with hunger and if those two were not off limits to me, I would have had them both.

I walked out of the door and my senses reached out for miles for a meal. I made sure that no one was around when I speed off into the distance. I heard the plan they hatched up about leaving and taking the car. They will be dealt with when I return but l also wanted them to learn that their lives will never again be safe again. Hard lesson to learn.

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“Listen it’s been twenty minutes. We need to go now if we want to get out of this situation.” Ronnie told his sister.

Her eyes were red from the amount of tears that fell from them. He wanted to feel sorry for his sister but he wasn’t. This was not the first time that she gotten them into a situation that he should not be involved in.

She was a magnet for bad new, the problem is that she liked to drag him into her situations. This time he could die. All the hole marks in his skin had his adrenaline pumping. He needed to go.

Opening the door and seeing that she was no where near . Ran to the car and hoped in. His sister was on his heels. He knew she left the key to the car inside. He laughed when the thought of self preservation was more powerful than her threats.

“They will find us.” Luisa said

“You know I should kick you out of the car. I have scabs on my body that I am trying not to focus too much on since they definatly look like puncture marks. Why do you have to get me into this shit?”

She started to cry harder and he was about to loss his patience.

“I’m sorry. I wanted to see if this guy was truly family. We’ve been alone for so long.”

It bothered him that she still looked for family. He never wanted to know if they had any alive. Since they didn’t care if they were.

“Look were going to get some place where we can ditch the car, get something to eat and we have to be on the run again.”

She wiped her eyes and stopped the water works finally. He needed quiet so he could focus.

They drove until they seen a motel. It was a dive but he needed to rest and eat. he was feeling light headed but he did not want to worry his sister.

He seen that right next to the place was a chicken place. That will hit the spot.

“Louisa go get us something to eat. I will get us a room and meet back at the car ok?”

She nodded and left.

He estimated they had been driving for an hour. That is enough time time to get some distance between then and the vamp.

They met back at the car and went to room 429. It had a double bed and a bathroom. It was good enough. He wanted to eat and sleep for a couple of hours before they left again.

They were exhausted. He fell asleep right after eating. He had a dream that he was being surrounded by faces that had teeth but no eyes. One approached him and was about to bite when he woke to see Jacqueline sitting by the window watching them sleep.

“How?”

“I will always find you.”

He noticed that her eyes were black. Is this how they look when they feed?

“Since we all ate. I will allow you to rest for a couple of hours more. We leave at dawn.

“Do you rest in the day.”

“I’m special. I never truly rest.”

That made his heart drop as he laid his head back down on the flat pillow.

Hello my fire starters. Sorry for the delay in the Do you bleed story. They tried to run. Would you try to escape or accept your fate. Let me know. Until next we burn. Fia XOXO

{B.I R. Coterie} Do you bleed pt 2

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Leaving that closed in space of Angelica place, was something to be grateful for. Except if I wasn’t so picky I would have bed down inside for the day. My arms feel exactly what they are. Appendages on a walking corpse.

As the sun climbs higher I feel the weight of my bones. The fabric irritates my thin skin and the once an hour thump from my shriveled heart is like a base drum that was crashed into.

I hear the start of people waking and doing a number of things to their bodies. I hear three children crying for their mothers nip. I hear a whispered call to a hidden lover as the present lover is ablivious to it.

One thing about death, it has perks. I finally made it to my dark beauty. My Lamborghinis. She drives as if she had no engine. Quiet and quick. I sat inside and sped off down the roads before I stupidly damage my self with the sun.

“Why did I say I keep him alive?” I said to myself. I knew why because Gage asked me. the only living soul who has a trace of my blood flowing through him. To bad my line may end with him and his lover that lays in Angelica’s room.

Three generation’s ago, before I was given this new life. I had a half sister and brother. Marcellus and Calais were twins. Calais was married off to the high official at the time and Marcellus joined a revolution. What ever the revolution that was happening he joined. I believed it was due to my father, Marcellus Duponet. He was a ruthless bastard and I was so happy to rip his heart out.

