Novels by Ghoulish_little_goblin

Charlotte was startled awake but she didn't know by what, she lay on her back staring up at the ceiling thinking about nothing in particular. A soft thud at the window drew her attention and she turned on her side to get a better look. She heard it again and sat up, rubbing her eyes as she strained to see the cause of the noise. The third time she heard it, she climbed out of bed and padded silently across the floor to the window. The moon was full and bright, its radiant light casting a warm bluish hue over everything below. Narrow beams of moonlight penetrated through the open curtains and Charlotte parted the curtains wide inviting more light to spill into the room. She stood in front of the window, staring at the balcony outside when movement from the corner of her eye caught her attention. She gasped, feeling her breath catch in her throat as her eyes focused on the figure standing at the very edge of the small balcony. He was half concealed by shadows and he was so still that

When Charlotte awoke later that morning, she spent the day in the library, researching Amahl, the king of the night demons. The vampires had an impressive library filled with books relating to every topic about the occult and supernatural and she spent the rest of the day reading everything she could find about Amahl and the night demons. She was so engrossed in her research that she didn't realize that it was already evening until Harris came to inform her that dinner was being served in the dining room. Entering the dining room, she found both Ender and Samael already seated, their eyes following her as she walked to take her seat. Feeling self-conscious and awkward, being in the presence of the vampires after having had sex with both brothers, she kept her eyes lowered and remained silent while eating her dinner. "How is your research going, sweet Charlotte?", Samael inquired, a sly smirk on his face. "Very well, actually, but I still have much to discover", she answered truthfu

Sébastien lay on his side, looking out the windows at the night sky as a faint breeze gently stirred the curtains and whispered softly through the room. Something had woken him, a feeling of deep foreboding gripped him and he knew that something had happened to his brother. He pushed himself up and sat on the edge of his bed, settling his legs on the floor as he ran a hand through his long, silken hair. He closed his eyes and cleared his mind, focusing his thoughts on Zeke until he could sense him through their shared blood bond. He drew in a sharp breath at the sudden feeling of pain that ebbed and flowed through his body, he was burning. Something was tight around his neck, burning through his skin and spreading like poison. He was struggling to breathe, his chest growing tighter and tighter with each labored breath. His wrists and ankles were bound with chains that bit at his flesh and burned him, the putrid stench of his own burning flesh filling him with nausea.&n

Samael grinned broadly, not making any attempt at hiding it, "You did say to take care of her". His brother glared at him, his blue eyes glinting under the lights before sighing heavily and turning to look out the windows as he rubbed his hand over his face. The silver-haired vampire lounged lazily in the chair, one of his legs hung over the armrest and his head resting precariously against the back of the chair with his eyes closed. He was still wearing his long, black coat and his black shirt and pants remained smoothly pressed inspite of his exhausted appearance and disheveled hair. "Rough night?", Samael teased while his eyes shone with concern for his younger brother, who only clicked his tongue and gave him a brief wave of his hand to indicate that he was fine."The Mother Superior was possessed, I tried to save her.......", Ender's voice trailed off, without explaining further, with Samael, he knew he didn't have to. Samael watched him, not saying anything as he

Samael had carried Charlotte out of the dining room and upstairs to his room where she now lay naked on his bed, her body bathed in perspiration and her silken, black hair spread out across his pillows. The vampire was lying naked between her legs, his head buried between her thighs as he licked and sucked her dripping wet sex until she came in his mouth while calling out his name. In time, Charlotte returned the favor, sucking his large cock while he fucked her mouth, almost gagging her before he shot his hot cum in her throat which she hungrily swallowed, feeding shamelessly off his orgasm.Where Ender had been gentle and considerate, allowing her to set the pace and take control when she wanted, Samael was rough and exerted a primal dominance over her, forcing her into submission. Both brothers were well endowed with thick, long cocks that they knew well how to use to evoke the most overwhelming feelings of pleasure but she had been right about Samael the first time

The Mother Superior stood swaying before Ender, her face twisted into a horrible grimace as her serpentine tongue slithered from between her lips, "Ender Tsekov, second son of Count Kyril Tsekov, the first being.......Samael""Is this the part where I'm supposed to be suitably impressed?", Ender snickered as he lounged nonchalantly in the chair. "It's going to take a helluva lot more than that to impress me""I don't fear you vampyre!", a sibilant whisper from the nun. "That is your second mistake", he shrugged as he studied his nails, not bothering to look at her, "Just tell me what I want to know and I'll consider making this quick". The demon sniggered, a grotesque sound, that seemed to echo in the confined space of the room but still, Ender remained unmoved, his interest focused only on his hands. "You can't save her, poor pathetic human! Four hundreds years has made you arrogant vampyre, but you know nothing of me and the power I wield", she hissed through clenche

