Unknown POV: The bar was filled with the stench of sweat and alcohol, the mass of flesh in the middle of the dance floor writhing. Lights played on the figures, colors of blue and green washing over the crowd as dark shadows sat at the bar, drowning their demons. The air was heavy with desire- for lust, for indulgence, for sin. The walls were painted with a four walled mural of an enchanted forest, reaching up to the cieling with the sky painted black, little tiny twinkle lights embedded in the plaster to shine like small stars. Fog rolled on the dance floor, swimming at the mass's feet as it curled around them and embraced them. Mouths moved, but you couldn't hear their voices over the loud pounding of the music. I walked over towards the bar, taking my purse off my shoulder as I sat down at it and placed it in my lap. The bartender smirked as she saw me and walked over, putting a towel on her shoulder. "What can I get for ya?" She asked me, grinning as she leaned up agai
Continuing The Same Unknown's POV: "Am I late?" I heard my sister ask. I tsked and looked towards the bloody seats then at my ruined dress. "I don't know, do I look like I've been eaten?" I called out to her then got up into the seat. It's not like I won't crawl through the blood though. I've had to countless times before. I unlocked the car then got out, stretching. "Hey sis~" The fledgling stepped back from the car quickly, fear written all over him. I heard my sister humm a hey as she started closer to us. "I thought I heard a sister in distress," she purred. "After that gun went off.. and that girl followed the two of you out here. Oh wait~ Do I need to kill bloody face too?" She asked and aimed the gun down at the fledgling. I looked at the fledgling then and raised an eyebrow. "Well, he is a vampire... and he did bite me," I told her and giggled. "You shot his maker though~ I don't know, do you want to kill him or try to rehabilitate him? He's young. H
A reference to look back to instead of looking through the chapters for these small and/or unnoticable details as well as not mentioned- yet. Extra info may be put in comments as well as your opinion of the characters. ~ Calix: Insanity's Demon. His reddish pink eyes have the ability to glow when he becomes angry or lustful or just whenever he wants to mess with someone. He frequently chooses to wear sluttish outfits on purpose, liking how they define his body and likes it when his souls want him. His favorite shoes are stillettos and he likes tight leather pants. He happens to love making deals with humans- usually those who are in despair when he finds them. He loves the look of death on someone's face and their absolute terror and loves hearing their cries for him, becoming sadistic at times and telling them to beg for him to help them. He appears to have goals though in life, such as obtaining Emile's soul and whatnot since how he gave up his deal with Laurence (or did he?). He ca
~Seventeen years later from where we last left off.Toma's POV:I watched the sun setting and felt excited for the night to come. Dmitri promised me a surprise tonight for turning twenty one. Having a vampire for my treasure means I've been celebrating my birthday twice instead of once since usually when he wakes up it's still my birthday until midnight. I could hear other vampires stirring in their beds. Kingsley decided to throw me a birthday ball to celebrate and everyone was here, including Silas with his mate and children. He had sixteen of them! Sixteen! Rei was surprised during the last birth- or so he told us the night before when he showed up to celebrate my birthday. Silas had given him a set of twins. I really feel spoiled for all the company I have to celebrate something so little as me hatching and Dmitri becoming my treasure. Two nights in a row ball for celebration of my birth is a bit too much but I'm over excited for it. I glanced around as the thought of Ross crossed
Unknown POV: I shook in fear as Quil's eyes caught me watching him from behind a tree. I had just managed to escape from them after they chased me for a mile. This tree was my usual hiding spot. "THERE HE IS!" Quil shouted to his other three friends. My high school bullies- my whole life had been dedicated to running away from these four- mainly Quil. Quil was the alpha male. He bullied everyone and his friends joined.... when he was out of school sick they were normal people... but with him around they did as he spoke. I heard the others should they were going to get me. "Come here faggot! I've got a surprise for you!" Quil pulled out a knife from his pocket. "I'm gonna gut you for causing me to run one extra mile that I planned today!" "Yeah! Get 'em Quil! We ran enough in gym for a whole horse in a track race!" Sammy shouted."Shut up idiot!" Quil snapped. "You sounded so stupid then.""Don't horses run miles in track races?" Chase asked with a questionable look on his face."HEY
I felt my back slam up against a wall, my head pounding with pain. I looked around and started to calm down from a panic attack. I'm okay, it's okay. I looked around the padded room and sunk against the squishy wall, landing back down in my sitting position. I looked down at the yellow straight jacket, the bright yellow being the only fun color about this place. I could feel an itch coming up my legs then, making me yelp and squirm to try to itch it. My whole body itched. I suddenly saw a reflection of me on the other side of the room staring at the corner of the wall, another of me looking at the door, another laid out in the middle, another resting on the bed. Whose the real me? I finally found myself pacing the small boxed in room. How long have I been in here!? "Let me out!" I begged and kicked at the door. I'm going insane in here! I paced the room with dread of being in here. Something like this place will make anyone go mad. A sane person mad and a mad person sane. I started
"Oh my lord! Fuck! I hit someone!" I heard a panicked voice. "Damn it..." I looked around for the voice. A silver haired male was looking me over worriedly. He suddenly exposed fangs and leaned in, biting into my neck. I let out a scream, fear taking me over. IT'S A VAMPIRE! I'M IN HELL! I'M IN HELL! He started to drain me then, pulling me close as he rubbed my arm. I'm going to die! "I don't want to die," I mumbled weakly. The vampire shushed me and then began to finish me off. He pulled back at the last second just when I felt like I was going to be finished and he looked me in the eyes and bit into his wrist, pressing it against my lips. "Drink," the vampire told me quickly. "NO!" I heard the demon fuming in the background, sounding pissed. "DON'T YOU DARE LAURENCE!" I looked towards the vampire, finding comfort and started to drink like he told me. "LAURENCE!" The demon screeched at me. "SPIT IT OUT!" I swallowed my first bit, moaning at the taste. "DAMN YOU! I'LL KILL YOU!" I
Laurence's POV:I sat up slowly in bed, I could feel the sun setting off in the distance as it was now dusk. I spent most of the day transforming into a vampire. I could still feel my body aching from the transformation I took on after an impact of a car crashing into me. A vampire had saved me last night. I let out a small moan as my fangs exposed and hunger struck me. I looked over at the sleeping vampire next to me and visualized him telling me his name, Silas Rosario. I could imagine him ordering off his phone for maids to bring us a bottle of blood. My eyes flickered to the straight jacket I had once been in as a human. I slipped my hands into my maker's pocket and pulled out his phone, using his thumb to unlock it. I scanned my fingers over the keyboard, telling a maid we'd need two bottles of blood. I sat his phone on his chest then stood up, my head stinging. I let out a small hiss as knowledge flowed through me at once of where I was, Silas telling me everything about the pla