Diego's POV I wanted to drive to the medical center first, but I then decided to go home before going over to go see my father. I was confused, more than I had ever been in my life. My heart was heavy laden for the fact that Malia has been going through hell all those while, and at the same time relieved that I got to rescue her and her shit smelling pack member or whoever he was, and that certainly came with a price, a price that I might just find too hard to pay. I knew that I would be taken hostage on sight, there was no need for a second thought on that, so picking up a few things for dad became another criteria for going home; I'll at least give him a change of new clothes before being arrested. I drove my car in the wretched situation that it was in, amidst the wonder gaze of people, and was lucky enough to get to my place before running out of gas. I was tired, but the gentle meadow of the evening encouraged me. I walked myself to the door and opened it, only to hear
I told my father everything about Malia, how we met and how long we have been together and he was fascinated. I didn't bother to disclose the part where I killed her parents - that discussion was left for another day. " Look son, I'm happy that you feel this way about someone even though the person is not of our kind, I know that if your mother were to be a werewolf, I would have gone against hell and hades just to be with her. But I must warn you, such is forbidden of you, so you have to keep your relationship a secret and make sure that no member of our pride finds out", he was stern. And surely, he wasn't all knowing after all, if not he would have known about what happened like eighteen hours ago. " Well, there is a problem dad". " And what is the problem?" " It's actually a long story ". " Then make the story short ". I got up from the cushion to give him more space to run mad as he pleased when he eventually receives the news, because definitely he will run mad;
Patricia's POV I stared at the mirror, into my dazzling reflection. The ring light that circled the standing mirror did a marvelous work in brightening my aura. I picked up the mascara on the cupboard and gently brushed my lashes with it. I examined my face in the mirror and felt content. I picked the wine colored lipstick and smeared it on my lips, but on inspecting my face, I didn't like it, so I quickly wiped it off. I tried the peach red lipstick, it still wasn't giving me the look I wanted, I tried other red lipsticks - the blood red one, the faint red one, even the pink one, still none of them gave me that look I wanted, the look I didn't know but still yearned for, and not the red ones that kept making me look like The witch in the little mermaid movie. I wiped everything off, leaving my face bare with only the mascara. There was a chocolate bar at the side of the mirror, it was one of the products of the blood farm where Diego was currently working as the deputy manag
It was about thirty years ago. We had gone clubbing like we used to, and danced our hearts out while drinking our intestines to shreds. Derek couldn't hold his liquor anymore, so he told us he was going to leave early. I had wanted to use the restroom, but I guess I couldn't hold my liquor too, so instead of going into the women's restroom, I stupidly went into the men's restroom. I drunkenly banged at one of the toilets, throwing it wide open, only to find Derek gulping at some guy's cock as if his life depended on it - a funny, sexy way of discovering that your friend is into men. I expected him to stop, but it seemed as if they were either too drunk or in the heat of the moment to notice me, or even both, and so they continued with their sexual endeavor. I wasn't shocked, but at least I was surprised. Derek had never shown any tendency of being gay, and yet, there he was, sucking a guy's dick like a fucking bitch - I guess being gay wasn't only limited to femme guys. The
Malia's POV Even though my eyes were still closed, I could feel the splitting, painful sensation in my head. I slowly opened my eyes, gently adjusting my cones to adapt to the bright light. I looked around the place; it was a sitting room, a nicely furnished one with white sofas and white floors. I sat up, and the blanket that was over me fell out, revealing my breasts. I then remembered that I was even naked. I pulled the blanket and covered my body, and stood up to conduct a more thorough inspection of the place. I wondered if it was Diego's house, but I wasn't so fast to conclude since I couldn't perceive any vampire scent. Hansel was also on a longer sofa, sleeping comfortably with a blanket over him, obviously naked too under it; his dick was rising and falling with the tide of his breath. A door to the inner part of the house opened and I instinctively shapeshifted, ready to pounce and devour any threat that may have come in. A lady, vaguely familiar as she was, stopped
My heart sank into my stomach for a moment. I was dumbfounded, totally speechless. I was sure Diego wouldn't do that to me, I was convinced that she was lying. " Used to, actually", she said as she came back with a glass of milk, placing it before me and sitting back down, " we dated fifty years ago, but sadly, he broke up with me, and I will never be able to tell why", she said with strings of attached emotions in her voice, likely still surfing on the sea of feelings for him, but at least now she was making sense - Diego wasn't cheating on me. " Do drink up", she motioned me to pick up the glass of milk and I timidly did, resolving within myself to wholeheartedly accept death if she had in anyway poisoned the drink, " I'm sure it wouldn't bother you anymore, I mean, since you're mated to him", she said, nitpicking her fingers as I absentmindedly gulped down the whole glass of milk, still acting timid; I was just too starved to sympathize with her, or to even feel sorry for her.
