For the first time in a long time, Julio Cesar came out of the sewer where he had been hiding for several days with Brenda. Dressed in leather to prevent the sun from destroying his skin - since Soraia's cow had stripped him of gold - and to cover his deformed face, - for now - he wore a leather mask as well.The sun was punishing him anyway, after all he was so weak that he couldn't even look at the clouds in the sky. ANOTHER GIFT FROM SORAIA. Oh, Soraia, how angry I am with you. But the day is coming when my revenge will fall on you. Julio Cesar and Brenda walked down the sidewalk, ignoring the looks they received.PALACES Guardians' CastleAmy was leaning out the window with her eyes fixed on the horizon watching the magnificent dance of a flock of colorful birds known there as the sky dancers. She was so distracted that she didn't even notice Marcus coming up to her, only when he hugged her from behind and kissed her just below her earlobe, stealing a smile from her with his eyes
The day passed, but the rain did not. The longing for Amy intensified, as did the concern for Sheila, Katrina and Thiago. And all for the same reasons; Augusto, Soraia and Miranda. In the city, those who should not return, do so, and in great style... and tragedy.In Lacrimal city it has become 'law'- every weekend there is a party - and this Friday will be no exception.-I'm counting on it," murmured Julio Cesar, salivating like a hungry animal when he saw a piece of meat in front of him.-Are you going to turn them? - asked Brenda behind her back. Okay, she doesn't need blood as much as Julio Cesar, after all she's a priestess and a vampire, but hunger is hunger and when it hits...- I admit that I'm in need of a new army, but tonight I've come to leave my reminder to Lacrimal city. I, Julio Cesar, have come to kill and not to be killed.At the police station, being a police station and being in Lacrimal city, everything is very calm. And for the record - you are the only one so far
In the darkness of the forest, now not bathed in moonlight, Soraia remains on the branch of the tree - for a human great for cramping - her eyes rest closed and in the sky - which she does not contemplate - dense black clouds that once covered the moon, now disperse quietly as the moon shines again.Tears begin to roll down her face, even against her will, and in the air a verse from the song Save me now by Andru Donald accompanies her as the longing for the warm arms of her wolf squeezes her heart. Here I am In a place that I Have never been Out of love And afraid that you Won't let me In (no) You came to me and I started to feel That my senses had left me to die Where is my strength when I need it the most? Tell wha
2 days laterFeelings were being weighed by the scales of the heart, the conscience and the soul. But life cannot stop, whether human or not.A truck with sound and light equipment had just parked in the back of the school. Two employees who were already waiting for the load went to the truck and tried to open the doors of the truck to begin unloading the equipment.Julio Cesar disguised as an ordinary employee carried on his shoulders one of the sound boxes and calmly followed the other, with his black eyes scrutinizing everything and everyone waiting for the right moment to dodge and, this happened as soon as he left the box on the floor near the big screen and, behind a long and thick dark velvet curtain, disappeared. Of course, the vampire's charm would not go unnoticed, even if it was hidden under a uniform with a cap, but when a vampire locks onto his target it is like a cheetah that will only stop when the prey is between its teeth - no pun intended - and Julio Cesar had alread
Bare feet walked along a road of rocks that cut and scratched, but no pain could compare to the one in Soraia's heart, and it only increased when she picked up a small bag where her poor son was. Dead. Her pain was suffocated, but it screamed inside her, and no feeling had been exposed, so no raindrops fell. Everything was as dry as Soraia's interior.A dense fog hung over the camp. That didn't matter to Soraia, after all, her vampire eyes were her lanterns. She was heading to the only place where her baby would find peace, and many were those who wanted to accompany her, spatially, her mother. But Soraia had dismissed them all.The sadness in the air was palpable, but still, Soraia preferred the loneliness to the pity she had seen in many looks. She then took a deep breath, squeezed her eyes shut to stop stubborn tears from rolling, and her feet continued on their way with the hem of her white dress with colorful shades dragging dry leaves and pebbles.Eyes watering at the sight of a
Marcus and Amy are naked and cuddled in the comfort of each other's arms and the clear bed. - I feel a tightness in my chest every time I think of Soraia," Amy blurted out, "I feel I need to be there for her, but I also feel I need to stay here.Marcus stroked her shoulders - remember what Matteo said - it's your choice. You are the Guardian - and I swear to you - he kissed the top of her head; she smiled - wherever you choose to go, I will go with you.- The longing hurts. Marcus stood up with her on the bed - so let her guide you.Amy smiled, but in a different way.- What is it? - she asked dullly.- Your living with Matteo is making you talk like him. They both laughed, but suddenly Marcus' smile wilted and his eyes lost their sparkle.- Now I ask you: what is it?- You know, Amy, I miss my mother too. Until then Amy - for si- thought that Marcus's mother was already dead, after all Marcus was a vampire of over 100 years and as far as he knew his mother was not a vampire, and if s
