Patrick:A message arrives on my cell phone. It's from Kira."Open the door honey, I came with some friends."I frown. Is she drunk again? I dial her cell number twice and It says it´s off or out of the service area.I walk in through the kitchen door. I'm distracted, looking at the screen of my cell phone. I look up into the kitchen and stop dead.Miss Bruzain is finally awake. After the...ritual two days ago, my Lord feared that we had overloaded her mind and that the girl had permanently lost consciousness. She remained sound asleep for two days. My Lord became hysterical for fear that she would never awake.In addition, my quite active participation in the summoning ritual has generated an evident discomfort between us.I glance at my lord's back, straighten up and smile politelly at the witch.—Miss Bruzain.- I greet respectfully.She rolls her eyes, turning her back on me.Someone knocks on the Villa´s door and my Lord tenses up immediately.Something doesn't smell right... I ma
Yolie:I slowly open my eyes. There’s day light coming through the curtains . I wrinkle my brow. Haven't I slept at all? I thought it would be dark by now. Reaching out my hand, I take my cell, looking at the time on it’s screen. The knife is right where I left it, resting on the nightstand.11:30 am July 9WTF? I've been asleep for two days! Getting out of bed and going under the shower, I take a slow hot bath, enjoying the water. I have stopped suffering from hot flashes, cold sweat attacks and sudden changes in temperature in general. I know exactly why.I dress fast. A blue blouse and a brown knee- length skirt, leaving bedroom and running downstairs. Alex is in the kitchen, extracting a bag of blood from the microwave, preparing to pour the blood into a goblet. He stops his actions when he sees me, looks at me and releasing a sigh.He look pale, haggard. Can vampires get sick? I wonder.Presses his lips together, he pours the blood out slowly. I look away playing with the chain o
72 house earlier:Alex:— You are before me once more Macedonian. Why have you summoned me? - The Sorceress demands, two voices seem to come out of her mouth forming her every word.— Ma'am. - I whisper lowering my head before her.She laugh, it’s not a happy laugh but a cold, cynical-sounding one.I raise my face to her and my little witch’s sweet little face has been replaced by a mask of mockery and evil I never thought I would see.— So... you've finally understood.- She widens her strange purplish eyes and shows me her teeth in the most horrible imitation of a smile.— I’m tired, ma'am. I have made you come because I am finally ready.Her expression changes and becomes serious, she straightens up to her body's full height and looks around, taking in her soundings.— You are really conceited, Alexandros. You have brought me back... yes, but that doesn't mean I'm going to help you.— Madam, please. - I moan in distress, prostrating my face on the ground.My face touches the earth,
Yolie:I wake up under the freezing bathtub water. I screech, bolting upright, my is body shaking convulsively. I clench my jaw so my chin doesn't shake, the last thing I want right now is for my teeth to sound like castanets.What the hell ...?!Memories come to me like flashes. Wet grass, full moon, Alex naked, me too ... I open my eyes wide... Patrick also?!Hiding my face in my hands I free an anguished and begin crying bitterly.Damn Alex! Now everything makes sense. That's why he seduced me so much, that's why he caressed me so much. The answer he was looking for was never in the Grimoire, it was never the formula for the Aqua Vitae. The key for him to get answers was ME, the whole time.He lied to me. He used me.My chest hurts. It feels like an elephant has sat on my heart, squeezing it painfully.Somehow he knew that making me read Yoleandra's diary and handing me objects from my past life would make me more susceptible and he would finally be able to contact the Sorceress th
Patrick:I breathe a sigh of relief to see that Kira is okay, they both are. I scoop her up in my arms, thanking the witch for keeping her safe. We've locked the heads of Jeanne's "friends" in one room on the second floor and the bodies in another on the third, that will hold them until Sir Henry and his men arrive.I head towards one of the servants' quarters on the first floor, taking my girl with me.My girl...hmm, I don't know. We had broken up, I had decided to stay away from her and leave her alone so that she could resume her life however, very recent events have sent everything to hell. Now she's unconscious but as soon as she wakes up I'll have to give her a few explanations.Her pulse is rhythmic, her beats strong. It doesn't look like they drank from her, though her neck is bruised, her cheek is reddish, and her lip is still bleeding, I can't smell any scent on her other than the sweet, cloying scent of Jeanne, so I breathe a sigh of relief. Everything seems to indicate tha
Yolie:This is the last straw. The very conceited pig of a man called me a "bloody witch." He's... he's... a fucking pain in the ass that's what he is!I take a couple deep breaths. Time to give him an educational talk.—Alex, look. - I adopt the tone of voice and facial expression I would use with a recalcitrant patient.-What I thought at that moment I didn't think seriously. I was just giving myself a motivational speech. Jeez, I'm trying to get out of a toxic relationship with you. Do you honestly think I’ve the desire or even the strength to go and jump into another?He seems calmer, relaxing his expression a bit but continues with his arms crossed over his chest.—You have to accept it. At some point I'll find someone else and...He hisses.Oh, oh I shouldn't have said that.—Well then, if you don't like the idea, you're screwed! Whay do you think? That I'm going to cry for you for the rest of life? Arggggg.I walk in the direction of the Villa. Alex remains standing in the spot
