We have just seen somewhat of a rather strange situation. I did, and by all fairness, the rest in our group, we have come to believe that both men that have just come down the alley are, in fact, men. Well, we have been sadly mistaken, for the one man, and it is not quite clear from where we are standing, has overpowered the other and is now, in fact, eating him alive.
The terrifying screams are near enough to make my skin crawl. The sudden flush of blood in the air is telling us that this animal is raving this poor human at an alarmingly fast pace. Now, why one of us is not moving, that I do not know, though that is what we came here for. So much to my horror, my beloved starts approaching this creature.
"My beloved," I try to whisper as softly underneath my breath as possible, "Where are you going?"
"To help the man, of course."
Lestat that has seen the extent of the wounds that these victims, starts to laugh softly from his chest. "My dear Anastasia, it is pointless; that man was dead the first minute his body hit the floor."
"Well, then I am going to see what monster we are dealing with." She says, rather confident in herself.
Now, this makes it my time to chuckle over with great laughter; even though she is finding it rather annoying, I still carry on with my boldness, "My beloved, are you going to go shake the creature's hand?"
I can only be thankful that I find myself between the Vampire Hunter and Lestat, as the look of death that she carries in my eyes is somewhat unnerving. But if I thought she would take Lestat and me seriously, she does prove me otherwise, for she does slowly, don't know why, but she finds herself crawling up a pace to go ascertain what type of monster we are dealing with.
So it is with much horror that I see her only but a mere twenty odd steps away from this creature, then out of what I am assuming is fear, she joins us again. Now I only have two questions, what is it, and why have we not even scared it away? Well, it only scurried away once she was almost on top of it. Oh, perhaps I have answered own on my own, we are Vampires; they do not consider us to be fit as a meal. This makes me think.
"My dear Zachariah, please will you walk up to that creature? I wish to test a theory."
"The only theory we shall test is how fast my dagger goes into your heart. Now, why is this creature not even merely interested in even attacking. Oh, I forgot, you are already dead."
"Zachariah!" I watch as my beloved's flat of her palm makes contact with a very much flushed cheek now.
"Ha! You have been whipped, my friend," I loudly claim as my voice echoes through the alley. But that is when we see it, between getting whipped and laughed at; the creature finds the lovely idea in his head that it feels the need to creep up to us.
What we see is one thing that only the two Winchester boys can explain. So with a clear image in our heads, we find our way out of the alley even faster than we have entered. There is an immense fear that sets over my body, never have I seen any such thing in my life before. So much so that my beloved comes to take my hand, and thank god she is not an Ancient anymore, for she would have broken every bone.
With that, we soon find ourselves back at Lestat's home, phoning the clever one of the two boys. But if I think that my call was welcomed, well, I am highly mistaken.
"What have you summonsed now?" I laugh nervously as Samuel answers the phone promptly. Why would the man think every time I phone him that I am in trouble, or that trouble seemed to have found me.
While I wait for Dean to make a string of jokes as he is speculating the reason for my call, I begin to explain as much detail as I can, "Well, my dear friend, I do not know what it is. But it seems to enjoy the buffet that your humans bring."
"Wolf?"
"No."
"Hybrid?
"No, established not either."
"What does it look like?"
"A human, well until its teeth appear."
Samuel goes silent for several minutes as he tried to play the possible list of creatures in his head.
"You are sure it is not a Vampire," he stupidly asks.
"Well, why would I hunt my own."
"Uhm…because you do."
"This is not helping my friend. Now, will you be helping me or not?"
"Fine, we shall see you in a couple of hours."
"We are not at home; we are with Lestat."
"Oh my god," I hear him slam his hand against what is possibly a table, "Are you sure it was not him?"
"No, he witnessed it with us."
"Fine, we will see you in less than a couple of hours."
While waiting for the boys to come, the Vampire Hunter nervously goes to rest for the evening; he is almost sure that Lestat will kill and make him dinner while he is sleeping. I do not blame the young man for Lestat had done some questionable things in his lifetime. But I think my dear beloved will drive a dagger through his heart if he so much as touches Zachariah.
As for me and my beloved, we retire to a room to rest; this habit of her does still finds me odd if you know me, it is an excuse to torture me and drive me to a craving for her body that is so immense that I will go as much as pull my very hair from my head. And let us not forget she has those damn seductive red stiletto boots on, which she is refusing to take off. She, too, like the Vampire Hunter, fear that Lestat might listen to us should we make love. Which I can also in confidence say, it is something that he has done on numerous occasions.
But thankfully, he does seem to behave himself for the period that we await the arrival of the Winchester boys. Now there is no love lost between Lestat and them. They will, and have, on many occasions, threatening to kill the man. Why they have not done so yet is beyond my understanding. And quite amusingly, for but only the first couple of minutes, Lestat, much to my enjoyment, hides behind no other than the Vampire Hunter.
"Well, well, is it not our dear Lestat," Dean slaps him on the shoulder as he pulls him from behind Zachariah. "What have you done again? Is it some scorned lover that has come to piss you off?"
Then the pesky little Vampire Hunter seems to feel the need to add, "Is it a male Vampire thing, this scorned lover? Can you men not control yourself."
"My dear friend," I answer, much to the shock of my explanation, "If you are doomed to live for eternity, then staying with one woman that long does become dreadful."
"Sebastian!"
"Yes, my beloved."
She but only remain quiet and give me a rather strong look of dissatisfaction.
But dear Winchester boy, Dean, adds, "you have been whipped."
I stop him from continuing, "What is up with this whipped then? Why do one call it whipped when you do not use the actual item."
"Stop over analyzing and tell us about this monster," Dean says as he is getting irritable with Lestat hovering around him like a rather large piece of meat.
"Well, as I said, it is human, and it has got a lot of teeth.
"Yes," Dean says. "Generally, humans do have a lot of teeth. You have to be more specific."
"Let us take when my beloved was an Ancient, and she had all those ugly teeth," Dean looks at me and shakes his head.
"No, no, big no, no," yup, and with that, her palm comes crashing against my face, which would not even turn rosy if I tried it too. But let me carry on, "He had those teeth, but the man could open his mouth really big, like extremely largely over big.
"Take us to the place where this creature was before," Dean says as he goes to fetch a rather thick book bound in leather. "I think I have an idea what this might be."
So for the second time this evening, we find ourselves heading into a dark alley where we for certain know there lies a danger in, and as always, it is not the Vampire that holds the danger here.
Much to our utter disgust, the body of the man still remains where we left it several hours ago. The question begs, it truly does not care for how it leaves its victim, or do they, in fact, keep it for a snack later. Needless to say, whichever one, the boys still go to investigate the wounds on the man's body. But they are not yet convinced what creature we are dealing with.
To my total surprise, at the toss of a coin, the boys flip to decide who shall play the bait. Now, if I knew that, he would have tried it with our Vampire Hunter a while again. So as we all once retreat into the darkness again, we patiently hope that this animal shall come to show his face again. And we need not have to wait for long, for out of now where the man goes straight for Dean and attacks him.
As the man tries to overpower him, he exposes whatever those godawful things in his mouth are and goes to mangle Dean's face. Dean seems to be able to hold him at bay, but then he slips a wooden stake, for he was fairly convinced it was a Vampire being the cause of the attacks. Once this man sees the stake, it startles him, and he disappears into the darkness of the alley.
As he comes back, reeking of something that is not nearly pleasant on the nose, he confidently turns to his brother, "I know what it is."