That was a kill that had to have happened, but it was a mistake in letting Calais witness it. After that I was chased away, with the threat if I ever returned I will be burned.

I was not yet reborn. I killed him because I could not stand the screams I heard from my mother at he took his pleasure with her tears. I ran for hours and collapsed near a tree. I was so exhausted that I did not realize where I had run too. I just slept.

I woke in pitch darkness, yet I feared nothing. I guess that is what happens when you take a life. It is like you are removing yours. I looked around and I was still sitting on soil but not in the woods and not leaning against a tree. It was a wooden wall.

“Ahh you have awaken and at the perfect time, dusk.”

That was the beginning of the end of Martine Dupont, the girl who loved her mother so much, she killed for her.

Mmmm, Fire and intrigue is building. This is just a taste of Jacqueline past. It does get juicy. Let me know if your curiosity is peeked.

What’s Up Fia???

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Hello to all my fire starters. You may have noticed that I have put all my stories on hold. It is due to my writing my books. These books will be coming out this year.

This blog will definatly have a change to it when I am on. You will get the stories and I wanted to give you wicked Wednesday but the questions seem to be repetitive. So that will be gone. A few surprizes are in the works and I will let you know about them at least a week or two before they take place.

So, No. Your girl Fia is not going anywhere. I will be returning with new stories and news. Until we meet again. Keep the fire burning and those matches lit.

A Secret Kiss (part 2)

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Alexandra Munchunt is a woman who normally does things by the seat of her pants. She never had to worry about responsibilities that people of her age normally had to.

At the age of forty and looking every bit as if she was in her thirties, she had graced the cover of a well known fashion magazines. Once her father had passes away, she became the soul owner of a jewelry company. In the will, it said it was actually left to her husband, her father had hoped for. Her father did not believe she had a head for business but she proved him wrong and has been running the, “Munchunt Co.” for over seven years.

She does have a problem though. She has a sticky fingers. Which brought her into the predicament that she was in. She accidently borrowed a rare jewel from the sheikh of Dubai. She did not realize that it was a jewel that was given to him by his dead grandmother. Now he has made it a mission to retrieve it back from her.

She would gladly give it back but he was not known to be forgiving and she feared that he would take the hand or her life for her thievery.

Alex decided to go to an old lover, Barry Walter and see if he could get her out of this problem.

Walking into Barry’s office she knew he pulled out the best for her. His assistant Jose was exceptional at anticipating what was needed at the right moment.

She noticed that Jose looked a bit annoyed.

“Jose is there a problem?” she asked startling out of her thoughts. Which was a definite sign that she was not her self.

“Oh no I am sorry Miss. Muchunt. Mr.Walter’s is waiting for you.” Giving her a smile that she knew that was not genuine.

“Miss. Muchunt? I told you to call me Alex. Now I will not step one more foot inside without you telling me what has created that unibrow on your normally attractive face.”

Jose looked at her with a stunned by her statement. ‘Maybe that was too much?’ Alex thought.

At that moment Mitchel walked in with his usual GQ look and Jose’s unibrow reappeared.

“Where were you Alex? You wanted my help but I could not find you.” He said low and through clenched teeth.

“Have you two met?”

“Yes” Jose said.

He just looked her over again and did not reply. Alex watched the exchange between the two. She wanted to laugh due to the obvious chemistry that was bruing that neither one of them care to admit.

The door to Barry’s office opened and there he was. Barry Walter all of forty five and still looking as mouth watering as ever. Too bad he was off the market.

“Alex please come in.” He said with a smile.

“Mitchel wait out here for me and stop staring at her as if you would put her over your knee and spank her.”

That statement took Jose out of her sour mood and made Mitchel loose his train of thought.

“Barry thank you for seeing me today….” Alex said as she walked into the office leaving the two to hash out their differences.

Mitchel

“I am going to kill Alex when we get in the car. Why would she say that to that, that assistant of Barry’s?

