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Chapter Thirty-Nine: The First Vampire
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Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Forty: Angel
HelaineWind whipped my face as Valek flew through the air, but I could hardly feel it.I hardly even remembered being taken from my childhood home. Everything after my body had erupted with that dark blast of energy felt unreal, like everything around me melted away in the inferno of the pain that racked my body.But in whatever conscious part of my mind that still struggled to hold on, I knew that Evan was still at my father’s house, left so far behind that there was no way he’d ever find me.What would he do? What would Frank do?Valek had frozen Evan and cast him off as easily as if she were flicking away an ant that had crawled onto her deathly pale skin. The only thin assurance I had that he was even alive was that in some strange way, I could feel him.Maybe it was like Lilith said—his damned soul was bound to me. I would feel it if he’d been killed.I hoped.There was precious little I could feel in this moment other than the searing torture my body was enduring.But he had to
Last Updated : 2024-12-29Sanguine Inclinations Chapter One: Cardinal and Main
HelaineI couldn’t help feeling nervous as I stood at the top of the steps leading down into his basement apartment.We had been friends for some time—maybe acquaintances was a better term—but the point is that we’d known each other for a while now, at least through moving in similar circles.He should have been my type. I had always had a problem with the pretentious wannabe rockstar types, but there was always something about him that put me ill at ease, and if I was honest, neither this street nor the hour was helping.His apartment sat below the corner of Cardinal and South Main, and the street signs stood ominously above me like a guillotine.Cardinal was a lovely little street, with its artist alley, street food, and live music . . . if you weren’t privy to the area’s reputation, and ignored the missing persons posters.Speaking of music, I could already hear the haunting melody emanating from the bottom of the stairs. If I could say nothing else for him, he was an excellent gui
Last Updated : 2024-11-21Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Two: Bacchus
HelaineHonestly, if I didn’t already have a weird feeling about Evan, I would have thought that this apartment was the coolest place ever.I mean, his coffee table was a fucking coffin for fuck’s sake.He was looking at me again, and I shifted uncomfortably on the couch, wishing he’d either sit down so we didn’t feel so . . . unmatched, or that he’d just take his clothes off so we could get started already.But, he seemed starved for a little conversation.In all the years we’d hung around the same circles, he’d never really talked about himself. I realized for the first time that I didn’t really know a damn thing about him.Maybe he was just . . . lonely and awkward.The thought made me feel a little bad for the way I’d blatantly avoided him over the years.“You’re staring at me,” he observed—and that’s what he was doing, observing me with the corners of his mouth upturned slightly with amusement.“Oh, sorry.” I quickly looked away, and he laughed at me.“No, no you’re allowed to lo
Last Updated : 2024-11-21Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Three: Safeword
HelaineOnce I was on my feet, his hand moved smoothly to the small of my back as he guided me around the room, pointing out all kinds of things I had mistaken for decor, but were apparently very much a part of his sex life.“I hope you’re not overwhelmed,” he mused, slipping his fingers somewhat obscenely through a puddle of hot wax that had formed beneath one of his many candles, and I watched transfixed as the wax hardened against his skin.“A little,” I confessed, and he eyed me with something akin to concern. “But not in a bad way, I’ve just never . . . ”“Never been tied up, at someone else’s mercy, while they drip hot wax onto your skin?” He grinned devilishly, most certainly aware of the way my heart raced as he spoke.The way he said the word mercy . . . on his tongue, it sounded like something between prayer and pornography.“I can’t say that I have,” I answered honestly. “I never had a partner that I—”“That you trusted enough?” He finished for me, and I nodded. “Helaine .