Patrick:—Come on, take the pill.- I insist.—You swore you'd give me explanations.- I demand between clenched teeth.—And I wish I could, but I can't right now. I have other things to take care of.She puts the pill in her mouth getting it down with a couple of sips of water. I see she’s taken a bath and changed her clothes. She is slightly calmer but the bruises around her neck have turned purple, also her cheek looks better but remains slightly red.—When will I be able to return home?- she insists, impertinently .—Tomorrow, I'll take you back myself.—Good.She curls up on the pillows, closing her eyes. I know she isn’t asleep, but the sleeping pill will kick in soon. I leave her room, heading down the stairs. The witch has lit candles everywhere, truth is, they give this situation a macabre aspect.—How is she?- Miss Bruzain asks and I know she’s asking after Kira.—She took a sleeping pill, she’s fell asleep. She's still in a bit of shock, and she has a few bruises that will ta
Patrick:A month has passed since my Lord’s disappearance. That early morning my cell phone did not stop ringing. One by one all the members of the council called me. Despite being in different time zones and countries, they were all prey to great anguish and a feeling of imminent death at the same time.My lord had previously warned them of his intentions to carry out the ritual as soon as possible, nonetheless, none of them could shake the terrible episode of anxiety that took hold of all of us just at the moment our Mégas ... disappeared.—Our Megas is dead. - they whispered.—Our Megas has died.- they lamented.The others have lost the man who saved them, the man who guided them, the man who gave them a second chance... I have lost half of my own soul. The purpose of my existence was to serve him, now that he is gone... I don't know what will become of me.Kira:Villa Philipides has been closed for a month. All of Kyrios Alex's properties on Spiros have been abandoned. The gossips
Patrick: I am pleased with the solution I found to the issue. My Lord would be proud of me. We are in the dining room of the mansion, my human picks a salad and I make faces at the golden goblet. I dare not use the same as my lord, nor his throne. I'm not that pretentious. Besides, tonight I don't want to toast victory with blood drawn from a bag. — I didn’t understand a thing,my Lord.- My human whispers. - is marriage a sentence worse than death and more fearsome than facing years in prison? At least for your kind? I smile. —That's right,tigress. You see...our species is...complicated. When it comes to uniting, we prefer to do it with mature converts, I mean those who have been converted for more than twenty years. The privilege of immortality is granted to humans as payment for services rendered, we need human servants for certain and determined things, or for love. — I still don't understand. — Let me finish, okay? In the specific case of Cleo... I have sentenced her to murder
Cleo:It's three in the morning. I bribed the cell guard and snuck into it with my boys. Live Ra, I will not go to suffer hardships on the damn Cockatoo Island without enjoying the attention of my favorites for one last time.I thought they would devour me when they saw me, I expected to have a night of hard and unrestricted sex . But my babes have pleasantly surprised me by melting me with kisses and transporting me with the softest caresses. We have made love, rather they have made love to me and I suspect I have been happy for the last time in the eternity that opens before me. I'm lying on the floor, resting my head on João's muscular abdomen, Sebastién and Luca are catching their breath on each side of my body. They don't know, I didn't know it myself, but this forced separation has made me realize how much they mean to me. I love them. It's that easy. Each silently took hold of a piece of my cold, hard heart.Our previous Mégas knew exactly what he was doing when he punished me
Kira:After making love to me very slowly and sinking his fangs into my jugular, Patrick forbade me to wash my private parts. Apparently I must be present at the trial smelling of him in every possible way. Just thinking about it makes me blush. Beneath the white dress I am wearing black underwear that is practically visible through the fabric.We are in a fairly large room, Patrick sits on a golden throne and I am sitting on a cushion at his feet. He caresses my hair absentmindedly every two minutes. This situation is really bizarre. I look like his pet, I laugh to myself. Yes... I look like his kitten.Cleo is standing in front of us. She dresses impeccably, she is in black once again, this time she is wearing a very long dress, with a train that trails behind her, a high hairstyle and wear a small veil. It seems that she is in mourning.A group of a hundred or more male and female vampires has gathered around us. All observing the process solemnly.The three accused are kneeling to