“Would you like some coffee or tea while you wait?” she asked with no real inflection in her voice.

“Coffee please, with almond milk and three stevia packets.”

He knew no office was that stocked and he wanted to annoy.. what was her name again?

To his surprise she gave him exactly what he asked for and it was at the perfect temperature.

She went to her desk and started busing herself so she would not have to look at him.

“Listen I may have come off a bit abrupt and I apologize for that.” Not that he wanted to apologize but he was not mad at her, it was more towards himself for doing this favor.

Jose looked up and her eye’s still seemed a bit strange to him. Not natural in the least.

“Forgive me but do you have issue’s with your eye sight?”

He noticed that she looked away from him quickly. She bit her lower lip deciding whether or not to tell him.

“I do not have an issue with my vision but I have one blue eye and one brown and it tends to draw attention I do not want.”

Mitchel looked at her envisioning how would she look like with the one blue and one brown. She had attractive features. Soft jaw line. A perfect pout that she brought to life by nibbling on them. Nice length of hair that would be perfect for… Before he could finish his train of thought something loud crashed and it came from Barry’s office.

Mitchel went straight inside to see Barry laying hunched over a chair and Alex no where to be found. Mitchel checked Barry to see if he was breathing and he was.

“What did Alex do now?” Mitchel said out loud not realizing that Jose could hear him. He also did not notice that the assistant was bending over picking up a piece of paper.

“I think you should call the police. Alex has been kidnapped.” She said to him in a calm tone.

Jose

Why did she have to be here today? Not only did she grit her teeth and dealt with Sir Mitchel professionally and answered his probing question. But now she was involved in a kidnapping.

“Give that to me.” He demanded.

Jose walked over to him and gave him the paper. then she went to the phone to dial the police.

“Put the phone down.”

“Hello, police—-“

Mitchel snatched the phone out of her hand and hung it up.

“Why?”

“I will take care of this. You take care of Mr. Walter.”

“You are not the police.”

“I’m better.”

With that said he left her to take care of a now moaning Barry. She was really getting tired of Sir. Mitchel.

‘I’m better.” She said under her breath.

I hope you are all liking this new post. If so let me know.Comment and follow. Until next we burn up the page. Fia oxox

Update on writing posts!

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So the story I just started call How many times must I die. Will be changed to Seven Deaths. It suits the story line better. Also you will see that I posts different pics of the character and you may get confused as to why I switch the main character looks. That will be explained as well in the  story.

As for The Call of the Dhampir I am at the mid to end point of that story so do not worry I did not drop the ball. It is taking time to figure out where everyone will end up.

As always I do love feed backs and star if you like what I have written. Other surprises will be announced. I am so excited.

Until next we meet. Keep it burning. (I do not own picture)

The door opens (Tcotd23)

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Adorjan stood before the gate with the three locks. It was rusted and foliage had over grown all around it. Ukr stood his distance so Adorjan can have space to figure out the first obstacles.

It should not be hard he thought. He needed to find the key first and then figure out which one it would fit in too. He started to look around on the ground. Move little rocks and pushed the bushes to the side. Still he could not find the key.

This was not going to be as simple as that he thought he Staring at the door he noticed that one of the key holes was designed differently. It looked similar to canine teeth. He reached out and glided his finger across it. He felt a sharp pain before pulling his finger back.

There was two holes on the pad of his finger that was pooling with his blood. He was tempted to put his finger in his mouth to suck his blood but the key whole looked as if it wanted the blood that was coming from his finger.

Adorjan dripped some blood down the face of it and he heard a bolt unlock. So his blood was the key to opening the door. The door creaked open as all heavy old doors do when they were not maintained.

He looked back at okr and nodded his head to let him know he was going to continue. Once Adorjan entered the deathly dark tunnel he had gotten a scent of spoiled eggs. 