" The what?" Malia asked, clearly oblivious to what the Assembly was. " The Assembly", i said again, " it is a gathering of the creatures of the underworld headed by the witches". " And how can this Assembly help me or Diego out?". " You guys are mated together, you feel the mating pull for each other in as much as I would not want that to be true. You guys are an exception, and the only way to prove that this exception was mandated by the Moon Goddess, that you are Diego are not out of your minds, is through any test that the Assembly would have to perform", I held her by the shoulders, " trust me, once you guys pass their test and prove to the world that you are destined for each other, no one will stand against you people being together", she squeezed her face, thinking about what I had just said, her imaginations probably running wild with the very idea of living freely with Diego. " And how can I call the Assembly?" She asked, after giving the matter a thought. " I wi
Diego's POV Something wasn't right, and even in my sleep I knew that. It was as if I was wasting my time in sleep, as if there was something I was supposed to do which I wasn't doing, and that made sleeping very uncomfortable. I lazily opened my eyes, grateful that the white light in the room wasn't so bright, and the sun that peered through the window blinds wasn't so harsh. I tried to recall what happened while looking around, trying to figure out where I was, and there she was, Patricia, staring down at me with an unreadable expression. I jerked back, not in fear or shock, but in something in-between that fear and shock. " You heal so fast, and you were just damn lucky that I didn't have a silver blade with me", she said, cold and withdrawn. Her face wasn't painted in shades with the different colors of the rainbow, and even her clothes spoke volumes of how much she had deviated from her usual flamboyant self. " Why Patricia? Did I do anything to wrong you? Yes, I betra
Probably, I was just being a pervert, but to be frank, the way his now relaxed dick was swinging from side to side was giving Ariana Grande's side to side ft Nicki Minaj - it was more than hilarious and I wondered if his balls won't ache since they were bouncing way too much as he ran. As he aimed to bite, Calipsu held his neck, but he was too strong and so he yanked it off. " Kei so me", she said, and a strong force pulled him away from her, throwing him off on the field. He rushed to get up but she stretched out her hands and vines and roots grabbed him by the hands - She was using the nature spell. Her hands moved more as more roots and vines trapped him to the ground, making him lie flat with his hands stretched out, together with his legs, as . if he was making a snow angel. The roots and vines also trapped his feet, holding him firm to the ground as he growled in anger, fighting to free himself. Calipsu nakedly walked majestically over to where he was and placed a finge
Set - The magical pole-like dagger was an accessory of the witches which was speculated to have tremendous power, and any witch who had it would have the dagger outrightly taken from her by the council. Set wasn't just an ordinary dagger, it was the vessel through which all could be done, and never have I imagined while studying about it, that it could be used in the way that Calipsu was using it. She jerked forward and back on top of the underlying naked man in a rhythmic manner, and the feeling up the vagina made me quite sure that his dick was way too long inside her warm chambers. Diego's father on the other hand was completely out of it. His eyes were projected backwards, as if they were running to the back of his head and his head was raised a little as he stiffened with every passing second, holding himself from doing something - from releasing his milk I think. She continued with the sexual dance on the poor guy as she placed the dagger on his stomach, the rhythm
Ariel's POV I left Diego's place feeling like someone who had just discovered that the people she had known all her life to be her parents were not actually her biological parents, and that feeling created a void deep inside my heart. Everything that I had known to be true was actually false, and that wasn't the only thing, no one, except Diego's father knew of that. That means that everyone was unknowingly living in a lie, in a fallacy, in untrue beliefs that had been sieved and restructured throughout history. " Wait, this thing that you are telling me right now, does the council of witches have knowledge of that?" I had asked him the night before. " Well, according to what my Kelly told me, they don't. Not even the powerful three black witches from Africa", he said and I raised my eyebrows in surprise, " Kelly gave me a detailed description of the people she used to work with", he said, trying to remind me that he wasn't a deity that was all knowing - omniscience. " So...