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HelaineI bit my lip as I stood, savoring the odd metallic taste of him that still lingered as I watched him fiddle with the old record player—it looked antique, but kept in great condition.He seemed almost frozen when the music started to play, and my heart ached. “We can listen to something else,” I offered.I didn’t know how close he’d been with the band—he couldn’t have been much older than me, so they would have already gone missing well before he was born, but it really seemed to affect him nonetheless.“No,” he sighed, running his hands through his hair as he took a moment to catch his breath, before turning back to face me. “No, I need to hear it.”Before I could say anything else, he closed the distance between us, and pulled me close so he could kiss me again, weaving a hand into my hair.I clung to him, trying to keep up, damn near breathless by the time he finally let me go.I wanted more.“I want you to strip,” he breathed against my lips, still holding my head in his ha
Last Updated : 2024-11-21Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Five: Good Girl
HelaineHe held my jaw in his hand as he pulled me into a deep and hungry kiss that made me whine as he pulled away.His husky laughter resonated through my ears, and I could tell by the tension in his voice that he was every bit as turned on as I was in this moment.He stalked out of my line of sight, and I was left staring down at the coffin. From my vantage point, I could see all of the gorgeous details carved into the black stained wood—hundreds if not thousands of small skulls and bats were hidden among the intricate brambles of roses.Evan had said he worked in many different mediums, and I wondered if he’d carved it himself.My line of thinking was cut off by the sudden
Last Updated : 2024-11-24Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Six: Sanguine
HelaineI let out a pathetic little whimper when I felt the sting of the first cut, but I also heard the sharp rasp to his breath. It was like he was struggling to control himself, and however much the blade stung, it was worth it to hear him so thoroughly wrecked.I didn’t hold back my cries as he continued to slice my skin in what felt as though he was probably cutting intricate patterns into my flesh, and it seemed to spur him on.I had gone dumb with pleasure—more than anything physical, I was getting off on the fact that he had made me his canvas.I let out a loud wail when I came, my pussy clenching helplessly around nothing, and soon after I was startled by the metallic clatter of the knife hitting
Last Updated : 2024-11-25Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Seven: Movie Night
Helaine“I don’t know, I think the villain’s motivations were a little passé.”“Passé? Come on, it was a vampire flick from the 80s. What motivation does he need beyond ‘Mmm lemme at that blood’?”“Helaine, you’re into gothic lit, right? Help me out here.”“Hmm, what?” I startled, looking dazed as my friends waited for an answer. “Sorry, I was . . . I was focused on the movie.”Lie.It was a total, complete, bald faced lie.Ever since my friends and I pooled our money together for a projector, movie night in the abandoned underpass had been my absolute favorite thing to do, especially in October, where we met once a week for a horror movie on Saturday as opposed to once a month like the rest of the year.It helped to make up for the fact that outdoor movie nights tended to be a no-go through most of winter.By all accounts, I should have been absolutely engrossed in this cheesy old vampire movie, but it was hard to focus when Evan spent the entire time sitting across the underpass sta
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Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Forty: Angel
HelaineWind whipped my face as Valek flew through the air, but I could hardly feel it.I hardly even remembered being taken from my childhood home. Everything after my body had erupted with that dark blast of energy felt unreal, like everything around me melted away in the inferno of the pain that racked my body.But in whatever conscious part of my mind that still struggled to hold on, I knew that Evan was still at my father’s house, left so far behind that there was no way he’d ever find me.What would he do? What would Frank do?Valek had frozen Evan and cast him off as easily as if she were flicking away an ant that had crawled onto her deathly pale skin. The only thin assurance I had that he was even alive was that in some strange way, I could feel him.Maybe it was like Lilith said—his damned soul was bound to me. I would feel it if he’d been killed.I hoped.There was precious little I could feel in this moment other than the searing torture my body was enduring.But he had to
Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Thirty-Nine: The First Vampire
Evan“Helaine . . . ” I could hardly hear my own voice in this moment, like my head was in a fish bowl, and my mouth had gone impossibly dry. I pawed weakly at Helaine, trying to pull her toward the door. “We need to leave. Now.”My whole body felt like there was ice in my veins when I saw her—Valek, the Mistress of Blood, with her cold, black eyes fixed squarely on the woman I loved.“Helaine,” I urged.She yanked her arm out of my grip, looking back at me with desperate eyes, still clouded with inky black tears as she protested, “I can’t let her kill my dad!”“He tried to kill you!” I pleaded, reaching for her again, but it was useless.Evan after all he’d put her through, Helaine still saw the man as her father. She was like a scared little girl right now, and I couldn’t blame her.She wasn’t the only one who felt small—helpless.It was impossible not to feel that way when an ancient horror beyond mortal comprehension made herself known.Frank Fairgrieve made a pathetic effort to p
Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Thirty-Eight: Sins of the Father
HelaineFrank’s brow furrowed as he openly stared at me, the shotgun clattering to the gravel below as it fell from his hand. No doubt, I was the last person he expected to see rolling up to his house tonight.“Helaine . . . ” His voice was barely above a whisper as his head shook slowly, side to side, like he knew this wasn’t just a social call.Like he knew all his lies would catch up to him eventually.Evan followed, climbing out of the driver’s seat and eyeing my father dangerously over the el camino’s hood.“Who’s he?” Dad asked, his eyes narrowed suspiciously as he gestured toward Evan.“Never mind who I am,” Evan spat without an ounce of hesitation, his eyes never leaving my dad as though if he stared hard enough his gaze would pierce through him. “Your business is with her, not me.”In some cases, I supposed that Evan’s gaze could do just that to a person’s mind, but he wasn’t using his ability now. He wouldn’t meddle like that when he knew how badly I needed this.“I think yo
Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Thirty-Seven: Primrose
HelaineEvan’s hand was on my thigh as the el camino rolled through the woodland road, the headlights illuminating the eyes of a fat raccoon as it crossed in front of us.“We’re close,” I told him, taking his hand and squeezing it tight as we drove further down this lonely road.Just on the other side of these trees would be my hometown of Primrose New York. Even though I came home every year for the holidays, I never looked forward to coming back.“It’s alright,” Evan offered from the driver’s seat, keeping one hand on the steering wheel. One thing that was comforting about riding with a vampire was that he really didn’t even need the headlights, so he was worlds safer driving at night than the average man. “We’ll get the answers you need, and we can leave whenever you want.”That was one of the things I loved most about this man. He always gave me a choice, even when I felt as though my life was spiraling completely out of control.Even though we’d come this far, even after everythi
Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Thirty-Six: Sucker Love
HelaineEvan’s eyes lingered on me as I pulled his old shirt over my head. The material was thicker than I was used to, but that made sense considering it was a man’s shirt from the eighties, not the flimsy tissue that passed for fabric nowadays.The jeans were a little tight on my hips, but at least they were clean and dry, instead of spattered with someone else’s blood.But . . . there was more than just old clothes in the back of the el camino, and I had the distinct impression that he didn’t want to look at it when he had me pick our clothes.I wasn’t the only one with a past, and that was never a secret. But the more my mind lingered on what I saw in the truck-bed the more I wondered exactly what happened, and why he didn’t want to talk about it.“You look good in my clothes.” He hooked a finger through one of the belt loops on my borrowed jeans and used it to pull me close so he could press a kiss to my freshly washed hair. “I’ll have to let you raid my closet when we get back t
Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Thirty-Five: Lithium
EvanHelaine clung to me with tears streaming down her face and I was suddenly very aware of the blood drying on my hand as I smoothed down her hair.We were a mess, inside and out.No one took their first kill well. Taking another human life wasn’t supposed to be easy, but there were more layers of it for her.Through that one brutal action, it was like the darkness in her was roused from sleep. I saw it in her eyes, and there was no way I could pretend that I didn’t.“It’s going to be alright,” I murmured into her hair, but the words felt hollow even as I said them.How could I even begin to define “alright” for her right now?Whatever happened, whatever path she chose, I knew that I’d follow her. I’d take a thousand lives if it meant getting to twine mine with hers. It wasn’t as though spilling blood was new to me.Lilith called me Helaine’s champion, and she wasn’t wrong.But that wasn’t what Helaine needed to hear right now and as she clung to me, trembling as sobs wracking her s
Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Thirty-Four: Monster
Helaine“I’ll handle it,” he whispered in my ear, as he slid out of me, stuffing his still-hard cock back into his jeans. “Let me do the talking.”My stomach felt like it had tied itself in knots, remembering the last time those words came out of his mouth.Of course, that wasn’t fair of me.He was in a vulnerable place that night. He’d just been shown evidence that after all these years of nothingness and hunger, he was getting his soul back. I couldn’t begrudge his need for answers.Not when we were currently sticking our necks out to hunt down my dad for any information he had about me.Evan could never have imagined that summoning Lilith would have caused the trouble it did. As far as Evan knew before I took that photo of him, I was perfectly human.And it wasn’t as though living in ignorance would have changed the terrible truth that I was literal the spawn of satan.At least I found out while there still might be time to do something about it.The way he strode toward the absolu
Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Thirty-Three: Anti-Christ
HelaineThe man let out a gurgle as I pulled the rope more tightly around his neck, and I didn’t let go until his body fell completely limp. His face hit the floor hard with a terrible thwack as his nose broke against the ground.My breathing was labored as I stood over him, amidst the carnage. I almost couldn’t believe what I was seeing, what I’d just done.But he would have killed Evan if he had the chance, and I couldn’t let that happen. He was the only one I had who could ever understand what I was going through, and I . . . I cared for him.Deeply.My hands trembled and my head ached as the world seemed to spin around me.I killed a man today. I took a life. A soul.“Helaine, you should’ve stayed in the room,” Evan scolded me, but I could see the gratitude in his eyes as he approached, holding me in his arms. “They wouldn’t have even hesitated to kill you.”“Which is why we killed them,” I retorted, clinging to Evan as I stared down at the still-warm corpse of the man I strangled
Sanguine Inclinations Chapter Thirty-Two: Slayer
EvanThe look of pure concern in her eyes stabbed into me like a knife to the chest. The wound closed as I dragged my thumb across my hand, but she had already seen.The damage had been done.“I never meant for you to see me like this.” I gazed at her with pleading eyes, quietly begging her to understand.Before now, she’d seen me as a domineering presence—always careful, and always in control, but by the very nature of the vampiric curse, there was an inherent weakness.One that made me look and feel truly pathetic.“What—what’s happening?” She asked with a furrowed brow as she extended a gentle hand to touch me, only for me to flinch away. “Evan?”“I should have known this would happen, sleeping away from my coffin.” Shaking my head, I moved as far away from her as I could in the bath, water sloshing around us. “But I haven’t needed nearly as much blood since I met you, so I thought I’d manage until you recovered enough.”“Your coffin? What does that have to do with—”“Sleeping in a
