Lilith is gone!
Breyden has taken her with him, god knows where, but I fear that she will not make it past sunrise, perhaps, but definitely not past noon come tomorrow. I am sad to say that I have no idea where to begin and find her. Breyden was not a man that spoke openly about sentimental things, so there is no way of knowing where he would be taking her in the first place. I only do hope that he does not try and heal her, for it will be a far greater death that she will suffer than if she just dies as a Vampire.
Now, it does not go to say that I am not going to look for her. I have one little matter I have to attend to then I will be planning our next move. While I am dealing with Anastasia, I am sure that Edward and Roberto can find some clues in their quarters.
So after giving my orders, while the Windchaser boys freshen up, I follow a very nervous Anastasia to our very own quarters. Well, this woman is about to get it, and god, that I promise. She shall wi
Anastasia has grown furious with me.I watch her while I am busy dressing; she has that aura about her when she is raging mad. She glows hot, not with fury, but she has, unlike I have ever experienced with a woman before, but she grows very aroused when she finds herself angered.Now the woman's blood is boiling and what else is boiling is that ache between her legs that I only but satisfied a few moments ago. But I have business to attend to, and she is now only but becoming a distraction to me.I do wish that I could listen to myself at the present time, calling my wife a distraction. Yet, as she rises from bed and makes her way to the far side closet to do what I assume is to dress, which I believe is rather fruitless for when I return, I will remove whatever she finds herself wearing.But now, not only has she grown rather aroused, but she has not got my very own blood boiling again.So it is with a rather tortured grind of the teet
It is said that it is near damn impossible to hunt an Angel.If you find yourself being one, then you can sense the power of another from miles away. Well, none of us present in the kitchen are one. This is going to make finding Breyden and Lilith rather difficult. The only way that we shall find them is if we have knowledge of the places that Breyden holds dear to heart, and I somehow think that he is not about to take Lilith to the States, in fact, the very place that means a great deal to him in New York City.So the question here among the Windchaser brothers is only one, "Are we heading to the Big Apple?" I hear as a very enthusiastic Connor speaks from where he is sitting in the corner. His brother Ethan is scanning the news for any strange killings that have happened in the past hour.Now I have not heard the end of wasting the past hour, as Connor, so shamelessly said, I was punishing my beloved. Well, perhaps I was. But as I left the room, she was still
After a rather eventful flight, we are setting our feet on the ground at JFK airport in New York City. The entire trip was rather stressful for me as I not only had to endure the torture of a raging hard-on caused by a little-less-clothed beloved than usual, but there was the fear that I would be discovered on what can be called someone else's turf that had me greatly worried as well.Now only if I thought that only one of these would come to Connor's attention; I was sadly mistaken for; next, he is pulling me to the side as we make our way through the airport. "Sebastian," I hear the urgent concern in his voice as he speaks under a hushed voice, "Something has you by the balls; what is up? And don't even bother to lie to me because the shit is written over your face." But then he pauses for a brief moment, "And I am not talking about that pained expression that dear Anastasia has been causing."Well, I can only but burst out in a fit of laughter, much to the annoyance
There is a thunderous raw that comes from above as the skies turn bright and light up the darkness of the alley. There is a voice that is coming from the center of where all the chaos is coming from, though it is not clear what is being said. Though what can be felt is that the heat is slowly turning up as this hazy fog of light seems to be coming closer to us now.I can, by the looks of the faces of Connor and Ethan, tell that they know exactly what is about to happen, but as for the rest of us, well, we are firmly under the impression that today we shall meet our fate. Just when I thought that I would not experience anything new around these boys, well, they never fail to bring something different to the table.So we are standing in angst, waiting to be blown to shreds or, even worse, perhaps being eaten alive. Now we have just been down this road but a day before. I truly do not have the desire to die today. So being the only one that dares to move an in
It is with determination that we descend on the small hotel room that is covered under darkness. There has been no sight of the living for the five minutes that we have been standing and surveying our surroundings.Now it is fully expected for Breyden to have cast a spell in the effort to warn us off from entering. Yet the question begs, would he be expecting us to find him out in these parts of the City, let alone in New York City.So it is with one cautious step after the other that the red door is now fast approaching. Though what else will be on the fast-burning side will be the fact that Breyden would have sensed the presence of another Angel by now.Though he is not aware that Cass is friends with the Windchaser brothers, so he shall perhaps not even bother to explore why another Angel finds himself in the same surroundings. So it is with this hope that Cass will be the one that shall, at first, try to knock with the attempt to get Breyden to open. S
In one rather less than spectacular showdown between Cass and Breyden, we are left to leave without what we have come here for. The question now begs, what will be Breyden's next move? Shall he stay in New York now that he knows that we are here, or shall he move on to another city? Well, the Breyden I know shall do both. We are hoping that he shall remain where he feels the most at home and will continue to heal Lilith.From what I had sensed, she is still very much in pain. I do not believe that her wounds are healed, let alone that they are very close to being healed either. Breyden has, until thus far, unsuccessfully healed her the natural Vampire way. But also taken, depending on how accurate Ethan's information is, Breyden has only taken one human so far. This means that Lilith's life is still very much in danger, and she is soon running out of her options to remain alive.Now remain alive is one thing that we are set to do ourselves at the present moment. It has
I do not fear any man, let alone any Vampire.But, and do I even wish to start, there is something that is staring me in the face that I have not anticipated to encounter tonight. What my dear old Vampire friend has seemed to acquire himself over the years is, in fact, a rare kind of Vampire that there is to tame.So to say that I can fight my way out of this one to save my beloved and the rest of the group from a fate that they will soon face, well, I am purely outnumbered in this one. I can for certain say that my strength can gain me an advantage, but not when I will have so many coming at me at the same time.Yet, I can, and it is with this very thought in mind, that I take my stance, ready to take on the first man that lays his hand on me. Though all I am staring at is a group of Vampires with bloodshot eyes standing next to their Master, waiting for him to give the sign that they can proceed to rain down on me.But, I am starting to lean to the fact
Slowly my eyes flicker open as I am being forced out of the van. I stumble in what is just mud at my feet, with rain pounding down onto my skin. With much force, they drag me to an entrance; the door slowly creaks open, and I can smell something that has been rotten in here for days.Just as we step through the door of what seems like an old basement, everything goes black…I wake up.My head is pounding.It is throbbing.But before I can even think of opening my eyes, there is a blow to my head."Goddammit!" My voice echoes to the corners of the basement, bouncing back off the walls.Then next, there is another blow to my head.I am out.Then I wake up again. I shake my head and soon become aware of my surroundings. I have a blindfold on, tied on a bit too tightly. I am tied to what feels like a pole; it is cold and smooth to the touch. My feet are tied to the chair that I am sitting on, which is probably tied to