Freya found Margaret pacing the exterior of the hovel she’d prepared for Louella’s confinement when she returned with the doctor. Her footsteps had worn a smooth path in the dusty ground from her steady repetitions over it. She was clearly distraught.
“How is Davina?” Margaret anxiously asked.
“She and the baby are doing just fine,” Sally replied. “She’s a remarkably resilient girl and her daughter entered this world strong and healthy.”
“What a blessing,” Margaret said with relief.
“It’s a damned miracle if you ask me,” Freya said as she walked past Margaret toward the entrance of the prison. “That baby was technically in its second trimester. Yet, it came out a fully developed and completely healthy child.”
“You deal in magic. Why should this surprise you?” Sally asked as she followed Freya.
“Becau
Valkyr finished having sex with a drugged and almost lifeless mundane that was brought in from the club and walked away with disgust. He’d been spoiled by Louella. He no longer enjoyed sex with half comatose men and women. It didn’t matter what he used from his arsenal of sex tools, their reaction wasn’t as real and animated as Louella’s had been. Their moans and screams lacked the passion and power behind them. He’d also grown accustomed to the cleaner blood that Louella offered. The mundanes from the club tasted of the drugs that were slipped into their drinks.His men had gone out several times searching for his pregnant witch, but came back empty handed each time. He was beginning to wonder if he should contact the dark lord. He hesitated because, although the dark lord would not think of starting something with him, Louella was his subject. She’d confided in him on more than one occasion about her si
Davina wailed with dismay at the sight of Theo’s bruised and emaciated body. Her first instinct was to rush over to the vampire’s den and pummel it with fireballs, but she knew better. She was a new mother with a child who depended upon her. She couldn’t run around putting herself in danger for the sake of revenge, no matter how badly she wanted it.At the others’ insistence, she sat in the corner of the room holding her baby while Sally patched up Theo as best as she could. The doctor sent Margaret and Freya off on several errands -such as fetching blood from a nearby blood bank for a transfusion- before she was satisfied that Theo was no longer in danger.Although Margaret and Freya would have preferred to teleport Theo to Davina’s house, they listened to the good doctor’s advice and transported him via a vehicle instead. Teleporting could prove hard on a body and Theo’s body was in too weakened
“I’m going to miss all of this green,” Freya sighed as she and Margaret walked the gardens one last time.“Why leave? I’ve enjoyed your company so much,” Margaret said. “We make a great pair. Imagine all of the good we could do together.”“Sadly, like you said, my time was destined to suffer even without Louella’s interference. We eliminated the catastrophic events Louella caused but there is still the devastation caused by war to deal with. I can’t, in good conscience, abandon them.”Margaret sighed. She completely understood Freya’s thinking. Hadn’t she made her home in the less advanced past in order to protect and aid the innocents from evil? “Well, at least promise me that you’ll visit often.”“That, I can do,” Freya said with a smile.“Will you be stopping in to see our young couple
“There is an old saying, ‘Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it.’ I think the saying stops before completing the thought. It should be, ‘Be careful what you wish for, you just might get it in a totally unexpected way and an unbelievably different form’.”Dr. Joseph Covington said nothing as he continued to move his pen over the pad of paper he kept propped against the highest point of his bent knee as his long, lean leg rested across the top of his other leg. He looked far more comfortable than Davina felt. She shifted in her seat as she waited for him to say something, anything. If he didn’t soon she promised herself she’d reach over and grab that pen right from his boney hand.When he finally uncrossed his legs, leaned forward to better focus on her and questioned whether she felt she’d gotten what she asked for, she was so elated to finally hear him speak that she didn’
Louella relaxed in a chair at the bistro table that was strategically placed on the veranda of their Tuscany inspired family home to allow the afternoon sun to warm whoever sat there during the fall and winter months while enjoying an afternoon glass of a new aromatic white wine from her recently inherited vineyard. She smiled with satisfaction over the events of the week. She’d managed to convince her aunts to back her in having Davina committed to the Sunrise Sanitarium. Not that she needed them to accomplish it, but the fact that they supported her decision gave more validity to it. One never knew when something like that might come in handy.She was a person who was careful to dot her ‘i’s’ and crossed her ‘t’s’ in life. Unlike her twin sister, she took her time to plan out important moves. It was because of her patience, diligence, and devotion to details that she was able to seize the opportunity Davina’s