As they walked together through the endless fog that seemed, to Merlin, to be alive with movement and the soft sounds of whispering and sighs, Merlin gradually began to feel at ease and she relaxed in the other woman’s company. Their arms were still firmly linked together and the weight of the singer’s arm through her own was comforting and reassuring and allowed Merlin to feel lightness that she hadn’t felt for quite some time. She could no longer hear the voices of the Ancestors, the sound having faded away as they walked further into the dense and roiling fog. Although she had no idea where they were going she didn’t feel either tense or apprehensive but rather she enjoyed the feeling of being free from the responsibilities that had just been thrust upon her.“You are as enchanting as any Cottard witch but perhaps more so…….we have waited a long time for you Merlin Cottard”, the older woman spoke, finally breaking the companionable silence.“What is your name?” Merlin responded.“I

Merlin and Zeke made their way through the cemetery with the moon hanging high in the sky, its pale light reflected off the stark white and grey of the tombstones while casting shadows under the overhanging branches of the trees. A slight breeze stirred and soughed softly through the trees, the sound almost like a breathless sigh that seemed to follow them as they weaved amongst the graves, making their way towards the tomb from their previous visit.The tomb loomed high above them, its white marble walls starkly visible in the darkened cemetery as the stone gargoyles peered down menacingly at them from the gabled roof. The temperature seemed to drop as they entered the tomb and Merlin shivered, glancing around at the smooth walls as Zeke moved assuredly ahead of her, his heightened senses enabling him to easily see in the semi-darkness inside the tomb. The walls gradually gave way to the ante chamber from earlier which was once again lit with burning torches that filled the chamber w

When Merlin eventually came to she found Zeke asleep beside her and faint moonlight spilling in through the open windows. Night had fallen while she had been passed out and she shuddered remembering what had occurred in the garden earlier that day. The images and voices from her head continued to swirl and dance filling her with dreaded anticipation for what was to come. Quietly getting out of bed so as not to wake him, she made her way to the bathroom and took a long, hot shower before returning to the bedroom.She was dressed and sitting at her dresser brushing her long, red hair when she saw in the mirror Zeke stirring and slowly open his eyes. He blinked and looked around before catching sight of her as a slow grin spread across his face. She knew that look and what it meant but right now she needed him to focus on something else but as he lifted the covers to reveal his throbbing desire for her, she couldn’t help but falter in her resolve.“Come back to bed babe”, his voice was w

When Merlin woke up the next morning she found the bed empty, Zeke had already gone downstairs to his office. She lay in bed and stretched lazily, snuggling back down under the covers as a faint memory began to stir in the back of her mind. The smell of cigarette smoke seemed to hang around her like an invisible fog and the acrid stench of stale beer and spilt alcohol reminiscent of a smoky backroom bar. Her eyes closed and her brows furrowed in concentration as she tried to focus on the mental image buried somewhere in her subconscious. A strange feeling of disquiet crept stealthily into her heart and she struggled to find the haunting memory that seemed to float just out of her reach.Minutes passed but still nothing and she groaned loudly and throwing back the covers, climbed out of the warm, soft bed and padded barefoot across the floor to the bathroom. Once inside she stripped off her clothes and stood under the shower, allowing the hot water to cascade over her in the hope that

It was late by the time they got to the mansion and everyone was already asleep. Most of the lights inside had been turned off, leaving the mansion cloaked in shadow. They entered through the front door and quietly made their way upstairs to the third floor. After a quick shower together, they were soon in bed, both of them falling into a deep sleep. As the night wore on, giving way to the early hours of the morning, Merlin began to dream. ******************************She found herself back in the bar that they had visited earlier that night but this time it was empty except for the singer from the jazz band. Instead of the crimson sheath that she had been wearing, she was dressed in a sequined, black dress and feathered boa, reminiscent of the 1920s. Sitting alone at a table, smoking through a slender cigarette holder while humming to herself, she watched Merlin through the cigarette smoke with lazy interest. Merlin walked cautiously toward her, as she scanned the rest of bar, c

