Feb. 20.2021
Two days ago.
A truck driver passed by only to spot a naked woman at the other side of the road, he drove on but unable to leave her there he turned back.
Dropping from the vehicle he rushed over to where she sat her arms wrapped around her knees her head buried between her thighs she sobbed.
"Are ya alright lady?" The middle aged man who seemed to be in his fourties asked.
She lifted not her face but continued to sob.
"What is a woman like you doing naked by the roadside? Do you need help? Are you lost?"
He reached out his hands to touch her but suddenly she let out an eerie laughter which nearly made him stumble back in fear. When she lifted up her head and glowered at him the flames in her eyes burned brightly.
He staggered back, "what...what are you?
Spell credits in this Chapter goes to NBC's Constantine. This book is solely not a fan fiction but as a lover of John Constantine I wrote a book called requiem and Cassie is the main character who's ike a female version of him and his apprentice. Comment if you wish to see a chapter with Constantine himself in it. Love y'all. ❤️
Her eyes slowly opened taking in her entire surroundings which looked dark and devoid of any light except for a single candle burning afar off. She tried to move her arms but it seemed to have been restrained. When she jolted back to consciousness she noticed she was in a basement with chains strapped to her arms. Trying to summon her powers; which proved to be impossible, her eyes caught the markings of a sigil on the floor. "What the fuck?" From across her eye view she saw the door open, "finally. You've awoken. Howdy do sugarplum?" "Angelus." She smiled, "do you think you can help take this off?" She motioned towards the chain. He chuckled instead, shaking his head when he walked closer, "that doesn't work on me—well, not with your powers kept in check. Besides, Marcellus would not like that. Don't you agree with me?" "You didn't strike me as one who'd see a
Opening her eyes she sighed; having gotten used to losing consciousness and waking up. She noticed her boots and jacket had been taken off, her throat felt dry and parched like the sand in the Sahara desert, spotting the jar of water on the table she dragged herself over, fectched herself a glass. Downing the first, she fetched herself a second and when she reached her third, the door to her room opened and a worried, shirtless Marcellus walked in. "Marcellus," she rushed over to him, throwing her arms around him. He let out a sigh, stroking her back gently he pulled her closer into his cold embrace. "I'm so sorry for letting you go through all these. I should have been there for you. I should have—" "—Marcellus," she cut in, nuzzling her nostrils into his skin her tongue dashed out to taste his skin. "I want you like, now." Her arousal flared and her core throbbed a
Feb. 21.2021Marcellus Spooning her he watched her snore peacefully through the night. Something was wrong, that he could tell and whatever had happened between them last night was her way of trying to get rid of whatever guilt that had embedded itself deep inside her chest.But she wasn't ready to tell him what it was that burdened her. Her chest heaved and she pressed herself closer into the curve of his body, placing his hand just beneath her bosom. Hell, he was beginning to like this human—his human, his little demon.But he wasn't meant to feel these feelings, all he'd wanted at first was her blood and a few romps between the sheets and not care about her as much as he did now—liking her was never part of his plan.But he did anyways, he liked her and he was going to keep liking her as far SD liking was concerne
All she could keep track of was him dragging her out of the room, wearing her a pink robe that layed around the room then hurled her over his shoulders. The next moment he ran at a very fast speed that made everything around her blur and her stomach churn with nausea.When he got to a big building in the city she saw him flying; which kinda reminded her of a scene from superman with Louise Lane. When he'd gotten to the rooftop, he dropped her down and sat at the edge."Where are we?" Lyra questioned as she struggled to not stumble over, holding her stomach she retched."Don't tell me you feel sick?""Who wouldn't?! You—"Retch."Fucking—"Retch"Ran—"Retch, retch."The whole way here!" Wiping her lips when nothing came out anymore, she turned to face him. "You carried me all the way here like a sack of potatoes!"He rolled off into a fit of laughter she saw h
Not understanding what she'd meant, he dragged her forward with his hands on her hips. "Hell, you look more sexy with the horns on. Can we fuck now?" He breathed huskily before pressing her against himself. "Not yet gummy bear. Patience." She giggled excited. She stared at his equally glowing eyes, mesmerized by them like she'd never seen them before. "I love your eyes, let's go kill people, please don't say no. "Kill people?" He paused staring at her as she gazed at him eagerly with puppy dog eyes he chuckled, "I'm not letting you kill anyone." "why?!" She cried out dramatically, rubbing her temples in frustration, "you're like an apex predator, shouldn't mass murder and massacre be at the top of your list? Imagine what the two of us can do, we'll rain carnage on humans," He arched his brow. His once harmless human was talking about mass murder and massacre