Davina paced the floor in front of her window while she watched her aunt walk down the flower lined sidewalk to the car that awaited her. A tall, slender man she knew to be Tillie’s driver pulled his body from where he was leaning against the car as he rushed to open the back door and help her slide onto the back seat. When he closed the door, he looked up at her window. Was that a smirk of recognition on his face? She wasn’t sure, but it was enough to make her back away quickly.She’d tried to convince her aunt to help her get free of the institution, but to no avail. Believing that her brother’s child was where she needed to be to get the help required to heal her fragile mental state, her aunt’s visit had been to provide her with a few of her belongings to help make her more comfortable while in her new environment. Davina was tempted to accuse Tillie of knowing that Louella intended to keep her there permanently and the croo
Louella pushed her way across the crowded dance floor while never taking her eyes off her target. Valkyr Draken was a man she’d avoided having contact with due to his perilous reputation. That was about to change. She needed help that only he could give. Sure, there were others in the city, but she didn’t know who they were. He was the only one she knew she could turn to for immediate help in a crisis. So, she put on her best poker face and braved the crowd. She was determined to solicit his help, no matter the cost.His dark eyes hinted of amusement as he watched her battle through the drug induced dancers. They barely noticed as she pushed and shoved them out of her way with such aggression that many lost their balance; yet they continued to dance. It was as if they were under some type of spell. In a way, they were. The mild blend of ecstasy and tik that was slipped in minute amounts into e
Louella immediately poured herself a scotch after limping from the car to the house. She’d been used to the point of worrying about her welfare, but they were clearly adept at taking their victims to the brink of injury without really injuring them. Although she’d contemplated joining an underground S&M club, she never quite got around to it. Her little session with Valkyr and his men cured her of all curiosity on that point. It wasn’t for her. She preferred to be the one in charge who was doing what she wanted, when she wanted.She wasn’t sure, but she thought she’d caught a glimpse of Valkyr’s face when she could finally remove the shirt from her eyes. She could have sworn she saw it transforming from a hideous, distorted looking thing with red eyes to his normal, handsome brown-eyed self. She shook her head as she poured a generous amount of the burning liquid down her throat. She’d clearly i
“I’m going to miss all of this green,” Freya sighed as she and Margaret walked the gardens one last time.“Why leave? I’ve enjoyed your company so much,” Margaret said. “We make a great pair. Imagine all of the good we could do together.”“Sadly, like you said, my time was destined to suffer even without Louella’s interference. We eliminated the catastrophic events Louella caused but there is still the devastation caused by war to deal with. I can’t, in good conscience, abandon them.”Margaret sighed. She completely understood Freya’s thinking. Hadn’t she made her home in the less advanced past in order to protect and aid the innocents from evil? “Well, at least promise me that you’ll visit often.”“That, I can do,” Freya said with a smile.“Will you be stopping in to see our young couple
Davina wailed with dismay at the sight of Theo’s bruised and emaciated body. Her first instinct was to rush over to the vampire’s den and pummel it with fireballs, but she knew better. She was a new mother with a child who depended upon her. She couldn’t run around putting herself in danger for the sake of revenge, no matter how badly she wanted it.At the others’ insistence, she sat in the corner of the room holding her baby while Sally patched up Theo as best as she could. The doctor sent Margaret and Freya off on several errands -such as fetching blood from a nearby blood bank for a transfusion- before she was satisfied that Theo was no longer in danger.Although Margaret and Freya would have preferred to teleport Theo to Davina’s house, they listened to the good doctor’s advice and transported him via a vehicle instead. Teleporting could prove hard on a body and Theo’s body was in too weakened
Valkyr finished having sex with a drugged and almost lifeless mundane that was brought in from the club and walked away with disgust. He’d been spoiled by Louella. He no longer enjoyed sex with half comatose men and women. It didn’t matter what he used from his arsenal of sex tools, their reaction wasn’t as real and animated as Louella’s had been. Their moans and screams lacked the passion and power behind them. He’d also grown accustomed to the cleaner blood that Louella offered. The mundanes from the club tasted of the drugs that were slipped into their drinks.His men had gone out several times searching for his pregnant witch, but came back empty handed each time. He was beginning to wonder if he should contact the dark lord. He hesitated because, although the dark lord would not think of starting something with him, Louella was his subject. She’d confided in him on more than one occasion about her si