"Who are you, Sebastian?"

"I think I can ask the same. Where did you come from, Anastasia?"

As soon as the last syllable escapes my lips, we find ourselves interlocked in a kiss. Knowing my full attention, I stop to ask, "Are you sure you want to do this, Anastasia?"

"The only thing I'm sure of is the way you are making me feel."

Unable to contain myself, I pull her into a fiery and passionate kiss. All my thoughts are obliterated. For the first time in over two hundred years, I am kissing a mortal woman. I can feel the hunger grow inside me, the pleasure building towards a peak. I pull her even tighter into my body. I can smell her arousal, and it only fuels me. The kiss is getting deeper and deeper with every breath that we take.

"What are we doing, Sebastian?"

"Anastasia, let me show you.”

Vampire Master, Sebastian Belmont, has been carved to perfection for over two hundred years. Drawn to danger, he dangles his fingers in all that is supernatural and has great power beyond compare. Ruthless, yet charming, he rules his empire with an iron fist.

With a line of scorned ex-lovers left behind, this charming Vampire is set to cross paths with Anastasia Santi.

Anastasia Santi is a young girl that has great aspirations and desires all the things, the love, and the fulfillment that she dreamed of as a child. She is strong-willed and always finds herself in some sort of trouble she needs saving from. 

Though one fateful night, Sebastian crosses the line and sets his life in a new direction. A destiny toward a great legacy and to all things that goes bump in the night.