The week has gone by and decisions have been put into practice.The first of these is...A visit from the future to the past.05 hours earlier...Marcus was sitting at the desk, a glass of blood - courtesy of Matte - at his side and in front of his eyes the screen of the notebook to provide the information that his heart longed for and there, within reach of his hand, he looked at the passports bound for Paris - where there was a house that once belonged to his mother and he believes that still is.- Mamma, I hope you are still waiting for me," he murmured as he took a pen and a notepad to write down what he needed to write. He was so absorbed that he didn't even notice Amy's entrance, except when she hugged him from behind and kissed his neck while whispering je t'ai ame.- I love you too, ma' belle.Amy smiled as she took Marcus by surprise, turned his face away, and took his mouth in a searing kiss.- Wow!- So, do we have what we need to know?- Mostly what my heart needed to know
Paris, FranceFinally Amy and Marcus arrived in Paris the city of love. After disembarking at the airport, glancing here and there in bewilderment, they both headed for a cab and searched for the address Marcus had obtained as so far still being his mother's. The sights filled the eyes, but nothing surpassed the magnificence of the beautiful Eiffel Tower - but the backpacker's day would have to wait for another time.Oh, dear!- Marcus, tell them we're going for a little ride around Paris - Amy's eyes sparkled imploringly. Marcus smiled as he anchored himself at Amy's back to also admire the tower and the crowd around her as he said - have no doubt.The driver smiled. He remembered the first time he had seen the Eiffel Tower with his girlfriend, now his wife.Some time later. Amy and Marcus were standing in front of an imposing house, their heads raised to the beauty in front of their eyes, but it was Marcus who had his hands trembling. He had waited so long for such an opportunity, a
A plane has just landed in the landing and take-off area of Lacrimal city airport, the door opens and the electronic staircase descends to the ground, and little by little, the passengers descend into the beautiful dawn still with some remnants of dawn.Among the passengers, only one person interests us. She is.A woman who returns from the past to once again make the lives of two brothers hell. She is tall, thin, but with generous curves in the right places, long and wavy blonde hair, tanned body in a provocative dark red dress at the height of her thighs, and as if all this daring was not enough, beautiful and expressive emerald green eyes.Already in the baggage belt area, the young man asks her her name to check the luggage label, and with her beautiful and shameless smile that left the young man drooling, she says:-My name is Esmeralda.A little later, with her luggage already in the trolley, heading towards the taxi area, she murmurs to the beautiful sun and the city ahead -Welc
Almost two months laterIt was May 18, 2077 of a beautiful late afternoon, that orange tone mixed with black and the sun a white dot on the horizon. Since the massacre at the camp, there were no more indications that there would be another, which only increased the apprehension of the wolves, as Bait meant, without acting, a bigger problem and with a hundred percent chance of deaths.The caution of those close to him was so great that Doctor Elena still didn't have the courage - since the exterminators were always prowling around - to study Soraia's blood that Malvina had given her some time ago.Malvina and Sergio looked at each other every time Isca called them into her room or came into theirs, always ready for a verbal attack or even a physical one, since Isca made it very clear her hatred for vampires, werewolves, and those who helped them, and especially their relatives, and when she said that she looked directly at Malvina, who often reached for her gun and only didn't draw it
♥ It's sad to say, well even to think, but as it turned out the nightmare never ends, it just takes a break to then come back with renewed force and make our hearts race and our brains ache. Everything we live, everything we feel, a whole legacy is left...Absolutely everything is renewed, and it's up to the next ones who come to know how to make them tip for the good... or for the bad. I tried to bring my friend Maya back, for good, unfortunately I couldn't.I never told her to stop when I saw the first signs that evil was pulling her. The worst thing is that it was not only me who paid for it, at her hands, because the evil she brought fell on everyone, and I helped, supporting her, but my mother also paid....I write these words because my heart feels that she is going to kill me, and consequently my mother. Too bad I didn't have time to thank the only person who really helped me, but I will leave written here what I want to say to her - Soraia, thank you so much for saving me when