Freya found Margaret pacing the exterior of the hovel she’d prepared for Louella’s confinement when she returned with the doctor. Her footsteps had worn a smooth path in the dusty ground from her steady repetitions over it. She was clearly distraught.“How is Davina?” Margaret anxiously asked.“She and the baby are doing just fine,” Sally replied. “She’s a remarkably resilient girl and her daughter entered this world strong and healthy.”“What a blessing,” Margaret said with relief.“It’s a damned miracle if you ask me,” Freya said as she walked past Margaret toward the entrance of the prison. “That baby was technically in its second trimester. Yet, it came out a fully developed and completely healthy child.”“You deal in magic. Why should this surprise you?” Sally asked as she followed Freya.“Becau
Valkyr watched as Victor and Jeremiah dragged the traveler into the room. His face was battered and bruised to the point of being almost unrecognizable and blood still oozed from the feeding holes in his neck. It was clear to Valkyr that his men hadn’t bothered to heal the feeding wounds on the traveler like they did with others after drinking their blood. He smiled with approval.Professional travelers were of a supernatural nature that set them apart from the others. Their skills were never simply traveling. Some had the ability to perform a decent amount of magic. Some could influence the thoughts in the mundane’s head. Some had calculating minds that were phenomenal in staying one step ahead of the enemy during war. Whatever the extra, you could bet that there was another ability mixed in with the time travel talents. You could also be assured that all travelers were doing the biddin
“I can’t believe you didn’t notice how big her stomach had gotten,” Sally Morgenstern huffed as she completed her examination on Davina. “I can understand Davina not realizing it, since her mind is stressed and she’s wearing the stomach, but you are separate, unstressed, and have easy visibility of her person.”“Who says I’m not stressed?” Freya complained.Sally eyed her cousin wearily. “Okay. I’ll give you that. ““So, what’s the verdict?”“The magic sped up the gestation period. She’s ready to give birth.”“I can’t give birth!” Davina howled from the bed they’d placed her on for the examination. “Theo needs me!”Sally shook her head. “Theo will have to wait. That baby wants out now.”Frey ran her fingers through her short brown hai
Freya greeted Davina with a smile as she entered the estate house that Louella had been occupying. “I’ll bet it feels good to be back home.”Davina nodded as she guided Freya to the back patio. “This place holds a lot of memories.” Pointing to a small table that was set up with brunch, she added, “I thought you might enjoy eating outside. The grounds are so beautiful this time of year.”“I’ll miss all of this greenery when I go back,” Freya said as she seated herself at the table. “This looks delicious. Are you an adept cook or does the house come equipped with one?”“Both,” Davina said with a smile. “I’m fairly comfortable in the kitchen, but, admittedly, I had help with today’s food.”“When you get Theo back, will you two live here?”“It’s mine by right. Well, half of it is, anyway
Theo tugged at the chain that offered him roaming ability of only a few yards from the damp, stone wall. He was in the basement of a building by a body of water. He could tell that much. Unfortunately, because of the lack of windows, electrical lighting, and variety of attire worn by the vampires, he had no idea what body of water he was near or what century he was in.Being a seasoned traveler, he was able to tell certain things. One of them was the fact that he was no longer in the fourteenth century. The density of the air was heavier and far more familiar to him. If he was to take a guess, he’d say he was at least in the nineteenth century, if not later. He might even be in the twenty-first century. Not knowing was almost as annoying as the cuffs on his wrists and the chain around his ankle.“I see you are awake,” said the tall vampire that he’d heard the other vampires call Valkyr,
Louella paced the small cell that she’d been locked into by the two very annoying witches. It took her a while to realize that she’d been drugged by her doctor in order to lower her abilities to do magic. She couldn’t wait to be free and look that doctor up. The pain she’d happily inflict upon the medical woman would do her father proud.The cage was spelled. Not only did it bind her magic, but she could feel it drawing it out of her. If she was kept in it for too long, it might permanently syphon every drop from her. Should that happen, she feared reprisals from the unforgiving dark lord.She was rapidly learning that there were just as many disadvantages to being in the dark lord’s eye as there were advantages. Maybe more. After all, she’d witnessed him killing several of her siblings on various occasions for disappointing him and he’d allowed her to behead Sybil wit