But the ultimate sacrifice lies at the end… 

Will Sebastian give up the one thing that he values the most…his immortality…

Fruit 747: Akhir Dari Kastil Perak dan Sang Legenda
Segera saja Andrea membuat segel tangan dan berhasil menciptakan selubung yang melingkupi serigala merah besar itu. 
Si serigala merah berjuang keluar dari selubung tapi dia bagai menabrak tembok tembus pandang.
Di pihak lain, Jovano sedang menajamkan penciumannya sehingga tau bau aneh di sekitarnya. 
Benar saja, Jovano lekas berkelit, namun lengannya tergores sedikit. Tidak bisa dibayangkan andai dia tidak cepat menghindar tepat waktu. 
Wuooshh!
Andrea arahkan telapak tangan untuk keluarkan api Cero ke sosok transparan yang baru saja menyerang Jovano. Segera, suara lengkingan muncul beserta siluet sosok yang dilingkupi api.
Tiba-tiba, Andrea sudah merunduk dan berguling untuk menghindari serangan strigoi lainnya. Dengan gerakan cepat, api Cero sudah disarangkan ke tubuh transparan mereka dan dua strigoi tumbang.
Serigala merah besar menyaksikan itu dengan mata benci. Ia semakin beringas menabrakkan dirinya ke penghalang buatan Andrea, namun tidak ada yang terjadi, seolah penghalang tipis itu berubah menjadi kubah baja saja. 
Ketika sang serigala merah besar ingin menggali tanah di bawahnya agar dia bisa lolos melalui jalan bawah tanah, ternyata penghalang itu juga ada di tanah. 
"Arrghhh!" raung serigala merah besar dan akhirnya dia pun mengubah wujudnya ke sosok asli, sosok Count Dracula.
Andrea dan Jovano sudah berhasil menumpas sekitar 6 strigoi yang menyerang diam-diam ke mereka menggunakan wujud transparan. Mayat-mayat strigoi itu sedang terbakar dan sebentar lagi menjadi abu. 
Count Dracula merasakan hatinya hancur melihat anak buahnya dibantai secara cepat. Napasnya terengah-engah karena dia berusaha menembus pertahanan selubung array dari Andrea.
Sungguh bagus bahwa Andrea mempelajari seni array—seni penghalang. Dan ini lebih baik dari Jovano. Bocah itu mengakui seni array ibunya lebih baik darinya.
Sedangkan Jovano hanya bisa membanggakan seni penempaan senjata saja yang tidak digeluti oleh sang Cambion.
Usai menghabisi strigoi yang hendak menyelamatkan raja mereka, Andrea dan Jovano menatap puas dengan kubah array ciptaan Andrea dengan Count Dracula berada di dalamnya.
"Akhirnya kau mau juga menunjukkan sosok aslimu, Count." Jovano berbicara di depan sang Count. "Kuakui, kau lebih tampan begini apa adanya ketimbang menjadi serigala merah tadi." 
"Dasar bocah keparat!" Count Dracula marah dan memukul-mukul kubah array dengan mata merah menyala dan taring muncul dari mulutnya yang terbuka untuk menggeram marah ke Jovano. 
"Siapa suruh kau menyuruh anak buahmu mengganggu keluargaku, huh?" Andrea ikut berdiri santai di depan count. "Kalian sudah dikalahkan di kutub selatan. Harusnya kalian cukup diam dan mensyukuri nasib kalian yang masih bisa bertahan hidup di sini, bukannya malah mencari gara-gara dengan kami lagi."
Mendengar ucapan Andrea, Count Dracula hanya bisa luruh dan duduk di tanah disertai wajah lesu. Apakah dia sedang menyesali nasibnya? Menyesali keputusannya untuk mengejar keluarga Andrea sebelumnya?
Sudah terlambat, Count. Nikmati saja sisa hidupmu ini. 
Memang benar adanya perkataan bahwa ada orang-orang yang tidak seharusnya diusik. Dan keluarga Andrea adalah salah satunya. 
Kecuali kau memiliki kemampuan dan kekuatan lebih dari yang kau usik.
Namun, cukuplah melanjutkan hidup dengan damai saja … itu adalah pilihan terbaik. No more war.
Tapi, pertanyaannya … apakah orang di dunia ini tidak suka berperang? Mereka suka! Dalam berbagai skala, tentunya. Dari yang kecil-kecilan seperti perkelahian antar individu, lalu antar kelompok, kemudian meningkat jadi antar ras, dan akhirnya … antar negara.
Semua orang, bahkan manusia … suka berperang. Apakah juga termasuk berperang dengan hawa napsunya sendiri? Ya, itu juga termasuk.
"Andrea." Dante sudah hadir di tempat Andrea dan Jovano berdiri. Ia mengecup kening istrinya, bersyukur bahwa sang istri baik-baik saja. "Jo."