The duo stared at the obviously ignorant Leonard who ate the chicken wings with delight. He sighed, a pleased expression lighting his countenance."You're undoubtedly the best chef in the world. I'd give you a thousand out of hundred." He commented."Cut the crap. Why the frigging fuck are you here?" Angelus settled for colorful strings of curse whilst he stared at his brother whose color was up—if he had any."Not the proper way to treat a brother, don't you think?""You're in my house uninvited. You're not my guest you obnoxious little prick." Marcellus fumed.The zero-haired girl beside him placed an hand on his shoulders and he tapped away at it, pointing an hand to the chair opposite him she walked towards it."Come on brother," he continued nonchalantly."If you sit on that chair I'd make sure that's the last thing you do." Marcellus spat before his eyes shifted colors.The girl r
After flying for what seemed like many hours they finally came to a halt at the front of a that very mansion gate, the very one he'd dreaded. They both took their human form and Leonardo brought out a crescent shaped pendant, fixing it in the crescent shaped hole the gates opened and they all walked in.When they'd gotten to the big doors of the Mansion, it swung open and the butler stood in front of the entrance."Welcome home master." He said courteously.Marcellus couldn't help but get this feeling of déjà vu, it was all happening the way it did the first time he'd visited home a year ago."Out of the way already. Or would you rather I stand outside?" Marcellus spat, obviously shoeing his unlikeness for the aged man."That's no way to speak to an elderly man."Marcellus chuckled at Lucille's remarks, "could he ever be as old as me?"The butler moved hurriedly out of the way, bowing to apologise, "I'm sorry
Feb. 30.2021 Lyra. Days passed and she patiently awaited him in the condo Leon had dropped her off—per his orders. Why she'd ended up in Queen'sbridge was unknown to her. She'd remembered Marcellus calling Shannon and the next she was been told that—as per his orders, she had to leave for Queen'sbridge. Leon had brought her to a condo which he promised was off vampire limits and that none could enter without and invitation. The house looked spacious and quite empty with tons of furnitures and stuffs but too big for just one person. But that was it, no calls except for his strict instruction to keep indoors until he said otherwise. She sat on the sofa, gazing at the peach wallpaper and decor thst made the house looked like it should have belonged to a fiveteen year old who enjoyed playing fairytale princess. Tapping at her screen she saw the numbers displaying the time say 7:00pm. Looking at the notification which consisted of nothing but a message from candy crush that she'd need
Feb. 30.2021 Lyra. Days passed and she patiently awaited him in the condo Leon had dropped her off—per his orders. Why she'd ended up in Queen'sbridge was unknown to her. She'd remembered Marcellus calling Shannon and the next she was been told that—as per his orders, she had to leave for Queen'sbridge. Leon had brought her to a condo which he promised was off vampire limits and that none could enter without and invitation. The house looked spacious and quite empty with tons of furnitures and stuffs but too big for just one person. But that was it, no calls except for his strict instruction to keep indoors until he said otherwise. She sat on the sofa, gazing at the peach wallpaper and decor thst made the house looked like it should have belonged to a fiveteen year old who enjoyed playing fairytale princess. Tapping at her screen she saw the numbers displaying the time say 7:00pm. Looking at the notification which consisted of nothing but a message from candy crush that she'd need
After flying for what seemed like many hours they finally came to a halt at the front of a that very mansion gate, the very one he'd dreaded. They both took their human form and Leonardo brought out a crescent shaped pendant, fixing it in the crescent shaped hole the gates opened and they all walked in.When they'd gotten to the big doors of the Mansion, it swung open and the butler stood in front of the entrance."Welcome home master." He said courteously.Marcellus couldn't help but get this feeling of déjà vu, it was all happening the way it did the first time he'd visited home a year ago."Out of the way already. Or would you rather I stand outside?" Marcellus spat, obviously shoeing his unlikeness for the aged man."That's no way to speak to an elderly man."Marcellus chuckled at Lucille's remarks, "could he ever be as old as me?"The butler moved hurriedly out of the way, bowing to apologise, "I'm sorry
The duo stared at the obviously ignorant Leonard who ate the chicken wings with delight. He sighed, a pleased expression lighting his countenance."You're undoubtedly the best chef in the world. I'd give you a thousand out of hundred." He commented."Cut the crap. Why the frigging fuck are you here?" Angelus settled for colorful strings of curse whilst he stared at his brother whose color was up—if he had any."Not the proper way to treat a brother, don't you think?""You're in my house uninvited. You're not my guest you obnoxious little prick." Marcellus fumed.The zero-haired girl beside him placed an hand on his shoulders and he tapped away at it, pointing an hand to the chair opposite him she walked towards it."Come on brother," he continued nonchalantly."If you sit on that chair I'd make sure that's the last thing you do." Marcellus spat before his eyes shifted colors.The girl r