Kira:We have come to my house. In less than an hour my luggage was packed. It's late. I have prepared a pre-cooked meal and gobbled it down as if I hadn't tasted food in a month.I try to seduce my boyfriend so we can grope or something, but he refuses, saying that I'm still in shock and that under no circumstances is he going to lay a hand on me. Arrrggg!I was right. The girls don't openly hate me, but some think I'm jumping the gun, according to Jess I'm leaving my home, family, jobs and friends behind for a man.Mila is radiant. She told us that she spent the night having the most wonderful sex of her life and that this morning she filed for divorce against her husband. Sometime during the early morning she packed up all her things and went to live with her neighbor. I'm happy for her.000We're on the jet, Patrick sits next to me, rubbing my knuckles. Last night I slept in his arms and I must say that it was a bit uncomfortable. I'll have to get used to it. A doubt assails me.—
Kira:Work today in the salon has been slow. Three clients so far this morning. I don't have to go to the orphanage because they organized a trip to the Acropolis in Athens and other excursions for this week, so the children won't be back until next week. The girls are happy that things are finally settled between me and Patrick.We have been together for two months now and although it is practically a long-distance relationship, I must say that things are going quite well. Patrick has told me a lot about his world and the duties he fulfills as king of the vampires.I nevertheless can’t still completely believe it all. Vampires and witches, loose in our world! What's next? Aliens?I would love to lie and say that we spend all of our time in bed together, but we don't. My... Should I call him boyfriend, huh?...well, my boyfriend takes me out for walks, to restaurants, to clubs, to ice skating and shopping. I love to go shopping.Two weeks ago he set fire to my red dress and those heels
Yolie:When I woke up in my bed, in my room, in my little house here in Havana, at first I thought that it had all been a dream.I got up, hysterical, from the bed, it was almost six am. I ran to the bathroom mirror and knew it hadn’t all been my imagination. I hadn't dreamed all of that. My hair was shorter and still straight thanks to the treatment Kira applied to it. I had brought from Greece what I was wearing, the contact lenses, the red dress with which I performed Alex's "liberation ritual" and the strange Áspid platform shoes.Also on my neck hung the necklace with the star stone. I took it in the palm of my hand and looked at it in surprise. The ruby had turned completely black, it also had a visible crack inside.That seemed like a bad omen. Black... like my destiny, broken... like my poor heart.000—It’s time to begin.- I muttered filling up with courage and extending my hand to Patrick,he quickly handed me the knife.—What is required?- Alex asked.I made a face.—I was h
Kira: Aphrodite in a thong! Patrick Amíntoros is back, he wants to fuck me and he won't take no for an answer. Besides, I'm so horny it wouldn’t even occur to me saying no. Oh He has me entirely and completely naked on my bed, except for the blue heels. —They make your legs look so sexy.- he murmurs, kissing my toes over the straps and buckles of my shoes. He caresses my ankles, moving his warm palms up my legs. —Do you have a fetish for women's shoes?- I ask breathlessly. —No. I have a fetish with you. Theos! He kisses my mount of venus, parting my legs with his hands, I’m completely spread-eagled and my legs tremble from how tense my muscles are. —You're so wet my mouth is watering.- he comments, looking at my entrance with a hungry expression. I feel like being a little daring. —Do you want to drink?- I ask seductively, moving to offering myself to his mouth. —Mhhh, maybe later.- he purrs.- For now I'll do my best to make you moan. He says, climbing on top of me, comp
Kira: My phone rings instantly. Its him! My hands shake but I pick up. —How do you know?-He shoots right away. Wow, not even a "Hello Kira" or a "How are you Kira?" He went straight to the point. —I found her on social networks, she posted a photo two weeks ago of the waves breaking against the boardwalk of her city, in addition the profile had her photo and her personal information. — Are you sure it was her who posted that photo? —Yes. When I did her hair treatment we talked for a while and she told me that that was one of her hobbies, to go watch the waves at that place. —Okay.-he hangs up. I groan, frowning at the screen of my cell phone. There was no "Thank you Kira" nor "I miss you, Kira." Theos! What an infuriating man! Patrick: —Your informant is correct, my Lord. The girl is here in Havana and in one piece. Her co-workers believe that she spent two months working in a private clinic in Greece thanks to a contract. However, her neighbors say that she was kidnapped s
Patrick:A month has passed since my Lord’s disappearance. That early morning my cell phone did not stop ringing. One by one all the members of the council called me. Despite being in different time zones and countries, they were all prey to great anguish and a feeling of imminent death at the same time.My lord had previously warned them of his intentions to carry out the ritual as soon as possible, nonetheless, none of them could shake the terrible episode of anxiety that took hold of all of us just at the moment our Mégas ... disappeared.—Our Megas is dead. - they whispered.—Our Megas has died.- they lamented.The others have lost the man who saved them, the man who guided them, the man who gave them a second chance... I have lost half of my own soul. The purpose of my existence was to serve him, now that he is gone... I don't know what will become of me.Kira:Villa Philipides has been closed for a month. All of Kyrios Alex's properties on Spiros have been abandoned. The gossips