"Dad. Kami berhasil menangkap tangkapan besar, nih!" Jovano terkekeh nakal sambil melirik Count Dracula yang cemberut di dalam kurungan array.
Dante menepuk bahu putranya. "Ha ha, kau memang terbaik. Berkat kau yang cepat berpikir, kami jadi mengetahui ada yang aneh dari seekor serigala menjauhi kastil."
Myren dan Ronh juga sudah tiba di situ. 
"Benar, andai Jovano tidak mengingatkan kami mengenai kemampuan strigoi, Count Dracula akan berhasil kabur." Ronh memandang kagum ke putra sang Cambion. 
"Good job, Jo!" Myren mengangguk bangga ke keponakannya.
"He he …" Jovano menggaruk belakang kepalanya sambil tersipu dipuji banyak orang.
Maka, menjelang malam tiba, pertempuran sudah usai dengan hasil yang dapat ditebak, yaitu kemenangan berada di tangan iblis dan sekutu mereka—werewolf.
Para prajurit iblis pun sudah dikembalikan ke dalam mutiara masing-masing dari King Zardakh dan Pangeran Djanh.
Sedangkan nasib Kastil Perak, itu dihancurkan oleh Myren dan Ronh menjadi puing-puing tak lagi berbentuk bangunan. Sejarah kastil mengerikan di tengah hutan Transylvania pun tamat. Nyaris rata dengan tanah.
Semua vampire dan calon vampire sudah dimusnahkan sehingga tidak ada jejak apapun di situ. Manusia hanya akan mendapati puing-puing berserakan saja tanpa akan menemukan adanya bekas pertempuran.
Bahkan ruang-ruang tersembunyi di dalam tanah juga sudah ditutup sesudah dihancurkan. Mereka benar-benar tidak menyisakan apapun dari kastil itu, selain puing-puing saja.
Untuk semua mayat para werewolf, itu sudah dikumpulkan dan Zahar telah menyetujui untuk dibakar agar tidak menimbulkan bahaya baru andai saja ada mayat yang tergigit oleh vampire dan bisa menjadi virus baru nantinya.
Semua merasa menang dan lega. 
Count Dracula juga telah diamankan dalam kurungan khusus milik King Zardakh. 
Zahar dan para werewolf lainnya mengucapkan terima kasih karena dibantu menumpas para vampire, musuh bebuyutan mereka. 
Ronh maju dan memeluk Zahar dan menepuk punggungnya. Sebuah pelukan antar lelaki gagah. Zahar pun mengangguk dan mereka pun pergi dari hutan, kembali ke komunitas masing-masing atas komando Zahar setelah sang Alpha berpamitan dengan King Zardakh dan rombongannya.
"Nah, ayo kita ke sebuah alam milikku untuk menaruh Count Dracula di sana." King Zardakh memberi saran yang diangguki oleh yang lainnya. 
Maka, hutan pun mendadak sunyi kembali setelah rombongan King Zardakh masuk ke sebuah alam api yang pernah digunakan untuk menginterogasi empat vampire sebelumnya. 
Di sana, Count Dracula cukup menjadi bulan-bulanan Andrea dan yang lainnya. 
"Anggap saja ini karma dia karena sudah menyiksa ratusan bahkan mungkin ribuan orang dengan keji semasa hidupnya." Andrea menatap puas tubuh Count Dracula yang telah diceburkan ke dalam sungai magma. 
Kini, tidak ada lagi sang legenda dunia yang terkenal kejam. Bahkan dunia tak tau bagaimana akhir dari sang legenda itu.
Lalu, mereka pun kembali ke Jepang dan Ivy juga diambil dari Alam Schnee, berikut Shelly dan dua bocah cilik lainnya pula dari alam indah.
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"Kau tidak marah padaku karena aku banyak menumpas vampire, kan?" Terdengar suara King Zardakh pada suatu tempat yang tidak diketahui itu di mana.
"Khe khe khe … untuk apa aku marah padamu, Zardakh?" Suara lain terdengar, menandakan mereka berdua sedang berbincang.
King Zardakh menyesap minuman di cangkirnya pelan-pelan. "Yah, apalagi aku juga memusnahkan ciptaanmu, Dracula. Kuharap kau tidak tersinggung mengenai itu."
"Khe khe khe … aku sudah lama tidak ingin berurusan dengan kepentingan mereka. Aku sudah nyaman begini saja, Zardakh. Terserah pada keturunanku ingin berbuat apa. Kau juga tidak masalah mengenai itu, kan?"
"Asalkan kau tidak ikut campur, aku tidak mempermasalahkan itu, Lestat."
Dan terdengar denting dua gelas beradu.
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"Aku tau aku ini hasil dari pembuahan terlarang yang tak bisa terelakkan. Bahkan aku tau kekuatanku yang sebenarnya dan aku sangat membenci itu. Aku berharap aku tak pernah ada jika hidupku selalu dalam teror seksualitas yang mati-matian aku hindari." 