Merlin was quiet as she thought about this, Zeke’s question had caught her off guard but it was hardly surprising. Although she was a directly descended from Angeline, there was something that disturbed her about the woman but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Aunt May had been adamant that she trust no one and Merlin took her advice seriously. But the question still remained, unanswered though it was. "What are you thinking?", Zeke’s voice broke through her thoughts. "I can't trust her.....I just don't know why", Merlin sighed and shook her head. "Trust your instincts, they've never been wrong"Merlin glanced at him and smiled, he was the only constant in her life right now and he could always make her feel better even in the worst situations. "I feel like there's something I'm missing, like a connection that I can't see and if I could only find it I'll have all the answers even without the grimoire""It'll come to you Merlin. Don't force it, you just need to relax and let

By the time Glenna came to fetch her from her room the next morning, Layla was already ready and waiting. They walked back down the two flights of stairs to the foyer before Glenna led her through a hall to the back and into the large, well-equipped kitchen where breakfast was already prepared.“Grab some breakfast, I’ll be with you in a few”, the housekeeper indicated a chair at the large dining table.Layla sat down and helped herself as other pack members began slowly trickling in to join her. She kept her head down and continued eating, trying to ignore the curious stares and whispers as everyone began to notice her.“Well if it isn’t the Alpha’s new pet slave”The voice made her look up from her plate to see a petite blond girl with startling blue eyes, surrounded by four other girls, standing over her and looking down at her with thinly disguised contempt. The girl was a beauty with her perfect features and body, and it was obvious from the way she carried herself that she was w

The drive to Black Water took almost three hours and Layla, having had only two hours sleep, drifted in and out of sleep while Gray sat beside her typing on his laptop. They had barely spoken for most of the trip after he had tried to make conversation but she had made it clear that she wasn’t in the mood for small talk. He glanced surreptitiously at her now, wondering what on earth Blake was up to sending his only daughter as a peace offering to his archenemy. The girl was barely eighteen and looked like a stiff breeze would blow her over and yet, she had a steely resolve and conviction, that made her stronger than she looked.He knew that Seth would never approve of this, it was an affront to his principles but Gray knew that Blake had done this deliberately to back him into a corner so that Seth could not refuse the offering. He sensed that Blake was up to something but would he really use his own daughter to carry out whatever devious plans he had for Seth. Gray knew that the man

Seth arrived at Silver Lake already in a bad mood, they had left Black Water late and had been further delayed by a punctured tire on the way and now they had to wait for the peace talks to begin. He hated waiting and he was against coming here from the start but his Beta Grayson had convinced him otherwise and now he stood glowering at him as he tried to lighten his mood by making an ill-timed joke. The Silver Lake Beta, Andrew, hurried towards them, apologizing profusely for the delay before ushering them into the large conference room.A long oval mahogany table dominated the center of the room with chairs lined along either side and two at either end, Seth was shown to one of these chairs and he sat down while impatiently looking around him. Grayson and the rest of his men filed in behind him and took seats beside him on either side of the table while representatives from the Silver Lake pack followed suit from another door at the other end of the room. Once everyone was seated, t

She followed the sounds to the living room and taking a deep breath, she pushed open the door and walked inside. The scene that greeted her was not unusual but it still choked her up every time she had to witness it, it was the one thing that she hated the most about being here, but one of many that she couldn’t change.Adrian was perched on the armrest of the couch while Alyssa sat on the couch beside him, her head resting against his chest as he she wept into his shirt, her anguished sobs filling the room and drifting into the hall outside. Layla moved to sit on the other end of the couch beside her and looked up at Adrian, whose face looked like it was carved from stone. His face was devoid of emotion but she could tell from the subtle clenching of his jaw and glittering intensity in his eyes that he was a seething mess of rage inside. Layla had witnessed this more times than she cared to remember and she felt a pang of guilt at the feeling of relief that, after tonight, she wouldn

Sunlight glinted off the swords as they whirled through the air and the sound of metal clashing against metal resounded across the open field. She grunted and pushed forward, watching and waiting for an opportunity to present itself, it was only a matter of time. She forced herself to be patient as she defended his attacks and continued pressing forward, until finally she saw it. He dropped his sword just a fraction but it was enough. Pushing upwards with her short swords, she dug her heels in the soft earth and using her weight, pushed him back hard, the sudden and unexpected movement sending his sword flying from his hand to land in the grass nearby. Using the momentum, she swung her swords back around, circling his neck with both blades.“Yield”“Fine, I yield”, he snapped, holding up his hands in mock surrender.“Layla”, a deep voice called from across the field and they both turned to see their father, Alpha Blake, coming across the training field towards them.“What’s he doing h