Yolie:Alex brought me to the beach. I hoped it was a small secluded strip or cove, but no. We are in the very busy and crowded with tourists, Edem. It's the one closer to the center of Athens.At noon, after I had lunch, he went to find me in my room. He handed me another shopping bag and I stuck my tongue out at him.—Alex if you keep buying me things this is going to look like Fifty Shades of Grey. - I scolded.His lips twisted for a second and he looked at me mischievously.—The part where I tie you to a bed post and whip you with a riding crop hasn't come yet, precious.I swear I almost came right there. Oh, I would like it, I would like it very much if Alex got in a domineering mood and whipped me with one.—Do you ... do you have one of those? - I stammered.Alex chuckled, shaking his head.—Sometimes you have to be careful what you ask for. - he commented to himself. - Come on, go get dressed. It will take us some time getting to the beach.I dressed in a short, so short that
Alex:I know I am smiling like an idiot. It had been a long time since I felt so... Pleased. I run my left hand through my hair, sitting in the mansion's dining room accompanied by my guests. We are gattered at the table. They debate among themselves on the subject at hand.Oh, I'm in DEEP trouble, Yolie summoned a hurricane because I smiled politely at another girl, if I get to seriously flirt with one... I bite my lip. I wanted to make her addicted to my caresses, to make her a slave to my kisses but I think the roles have been reversed. Zeus! I have drunk her blood again and that is dangerous, so much magic runs through her veins that I could easily end up addicted to the substance. Today on the beach I couldn't contain myself.Magic literally gushed out of her. I suspect that if I hadn't calmed her down, that storm would have caused great material damage or victims even. Many of my lieutenants are restless. Others like Vlad, throw glances at me, smiling broadly, some of them know
Yolie:During the early morning I had a dream. I dreamed Alex came into my room, took me in his arms, and led me to a black armored car. We went out in a caravan of three identical vehicles. We were in the second car.During our journey, I went lying on the back seat of the vehicle, my head resting on my beloved’s muscular thigh while he stroked my hear.Oh yeah. I love him. Desperately.I keep the secret while I am awake, holding back the thought. But now that I’m sleep, I'm free to think it and feeling it and saying it.My dreamed Alex doesn't surpass the Alex of my reality. They are exactly the same. He takes me in his arms and carries me up the jet ladder. We take off and I sleep, snuggle in his arms and against his chest savoring that I have all to myself.Alex:I got her out of bed and carried her away.She didn't even noticed. The episode she experienced on the beach left her exhausted. We are back in Villa Philipides and my beautiful witch sleeps, oblivious to the great change
Kira: My aunt and her husband have gone on a trip, apparently Kyrios Alexandros paid a cruise for a month to all his employees and their families. Aunt Yulia invited me to go with them, but I refused. I put my job at the orphanage as an excuse, but the real reason is another. I' m obsessed with Patrick Amíntoros. I can't get him out of my head. Theos, what a man! He spent up my monthly orgasm quota in just a day! I haven't heard from him in over a week. I know he is back in the Villa because all the people comment that something very ugly is going on. The fishermen claim to have seen Kyrios Alexandros himself patrolling the southern side with a group of men who look like CIA agents, something is awfully wrong. I' ve tried to entertain my mind with work, I even went out a couple of nights to the local bar in search of a releaf , but it’s pontless. I can't stop thinking about him and no other man gets my libido out of control in the same way. I'm screwed 000 My cell phone rings a
Yolie:—Don't you have anything to do today?- I asked.—Oh yeah, a lot actually. I have an insatiable little witch on my hands, satisfying her has become my full time job. – Alex hisses, kissing my bare shoulder.I'm catching my breath.How many days have we been in this new routine? A week... two? Oh, Alex has emptied everything on his schedule indefinitely and we have locked ourselves in Villa Philipides.We have fucked in the kitchen on the counter, in my room under the shower and against the door, in the treasure room on the rugs, on top of a treasure chest and against the biggest pharaonic statue.That was amazing. The cold of the gold against my back and the intense heat of my beloved’s body wrapped around completely unhinged me.I love this new routine of ours, It all comes down to eating, fucking, sleeping, and repeating. I know I haven't read the Grimoire for many days, but Alex doesn't seem to mind, he's unable to keep his hands off me.We are alone, of course. Yulia and the
Kira:I came like a fucking train. Theos! This man can't be normal. He takes something, he certainly must be taking something in order to have so much stamina.After melting my brain on the living room floor, he lifted me into his arms as if I weighed what a doll does and we got under the shower. We took a quick bath and I made myself breakfast.What a morning fuck. Oh yeah!I got dressed to go to work, he said he would accompany me. I put on a yellow blouse and a black miniskirt, underneath them a decent set of underwear, the skirt was so short that when he slammed my back against the door his fingers were inside my panties in seconds.— Change the skirt, or say goodbye to it.- He hissed against my neck.— I dress as I please, Amíntoros. Don't go thinking just because I let you fuck me that means you are my owner.— Mh. Have it your way.- he murmured and ripped my skirt into three large parts.I screamed.—Are you crazy! Look what you've done.- I protested indignantly.— I warned you
Patrick:I've arrived early, it's barely ten o'clock. I ring her bell and wait. Nothing. I ring it again, nothing, silence. I sharpen my senses and realize that the apartment is empty.How strange, I told her I would come tonight, however she isn't home ... she's stood me up.I shake my head. Women! Who understands them?Since I'm here, I decide to take a tour around the town. Not that I'm looking for her, obviously not. If she decided to go out with her friends, that's fine. If she decided to hook up with another man... I clench my hands into fists.It's not that we're exclusive, we never considered that possibility, it's just that if she's with another man... I grunt.I materialize in the parking lot of the village bar and of course here she is. She is wearing red, dress and lipstick, her heels are very high and black. She is leaning on the hood of a car, a blond, excess muscled guy who looks like a gorilla kisses her and has one of his claws visibly tucked between her legs.I close
Yolie:Patrick is turned, giving his back to me. He’s remained stiff as a pole, standing six feet from the door for hours. The garden at the Villa’s entrance is impressive. I hadn't had time to look closely at it. There are all kinds of representative statues of the ancient Greek gods. Patrick looks like one of them, he doesn't move, I don't think he’s even breathing. Filling myself with courage, I walk towards him.—Is there anything you need, Miss Bruzain? - He asks without turning to look at me.— No. I don't want your help specifically, but could ... could we talk for a bit? There is ... something I would like to ask you. - I stammer.Patrick scares me a little, really. I don't know how to explain it. His aura is heavy and his presence imposing. Alex's energy is engaging and his demeanor jovial, most of the time. Patrick on the other hand is too serious, too quiet.He's too intense.—Ask your questions. I promise to answer them as best I can.—Do you know who I am?- I shoot.—Yes,
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