Andrea merasa hidupnya jungkir balik saat mendekati usia 17 tahun, dimana dia akhirnya tau bahwa dia adalah keturunan salah satu raja iblis Incubus di Underworld. 

Cambion. Itulah sebutan baru bagi dirinya. Apakah dia nantinya akan memiliki tanduk? Apakah dia nanti akan berwajah seram? Berekor? Yang jelas, Andrea tidak menyukai kekuatan barunya. Kekuatan yang membuatnya menarik perhatian para lelaki. Kekuatan yang membuatnya harus terus lari dan dilindungi. 

Sedangkan Dante, seorang Nephilim yang berhasrat naik ke Surga, dia harus membunuh 100 keturunan Iblis agar bisa menjadi seorang Angel. Dan Andrea merupakan target buruan ke-99. 

Namun, ketika feromon gadis itu terlalu menggoda, Dante menghadapi dua pilihan: tetap membunuh Andrea? Atau justru memiliki Andrea untuk dirinya sendiri? 

WARNING: 
- HANYA UNTUK PEMBACA BERUSIA DI ATAS 17 TAHUN 
- ERO-FIC 
- TIDAK UNTUK MANUSIA SUCI & ANAK-ANAK 
- VULGAR & EKSPLISIT 
- BEBERAPA DIALOG MEMAKAI BAHASA GAUL & KASAR 
- TAK PERLU MEMBAWA SARA KE KOMENTAR KALIAN KARENA INI BUKAN NOVEL RELIGI!

To be godless is probably the first step to innocence," he said, "to lose the sense of sin and subordination, the false grief for things supposed to be lost."
So by innocence you mean not an absence of experience, but an absence of illusions."
An absence of need for illusions," he said. "A love of and respect for what is right before your eyes.

Anne Rice, The Vampire Lestat (The Vampire Chronicles, #2)



What defines a Queen? 
what makes a true Dictator? 
What makes a person a leader OR a follower? 

More importantly what dose it cost?

What if this love is destined for failure? Will Francesca and Alexander be happy when they find out the truth? Can the love they have overcome the hatred their parents have?

	This is one of several doubts that both Francesca and Alexander would be asking throughout history.

	They met on earth, far from their parents' confrontation and unaware of their true origins.

	Little by little, they begin to get to know each other more thoroughly; to the point where they become best friends and as time goes by, they fall in love.

	When they are about to get married, they learn a cruel truth, and that is that Francesca is the daughter of Satan and Alexander is the son of God.

	They must decide between two possibilities that they have in front of them. The first possibility is to marry without caring about anything or anyone, and the second possibility is not to marry and put an end to that immense and intense love that does nothing but grow every day.

What decision should they make? Will they be happy? Will blood be stronger than love?

What if Harry was born three years earlier? A world in which Harry Potter and Neville's destiny is interchanged. He didn't became boy-who-lived but something else- A Legend.


This fanfiction is the work from fanfiction.com that have been abandoned. I would like to complete or extend them. Hope you like it.

Cyprus lestat, an antiquarian scholar on his way to egypt to search for the legendary book of wonders to acquire his lifetime wish—a superpower.

What if this love is destined for failure? Will Francesca and Alexander be happy when they find out the truth? Can the love they have overcome the hatred their parents have?

	This is one of several doubts that both Francesca and Alexander would be asking throughout history.

