"Fuck fuck fuck!" He exclaimed. He pulled out of me and turned me around again, I was breathing heavily; panting. What was he going to do? He pushed me into a leapfrog position; a modified doggy style. I was standing by my hands and knees, him keeping my hips raised with my head and arms on the bed. My face stayed on the pillow, inhaling his scent. Ace plunges into me again, much harder than before. "Yow!" I cried. He didn't reply, his claws dug into my hips, probably bleeding but I was too far gone to care. The position created a deeper penetration for him as he rammed into me violently, not holding back his desire. He pounded into me harder while I screamed out with both pain and pleasure. I was going to be sore at dawn. Wanting to make him pump more, I reached my left hand between us and squeezed his balls. "Damn it!" He slammed harder into me, huffing as he rammed in with full energy. His sweat leaked on me, mixing up with mine and flowing down to the bed which was shaking violen

Marielle's father's home was a grey and leaf-green castle with a haunted pallid red sky and large dragons circling the castle below it. Ravens and gargoyles were the tenants of the exterior part of the castle. Soldiers of steel and metal guarded every single corner of the castle, guard dogs roaming around with their owners. It was such a beautiful castle it made me wonder if he was the king. Ace waved and spoke loudly to anyone and everyone, his hand on my waist all through. I was more quiet, finding comfort in looking at the blood-red floor. Of course, many people were looking at me. I was the strange girl with the fire-head prince. The party was going fine. Ace pulled me along to greet and meet everyone he knew. He even introduced me to my mother's family who I already knew because you know, they are my family. I introduced them to him when I took him along to the witch village to take my inheritance. Ace thought it was funny to reintroduce us. His wackiness is his charm. Sweet news

The elders yelled over each other's voices while the rest of the non-vampires watched them. Marinette closed her eyes and let her dark nature enfold her. From her body exploded dark energy and shadows, snuffing out the lights and blocking the light of the moon from getting in. Everywhere went silent with a thick fear, so solid a knife wouldn't be able to penetrate through. Never had they seen such in their entire lives. The shadows and shadow demons flew around them, cackling and giggling, some shouting the cries of the dead. Marinette stood tall in the air in her true form, a legless damsel with death in her hair, and poison in the tip of her tongue. Her pale bluish-white skin glowed in the midst of her darkness whirling around her feet as she levitated seven feet from the ground. "Upon you all I bring the victim to speak for herself," her voice echoed in the room, the icy deadly sound bouncing off the walls and dancing back to them, sending cold air down their spines and tingling on

Fate is the most mysterious force in existence, many say you can change it because it's destiny, but I don't think you can change it except you are wyrd to change your fate but yet again, there's the word, fate is included. I don't even know what I'm saying but I guess I'm right in what I'm saying. It was my destiny to stop so many deaths, the lame ass who got suffered was the one to save so many lives. I'm sure if those who suffered me to find out that I saved their lives, they would be gobsmacked. What have our lives been since then? Good question. Marielle graduated with the others while doing her queenly practice. Immediately after she graduated, she was fully crowned a queen and I must say she has been doing a splendid job. She built a beautiful tomb of pure gold and precious stones, there she buried the ashes of Ivy and Sibyl and buried their memories. The days of their death became an annual celebration for all vampires far and wide, a lovely celebration just for the vampire pr