“What is the point of dredging up all the memories?” asked Camilla. She looked calm enough but she was more than enough upset to understand that she had not been a nice person in her past lives and had hated and tortured and the Priestess looked at her and smiled.
“You are the one with the power of death in your hands. You have killed, you have judged, you have hated people and made them hate you. I am just trying to show you that all this darkness that lurks in you does not come in for no reason. There is a reason for it and that it is only because of all that you have done. Things may have happened to you in this life, all the bad things and evil things maybe but your soul is the old one, the same one which has done all the bad things. Finally it has caught up with you in this life. All this lingering darkness inside you, they are here for a reason Camilla and I think that you are supposed to use that darkness for a reason and purpose.”
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The husk's cock invaded deeper into her. It felt like it was taking minutes to push into her, but in reality, it was only a matter of seconds. The cold hands tightened around her trapping her and leaving her at the hordes' mercy. The cock sunk into her, splitting her full asscheeks. The creature worked inside deeper and deeper into her, making her cry out even louder. He felt impossibly big inside of her, she couldn't imagine a cock as big as his even fitting inside of her, but somehow it did.Then his hips smacked against her ass and he was inside of her completely. Both husks were buried in her up to their balls. Even the husk with his cock down her throat pulled her in close. The feeling was otherworldly, Alicia felt completely filled up. It took her a few moments to adjust to the new feeling but when she finally did it felt amazing. She couldn't believe how good it felt. The three cocks were impossibly deep in her, it was perfect.As one the husks began to pump the
"Prodigious birth of love it is to me, that I should love a loathed enemy"~ William Shakespeare, "Romeo & Juliet", act I, scene V******"I'm hungry."The black-haired boy stopped walking, and looked at his female companion."I reeeaaaally need something to eat," Lucy complained.Justin sighed."Fine. Where?"She looked towards a dark alleyway."That looks promising."Lucy ran into the alley, Justin slowly following. Lucy crouched on the side of a few trashcans, sniffing deeply. With a swift, cat-like motion, her arm shot out into the space between the cans. Lucy stood up, grinning. In her hand she held a large, struggling rat."Sorry, little buddy. You're out of luck tonight."Justin turned away with a disgusted grimace as she sank her teeth into the animal."Yuch," he said. "I'll never get used to that.""A girl's gotta eat," Lucy laughed, completely unembarrassed, and dropped the
Ean was stretched out on the bed in his room, staring absent-mindedly into the ceiling. For the first time in decades, his thoughts were not in order. A face was haunting them; a face with adorably messy black hair that fell over a pale forehead, and large eyes that were so light, yet so deep. And a name... Justin.A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts."Come in," he said without getting up.Codie entered; as always when she was alone with her son, she dropped her stern mask, and allowed her mouth to curve into a warm smile. She rolled his computer chair up next to the bed and sat down."I've explained to everybody that we are to avoid getting into fights with the Petulac.""Mmhm..."She looked at her son, forever twenty years old. She knew exactly what he was thinking. She hadn't shown it, but she'd seen him staring at Justin."I wonder who that human boy was that they had with them. It didn't seem like he was their prey. It's
"I'm sorry," Ean said gently. "I didn't mean to scare you.""It's... you," Justin said weakly.Ean smiled.A million different emotions began taking hold of Justin, among which fear, confusion and happiness were dominant. He began glancing around, afraid that someone from the mansion would discover them."Why are you here?" he asked. "If they find you here they'll kill you."Ean sat down next to him."Are you going to call them?"Justin vigorously shook his head, then fell off the bench in surprise as Ean disappeared from his place on the right side of the bench, then reappeared on the left."Again, I'm sorry," Ean said, concealing a grin as he helped Justin up. "But as you can see, I'm exceptionally fast and quiet, even for a vampire. It's my specialty.""I see," Justin said weakly as he leaned back on the bench.He looked at Ean. He was even more beautiful up close; that wild, brownish-red hair, those dark eyes.
"Are you sure? Do you really want that?""Yes," Justin whispered. "Lucy described to me what it's like. I want to try..."Justin bared his neck. Ean licked his lips."They will see the marks," he said."I will cover them. Please, Ean!"Ean's canines extended and sharpened. Carefully holding Justin he leaned down; placing the tips of his teeth at Justin's neck he took a deep breath and then pierced the skin, letting the warm blood flow into his mouth.Ean could hear Justin gasp and felt his hands grip his shoulders, but he knew it was from pleasure. Ean could taste all of Justin's feelings in his blood, and he felt so much love for himself that his eyes teared up. When he was done and had pulled out, he laid propped up on one elbow looking down at Justin. His beauty seemed to have suddenly doubled. Justin was smiling and breathing heavily."Are you all right?" Ean asked."Yes..." Justin's smile widened. "I never guessed it would
"Even if you do, you'll never make it out again. The others will tear you to pieces."Ean smiled grimly."That's my plan. Now let's go."They walked towards the mansion, Ean holding Adele in front of him. There was no one else in the garden, but as soon as they stepped inside the house they were noticed. Surprised shouts and yells of "Tenumago!" soon had them surrounded by vampires. Ean grinned at them."Come any closer and she's dead!"He pushed his claws in even deeper in her throat making blood trickle down her skin. The vampires backed away, knowing that he could tear her head off if he wanted to."Good. Now where's Percival?" he growled."Don't tell him!" Adele croaked."He's no match for Percival, Adele!" one vampire shouted. "In his office. Down that hall, last door on the right.""Much obliged. Now, all of you: get out!"The vampires hesitated, then did as they were told, reluctantly filing through the doo
The Ancient lowered her cup."Of course, there is more to this particular tea ceremony than merely drinking tea," she whispered, her kimono parting to allow Taiju a quick glimpse of her spotted but seemingly firm brown breasts.Taiju suspected as much. That was the reason he had climbed for five brutal days through the unforgiving mountains to reach the witch's aerie. It was told that Ancient had uncovered the secret of life and death. Some said she was 200 years old. Others said 1000. Most people of course said she didn't exist. No one who returned had ever been able to find her.The deep creases surrounding her eyes seemed to twinkle as she pulled the kanzashi from her hair, spilling her silver tresses down her back."If you wish to gain eternal life, then we must drink each other," she whispered and shrugged her shoulders, spilling her silk kimono onto the floor. She stood, shameless before him in her nakedness.His eyes were drawn to the white
Her eyes followed the red liquid as it flowed through the coiled plastic tubing and entered the glass collection beaker that was sitting on her laboratory table top. She needed 5 more milliliters of the stuff and then she could analyze its magical content and complete her thesis. Alison was a 24 year old master's student at the University of Sunderland and was apart of the first wave of bio-magical researchers that the kingdom of Sunderland had ever had. Wishing to stick to the traditional view that magic was a deep seated ability inseparable from the soul, most of the population refused to believe that there was a biological basis for their special abilities or that magic could be analyzed, quantified and experimentally manipulated.But Alison was about to prove them all wrong. The red liquid that was painstakingly dripping into the glass beaker was what she called Potion de feu, and was actually an extract of her own Fire magic. It had taken her four years to determine the