	They met on earth, far from their parents' confrontation and unaware of their true origins.

	Little by little, they begin to get to know each other more thoroughly; to the point where they become best friends and as time goes by, they fall in love.

	When they are about to get married, they learn a cruel truth and that is that Francesca is the daughter of Satan and Alexander is the son of God.

	They must decide between two possibilities that they have in front of them. The first possibility is to marry without caring about anything or anyone and the second possibility is not to marry and put an end to that immense and intense love that does nothing but grow every day.

What decision should they make? Will they be happy? Will blood be stronger than love?

Calm is an understatement. I can't hear any sounds around our entry point. We are very slow to enter and head for the company.  All the others are hitting the assigned areas at this very moment. At the company I walk in with my briefcase and ask to see Mr. Ferez in a very serious tone. Meanwhile Kuro is loading a virus in the computer and Azul is freezing all assets.  Clem comes in looking the most beautiful I've ever seen her. She just walks up to the desk and says Valentino called her to come immediately. 
     To my astonishment it works. She goes right in. I growl with the knowledge that he might touch my mate. The secretary announces for me to go on in. I stand up looking shocked, as I walk in the secretary is shaking her head. My Clem is holding a dagger at his neck, we all know this alone isn't enough to kill him but everyone wants to see what happens next.
     As we are dealing with Valentino our troops are dealing with the vampires in all of Spain. Everything happens at once, this makes it better for our troops.  The money, the power, the inheritance, and the empire of the vampires.  I don't mind they have their kingdom but they should be willing to secure peace, not war.
     I just take out this evil part of the vampires.  I  ask Cerberus to call a meeting of the vampire nations from around the world. I think they should judge him and they should vote in a new king. We will take Valentino to the meeting and let the vamps deal with him.
     The fighting is very minimal because all of the vampires just want out from under the vampire King's  rule. Everyone just wants to start with a new ruler but not his son. They are all against Valentino Ferez and the Ferez family. 
      I wouldn't have to worry about the Ferez family again because the vampires and Cerberus were going to take him out. We lead him in chains out of the office as his employees line the halls, clapping and cheering for our success.  Clem and I look at each other with a question on our mind..."What have you done to deserve this Valentino?", I ask. 
     "I have done nothing other than rule as my father taught me.", His only answer.  We continue out with guards dropping weapons at our feet and some even guarding our way. His father was evil and this son of his took up his black reign. However he wasn't successful in obtaining the crown. 
     We meet Cerberus in the biggest human area, Barcelona. This port could bring ships from around the world and no one would question it. If the vampires don't stop to feast, which has been denied by Cerberus.  I only hope than these humans can remain calm and safe. 
     We are still ready to fight, in human, wolf, or hybrid form. Our hybrid form melded with the watchers is something to behold. I am glad to have peace but I'm not afraid to fight. I link my mate, "Clem, after this is over I hope the Moon Goddess grants your heat. I want to be a father so bad. I  want to see you as a mom. You will be incredibly good at it."
     "I hope we both are good partners,  mates, and parents. I know that you have a desire to fight as do I.  I think it will be a good bonding for us as a family to fight for our family, pack, country and for all wolves. You will be excellent as a father, please don't worry my love. ", Clem calms me instantly. 
     As the Vampire King's start arriving the wolves all stand behind Cerberus. Clem is to my right and Cerberus to my left. The Auditorium is huge holding over 15 thousand. Each country is represented and has a point of few. Cerberus barks, 3 times to gain quiet. He looks to me, then to the vampires. 
     "Bring in the prisoner.", he announces. Valentino is brought into the arena, in the same magic chains we used to capture him. He doesn't look up, he can feel the power and hate radiating from the crowd. Hanging his head he looks defeated but I can feel his rebellion mounting. He still feels like he can win. He has to be holding a trump card up his sleeve. 
      I can't imagine what his sick mind could be thinking but I want to cover all the bases.  I  ask Kuro to investigate for me. I just want to be sure. My father returned the King's crown to his followers,  so its not the crown.  My mom gave his ring back to his widow. Cerberus has his soul in hell. So what does this idiot think he has?
      Cerberus states his crimes. The he calls for the elders. Dracula steps into the arena with several other well known vampires. His lover Lucy stands by his side, while Van Helsing, Seward, Magnus, LeStat, and Marius take a seat at the table. Dracula speaks first, "Look at me boy!" Valentino looks up with a smirk. "You dare to smirk at me, your elder? You think because you or your father had a deal with the elders that gets you off the hook? Looks like you didn't read the revoke portion of the agreement."
     Lucy starts to read, "The aforementioned agreement between the elders and the current  vampire King 'Lucifer of the Magnus Clan', with his sole heir Valentino Ferez, son of the Queen Valentina from Japan will be null and void if Lucifer, Valentina or Valentino cause a dispute between species."