“What could possibly give off that smell?” He whispered to himself. He moved further in and the sides of the tunnel lite up with blue fire. He never seen blue fire before. How was it created was definatly unnatural.

He moved further down the tunnel only to step in a gelatinous muck on the ground. It gave off the smell of rotting eggs. He looked around to discover  skin that was sheaded off a beings body.

He continued to walk further in. A low murmuring was just a head. He had not weapon to fight what could out to greet him. Further, and further in he went the sound became louder and louder.

He came upon a room. The room had a large animal sleeping in the center of it. Adorjan decided to try to get around it to get to the other tunnel opening behind it. The animal opened it’s eyes.

Adojan froze. The eyes was clear as glass.  The beast stood. It was fifteen feet in height and it’s fangs were a foot long. The skin reminded him of the lizard that roamed around in the woods but it’s head resembled a cat. It was the most horrific looking animal that was ever created. But the question is how to get past the beast without getting those teeth sunk into him.

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As the party waned and the guest left. She could not stop thinking of her betroth. He was attractive, playful, seductive and brutally honest. Could she be able to satisfy such a man?

She had a lot to think about but not tonight. She decided to enjoy what was left of the feast ivies.

“Are you happy with you match?” That was the most Makalo said to her all evening. It did look like he really wanted her input.

“Well whether I like it or not I will become his wife.”

“You are correct.”

She wanted to storm off but that would make the family look awful.

“He is suitable.”

“That is good. I will be leaving you to attend to the rest of the guest. You are old enough to handle this.”

She was stunned that he would do such a thing. But he turned and left. This was a test. She can not fail at.

Sorry for the long wait. I have so many logs on the fire it takes time to get to all of them. Please like and follow if you are enjoying the story. Until next time this is Fia saying keep the fires burning.

Fia’s update!

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Hello my fire starters. I am so sorry I have been MIA for a bit. But I did announce that I would not be on so much.

I had an couple of personal events that has burned up my time. Do not get me wrong, I like the heat.(wink)

I am hoping to get back on track in another month or two. Until then I will keep you in the mix. Until next we read, which will be shortly.

Keep the fires stoke, because Fia likes a wild fire.

What is up with Fia?

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Hello my fire starters. I hope all of you are keeping that fire burning. I wanted to give you all a bit of what are you are up to post.

So I am trying my hand at murder, mystery story. I do not want any of my followers to think I am going to stop writing my fantasy, or erotic stories. At the moment I have invested a lot of my time in a fantasy mystery book. Which I hope to finish by the end of spring.

But “The Eight O’clock Train” post seemed to want to come out. It is happening in today’s world. No fantasy ,so I am going to push my imagination to it’s  limits. Where will it go. ARRG!

The call of the Dhamper is still going and I am pleased with it. There is an end to that story but I am still developing the characters which is hard when I did not want it to go on too long. 

Also I will be announcing something very soon that I hope will be received by people well. We will see. Nothing ventured nothing gained. Right?

So that is all so far. Keep the fire burning Fire starters. Fia xoxo

Catch up with Fia day

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Hello fire starter’s. So you may have noticed that I have been a bit delayed on the call of the Dhampir short story and my wicked Wednesday. I do apologize for that. I will be posting the Dhamphir this weekend. Please keep watch for it.

I have been world building for a book that I will be working on very soon.

If you have been following me over the years you may have notice that I like to write : Erotica, Fantasy, and Science fiction with fantasy and Urban literature.  Normally I would write them from the seat of my pants. So technically I am a pantser. But that really is not a good way to go for me any more. Since I work full time I have to be realistic. So I have created plan on story building.

I can not say I am a 100% planner. I will have moments where the story will take over. But as long as I know where it will eventually end I’m happy.

I have created story maps that seems to work for me. There is one for short stories, like my blog post and one for books.

I will eventual post my map on writing a short erotic story if anyone is interested let me know. Now my style may not be your style but you can always tweak it to your preference. 

So that is log that is burning on my fire right now. Until next time. Keep it burning. Fia xoxox