" I didn't", she retorted, her lips twitching towards the left side of her face like she was itching, " I did", she heaved, " it's actually complicated". " I don't think it is. Did you or did you not know? it's practically a yes or no question", I said, feigning annoyance. " Okay. I knew. I knew that my pack was trying to assassinate you and your father and I tried to inform you, but that was when I was captured and taken to that medical facility that treated me like a lab rat", she said, getting all teary, and I didn't even know when I mellowed down, taking her into my embrace in a tight hug. I knew she wouldn't have stayed still and watched her pack try to harm me, and I knew that she knew that I would do the same for her. " They even treated Hansel worse than me, even though he did nothing wrong, he was only trying to find me, and they captured him and almost killed him", she said, sobbing slowly and holding herself lest she releases an outburst. " I'm sorry, I'm sorry",
Grafting. The concept of grafting has always seemed far fetched for me. That particular notion of joining parts of two or more plants to make them appear as one, has always seemed theoretical to me, never. practical, not until while pursuing for a parasitology degree in Howard. We were all divided into different groups of three people each, and every group was given two fruits to graft and bring to class in the next month. My group was given an apple and a guava, and at first I thought about giving up on that particular assignment because it seemed practically impossible. Apple and guava are two different fruit species that belong to distinct botanical families and have different growth habits and environmental requirements, and as such, it is not possible to graft or grow them together on the same tree. So I thought that it would be more suitable to not even begin a task that I certainly wouldn't be able to finish. But the only girl in our group; I think her name was Halle o
Diego's POV Some people say that love is blind, and I'm quite sure that I can agree with them. Love really is blind. I had pleaded with Malia to leave before I would hurt her just like I had done in my dream, or vision, or whatever it is that was. But she was a blockhead. The type that would do just exactly that which you tell her not to do. I had thought that it was only kids that were that stubborn, but Malia was proof that the petty stubbornness can also be found in adults. After I had uncontrollably bit and sucked her blood, I came back to my normal self only when I had sucked enough and she fainted to the floor, probably because she had lost too much blood. I picked her up, almost crying, trying so hard not to think of the possibility of her dying, praying for that intention, and luckily, she began to heal. There was no doubt that the Moon Goddess was on our side. " How are you?" she asked as she opened her eyes so well, probably still healing. " That isn't what m
I must've had an ear problem. Yeah, that must have been the case. Or rather he didn't literally mean what he was saying, like he was using an idiom. That must be it. Those damn idiomatic expressions can be as misleading as hell, imagine someone walking up to you and telling you that they saw a white elephant, only for you to later figure out that there wasn't an actual white elephant, just that the person had witnessed something unimaginable. Yeah, it was always unnerving, just like when you find out for the first time that Santa Claus doesn't actually exist, it's just mom that has been placing those gifts under the tree all those years. I even knew a girl that cried for several days when she found out that the tooth fairy doesn't really exist, the poor fellow would've probably been a grandmother by then, or would have even met her demise. " Excuse me sir, you mean that she had a vampire turn you into one, right?" I asked, just to be clear. " No. She turned me into one by hers
" What? You do what?" I asked him, my eyes widened in surprise. " I said I know who you are. Now come on in or if what you want to say is very brief, you can say it here right now", he said, keeping me on my toes with his husky voice. " Okay", I said. He proceeded to go into the house while I followed after him. His footsteps were tired, as if he was finding it hard to carry his own weight. He led me into the sitting room; a fairly spacious one with cloth covered sofas, all giving off the aura of a warm home. " Have a sit", he said, pointing at the sofa right opposite the television. The sofas were four in total; a three in one, a two in one, and two singles, all set to fill up the space allocated to the sitting room. He sat on the one next to the television, with a sofa dividing us both, giving a considerable amount of distance. " So, what do I owe this August visit?" he asked, relaxing carefully on the sofa, preparing himself to listen to any rubbish that I had to spill
Ariel's POV I immediately got zapped up into the familiar tunnel unconsciously, but instead of traveling down the tunnel, I started swirling around like that was inside a tornado. Drops of water appeared out of thin air, forming little screens that were showing different things, but all were of Calipsu, as if I was watching short videos of her with different screens, all passing by and rummaging with the storm inside the tunnel, giving little time for me to make out sense of what any of them were showing. The wind was picking up, blowing my hair into my face and my clothes almost away from my body. I tried to focus on the screens, but they were too much for me to focus on anyone. One screen was depicting Calipsu at another date with Diego's father, another was the familiar picnic scene, another was of both of them in bed, making love, another showed where she was casting a spell on a sleeping Diego's father, lying in the center of a witch's circle, but the one that grabbed my