     "Thus when Valentina declared war against the wolves of Japan this contract was void. She lost her battle fairly against the Royal King Michael of the werewolves. The when her mate decided against the Moon Goddesses approval to take Anastasia the Royal princess of the werewolves to mate against her will, Lucifer also made the contract void. He too lost his battle fairly against her children and was banished to Mars to die.", Van Helsing declares.
     "So, for you to think causing the Giant King,  his people,  the Trolls and Ogres to battle with the Australian clans and covens as just, you are very mistaken. ", Dracula states. "For your crimes you will be executed at dawn.", Marius says with authority. "Now, the reason you all have been invited to attend is because I, Cerberus, Guardian of the gates of hell have decided to choose a new King of Vampires."
     "As the witnesses of elders are here to watch over the proceedings you are only allowed to vote for the Royals who can trace back to the first vampire, Dracula. This rule will remain intact as usual.", Lucy sits at the head of the table as she finishes. 
     Dracula remains standing as his veins turn red. Then the kings with his bloodline stand and come forward. They too have red veins. "Please state your country as you stand on stage. Only seven of you will qualify. We will vote by location not name. This will seal your fate based on your country's history.", Cerberus adds.
     "Romania", a man states. Next, "Iceland", a woman speaks up. Then, "Ghana", "Germany", "Croatia", "Albania", men all come forward. Lastly a very small girl joins, "India". The crowd is very surprised to see 2 females. Cerberus then explains, "The next monarch may be a woman as her blood is the only requirement needed."
     "You must look at each country and decide what direction you want to support. These Royals have been extremely active. Both good and evil have been represented here. We will give our vote as elders as well.", Dracula begins. Lucy votes first, "India". Seward is next, "Iceland". LeStat, "Croatia". Magnus, "India". Marius, "India". Dracula, "Croatia". Cerberus, "Croatia"
     "Now that the elders have voted you will drop a gold coin in the mug of your vote. If two obtain the same amount of votes we will have a run off after we gain the names and backgrounds of the two we shall vote on. Good luck to you all.", Cerberus bows.
     The votes of 15 thousand vampires takes very little time surprisingly.  After only a half-hour Cerberus is ready to count while they watch. He empties out the container of Romania first. "1493 votes for Romania.", he moves on to Iceland. "2067 votes for Iceland."
     "1513 votes for Ghana.", then, "904 votes for Germany. Albiania has 3210 votes." Moving on to India, "4680 votes for India." lastly "831 votes for Croatia. With the total of 14,698 votes counted. If you did not vote you are now not allowed to vote. The winner is India.", Cerberus announces. 
     "Please take a seat if you were not voted to the position of Royal Monarch. Your Highness, please tell us your name, age when you became a vampire and a little bit about your rule in India.", Dracula demands. "My name is Durga of the clan Nepal. I have been worshipped as a Goddess for all my life. I was 19 when I was taken by Dracula (She bows her head towards Dracula in respect), I have tried to lead my people with kindness and have only fed when the person was willing.  I have never turned anyone unless they requested me do so. I vow to continue this rule in my new position. I will never allow clans to rule my people with a hard hand. If this is your habit you will face me and the elders. Thank you for believing in me.", the beautiful young woman finishes speaking before Cerberus and Dracula step over to crown her.
     After the crown is placed on her head she becomes stronger than 10 vampires and only the elders hold more power. Cerberus grabs Valentino and disappears to hell. "Thank you for having us at your coronation your highness but we must return to Australia.", Russell speaks. "Yes of course, thank you for ending the rule of a tyrant", Durga says to us as we bow and leave.
     The elders dismisses the vampires and soon Barcelona is human again. Durga makes several new rules bringing about peace with the werewolves. As we return home exhausted we first shower before climbing into our bed. I hold Clem as we sleep. First thing in the morning I notice Clem shiver. "Are you cold love?", I ask. "No, I just feel we have another mission about to begin and I'm not sure we are ready for it.", she answers truthfully. 
     Cerberus comes to the balcony of our room and knocks for entry. I  walk over to open the door. "Russell, Clementine, I am in need of your help. You did such a good job ending the vicious reign of the vampires that I would like to ask you to bring back a former guest of mine. I know you aren't monster hunters officially or bounty hunters. I just trust you to do the right thing and bring justice for all of us creatures."
     "Whom are we bringing to justice?", I ask. Clementine is watching us as we talk. She looks as if she knows the answer to my question. "Hydra", she states. I can't believe what I have just heard.  "The Hydra?", I ask him.  "I'm afraid so. Typhon is her father and she has been in hell all this time. She slipped out while I was away from my post. You don't have to kill her again. she is dead. I just need her location. As soon as you get a location just let me know and I will pull her back.", Cerberus adds. 
     "She will be hard to locate, why ask us?", Clem ask. "I know that you have watchers and they can help. If you can bring her to justice before she kills it would be great.", he states. I feel responsible for her escape and don't want any unnecessary death. ", Cerberus looks down. "Let us discuss this.", I request.