Not understanding what she'd meant, he dragged her forward with his hands on her hips. "Hell, you look more sexy with the horns on. Can we fuck now?" He breathed huskily before pressing her against himself. "Not yet gummy bear. Patience." She giggled excited. She stared at his equally glowing eyes, mesmerized by them like she'd never seen them before. "I love your eyes, let's go kill people, please don't say no. "Kill people?" He paused staring at her as she gazed at him eagerly with puppy dog eyes he chuckled, "I'm not letting you kill anyone." "why?!" She cried out dramatically, rubbing her temples in frustration, "you're like an apex predator, shouldn't mass murder and massacre be at the top of your list? Imagine what the two of us can do, we'll rain carnage on humans," He arched his brow. His once harmless human was talking about mass murder and massacre
All she could keep track of was him dragging her out of the room, wearing her a pink robe that layed around the room then hurled her over his shoulders. The next moment he ran at a very fast speed that made everything around her blur and her stomach churn with nausea.When he got to a big building in the city she saw him flying; which kinda reminded her of a scene from superman with Louise Lane. When he'd gotten to the rooftop, he dropped her down and sat at the edge."Where are we?" Lyra questioned as she struggled to not stumble over, holding her stomach she retched."Don't tell me you feel sick?""Who wouldn't?! You—"Retch."Fucking—"Retch"Ran—"Retch, retch."The whole way here!" Wiping her lips when nothing came out anymore, she turned to face him. "You carried me all the way here like a sack of potatoes!"He rolled off into a fit of laughter she saw h
Feb. 21.2021Marcellus Spooning her he watched her snore peacefully through the night. Something was wrong, that he could tell and whatever had happened between them last night was her way of trying to get rid of whatever guilt that had embedded itself deep inside her chest.But she wasn't ready to tell him what it was that burdened her. Her chest heaved and she pressed herself closer into the curve of his body, placing his hand just beneath her bosom. Hell, he was beginning to like this human—his human, his little demon.But he wasn't meant to feel these feelings, all he'd wanted at first was her blood and a few romps between the sheets and not care about her as much as he did now—liking her was never part of his plan.But he did anyways, he liked her and he was going to keep liking her as far SD liking was concerne
Opening her eyes she sighed; having gotten used to losing consciousness and waking up. She noticed her boots and jacket had been taken off, her throat felt dry and parched like the sand in the Sahara desert, spotting the jar of water on the table she dragged herself over, fectched herself a glass. Downing the first, she fetched herself a second and when she reached her third, the door to her room opened and a worried, shirtless Marcellus walked in. "Marcellus," she rushed over to him, throwing her arms around him. He let out a sigh, stroking her back gently he pulled her closer into his cold embrace. "I'm so sorry for letting you go through all these. I should have been there for you. I should have—" "—Marcellus," she cut in, nuzzling her nostrils into his skin her tongue dashed out to taste his skin. "I want you like, now." Her arousal flared and her core throbbed a
Her eyes slowly opened taking in her entire surroundings which looked dark and devoid of any light except for a single candle burning afar off. She tried to move her arms but it seemed to have been restrained. When she jolted back to consciousness she noticed she was in a basement with chains strapped to her arms. Trying to summon her powers; which proved to be impossible, her eyes caught the markings of a sigil on the floor. "What the fuck?" From across her eye view she saw the door open, "finally. You've awoken. Howdy do sugarplum?" "Angelus." She smiled, "do you think you can help take this off?" She motioned towards the chain. He chuckled instead, shaking his head when he walked closer, "that doesn't work on me—well, not with your powers kept in check. Besides, Marcellus would not like that. Don't you agree with me?" "You didn't strike me as one who'd see a
Feb. 20.2021 Two days ago. A truck driver passed by only to spot a naked woman at the other side of the road, he drove on but unable to leave her there he turned back. Dropping from the vehicle he rushed over to where she sat her arms wrapped around her knees her head buried between her thighs she sobbed. "Are ya alright lady?" The middle aged man who seemed to be in his fourties asked. She lifted not her face but continued to sob. "What is a woman like you doing naked by the roadside? Do you need help? Are you lost?" He reached out his hands to touch her but suddenly she let out an eerie laughter which nearly made him stumble back in fear. When she lifted up her head and glowered at him the flames in her eyes burned brightly. He staggered back, "what...what are you?