Raína and Ivan are carrying bags to the metallic blue porshe parked in front of their beautiful house -they thought and discussed a lot about what Katrina had told them, and decided that before asking Soraia and Augustus for help they would need to find someone. -Are you ready? - Ivan asked with the house key in hand as he looked at his wife who nodded. Then he took the key to the lock, turned it twice, removed it and put it in his trousers pocket, smiled at Raína and they went to the car.On the way across the interstate that would take them to the bridge connecting Lacrimal City to Cardelhas and other cities, Raína called her sisters and warned them of her decision, saying that she needed to find the only person who could give her detailed information about her daughter and her death or not.Katrina and Malvina wished them good luck and faith and that if there was anything she needed, all she had to do was call them and they would leave everything to go and help her. With tears in
Passing Lacrimal city and once again we are at the local cemetery, the cemetery where Soraia had literally resurrected because once again two good citizens, and once again, the culprits are the wolves and/or vampires that inhabit here.It's almost 4pm on March 26th 2077, a day that will remain in Maya's memory until she dies, after all for us humans, she had the nerve to go to Vera and Veronica's burial.Hiding behind a dark granite and ceramic mausoleum, she watched the crowd that followed the bronze and glass coffins to the family plot. Everyone is silent, there is no wind and the clouds in the sky do not move, heads are bowed and close to each other and the coffins.Maya was possessed with anger and sadness, all locked inside herself, for she had sworn not to shed a single tear for that traitor, and she would comply.Unfortunately remnants of the Maya of the past missed her friend.A door opens and a woman, judging by her small feet with red nails and sandals with stones, enters uns
Discretely, Dr. Elena put everything Malvina would need to collect Soraia's blood in a common bag, because if she put it in her own bag or even in the personal use of nurses or doctors it would raise suspicions and questions, everything they didn't need since Bait was back to the police station, more furious than before.Malvina had already called Soraia who had already won a new mobile phone from her mother, and with her permission now with a description and with Sergio's help - because whenever the delegate was next to someone, questions were avoided, unless they came from him - so they arrived at the car, and so Malvina thanked him and left.Almost half an hour later, Malvina was already at the door of Augusto's suite, where the smiling man himself invited her to enter.An equally smiling Soraia with a plate full of grapes spread with something red, whose slight aroma indicated blood, came from the kitchen.-Hey auntie! - greeted her as she stuffed a 'caramel' grape in her mouth an
The weather was going to close in Palaços (figuratively speaking) because two rivals were going to be face to face, and only God knows what would result from this meeting.It was a beautiful day at dawn in Palaços, and it was predicted that the afternoon would be much better. So after a delicious lunch with her son and dear daughter-in-law and the Guardians, Lucia decided to go for a walk. Marcus had made a point of accompanying her, and with him of course Amy, and being so, her protectors always standing by to protect her. Lucia was still amazed at the beauty of Palaces both in the past when she had been there and now, and all the discovery and beauty was shared with Amy beside her on the pavement in front of a watch shop.Marcus was following behind with his eyes watching for any suspicious movement, as well as the protectors here and there but on the pavement.On another pavement, across the block chatting, came Velaska and Atia. Unnoticed as if they were two ordinary people, after
-Don't worry, Aunt Sheila, I'll tell Leonel as soon as he gets here -spoke Joss with the mobile phone between her cheek and shoulder as she spoke to Sheila and dried the coffee dishes. Apparently coffee for many didn't happen until after ten o'clock in the morning, and the fault in this case was Leonel who had pinned Joss to the bed and they only got out of there after screaming each other's names in one last sweeping climax.-All right -she spoke, and at that moment she heard the door open and the smell was Leonel's, so she said goodbye to Sheila.-Joss? - he called into the living room, but the smell of blackberries on Joss's skin drew him into the kitchen before she could even meet him.-Hello? Leonel sensed in Joss's kiss that something was troubling her.-Did something happen? Joss sighed and ran her tongue between her lips-Bait destroyed the camp, Leonel-what? - Several vampires and werewolves have died.-What about my mother?-She's the one who called me to tell you that the
The lion's head clock fixed to the wall read 10:22 a.m.A big, tanned hand slides across the crumpled, cold, dark blue sheet beside him. Then Augusto, who was lying on his side, opened, still sleepy, his beautiful light green eyes and smiled satisfied for the pleasurable night yesterday - and at the same time dissatisfied - that now he wanted to wrap Soraia in his arms and she was not there.A smell of fresh, warm coffee wafted to his nostrils, and slowly, he sat up in bed, stretched, got up, wrapped the sheet around his slender waist and headed for the kitchen.Soraia was never one to cook, but that didn't mean that she didn't know how to do it, because laziness had always been her companion to escape the kitchen, although she was actually enjoying preparing that coffee and feeling that delicious smell lulling her senses.Soraia was so busy with the task that she only felt Augusto's presence when he hugged her from behind and gave her a hickey on the neck.-Augusto," she moaned as sh