Subrina wants to teach. She isn't your typical werewolf in that she doesn't want a mate. She likes her freedom and has things she wants to do. That is until her 18th birthday party when the handsome Michael Brown walks into her life. 
 Michael is half Werewolf and half Mamba snake. He is a tall black man who knows what he wants. Michael is trying to find out who he is. How he can communicate with snakes and why he feels this pull to know more.
 They are mated, living a good life when things start to change. Michael wants to send their son to Africa to become a warrior. Their daughter is born more snake than is typical. The pack goes to war and Subrina has to make a choice her packs best interest or her family. 
 Come join Subrina and her family as they learn how to become the best Weresnakes of North America.

I came out of the steaming room to see Lazarus sitting patiently outside. I didn't say anything I just trailed down the hallway and to the room the alpha was in. It was the massage room. He was seated on the chair looking very amused. "I didn't know steaming involved being fingered, maybe we need to create a book of rules. If you get to do it, I can too." He said. I felt my chest turn. I knew that sent Lazarus off the edge because he walked straight over to the clear bottle of scotch and cups at the corner of the room. He knocked two back and shot him a look. A smile spread across the alphas lips. He knew exactly how to irk Lazarus. I shook my head. "Our car will be here after we are done. Our next location is dinner, we can discuss the rules of this little..." Lazarus trailer off due to frustration. He walks over to the bed and gets on it. I do the same and the alpha does too.
We are all on our own individual bed. We are being massaged and I'm guessing this gave them time to clear their minds. I drifted off...
An hour later my hair was being dried after being retwisted and neatly placed into a bun to set the twist. I didn't get it done often so this was very much needed. The hair stylist gave me two shampoos for free which were organic and which smelt absolutely great . Along with a huge bottle of mixed herbal rose  oil for my hair.
         
—-
During the car ride I decided to keep my distance from the both of them. They were so caught up in their own little feud. I know I was the center of it but there was something else. Perhaps territories? I really don't know what's going on with besides wanting my ass. I shook my head and focused my attention on the road. The trees were a grey shade of green due to the heavy amount of tint the window has. It didn't bother me at all.
         
The car ride was silent for the most part, up until we arrived at the restaurant. "We're here sir." The driver said before getting out of the car and opening the door for us. I got out first, then Lazarus, then Lestat. I placed my focus on the two men and allowed them to lead the way one after the other. There was a well dressed lady at the front to meet us. She guides us to the vip room which was past the hustle and bustle of the packed restaurant. We got in an elevator and went up to the second level. The doors open and soon I am inside and ready to eat. My stomach was basically rumbinling the whole car ride to the restaruant. I took a seat at the side of the table and they too a seat right beside me. Closing me in to feel my own personal bubble merge with their own. I sigh to myself and find a way to block out their pull on me. I felt like m energy was at a tug of war. Mainl because I could feel what they were feeling it was a mixture of so much intense energy.
The waitress came up to the table not long after to take our orders. To my suprise they both were actually looking at the menus. For some reason I felt as though they weren't capable of eating. "I would like to order the Bibb Lettuce to start and then Beef Short Rib.. With a side of french fries with pimenton Aioli. For dessert I would like the Banana Brown Butter Tarts.. I'd like to start out with some tea to drink and then a pink lemonade. " I said pointing to the menu and finishing my order.  "Okay and are you gentlemen readt for me to take your order?" The waitress asked.tilting her head to the side seemingly swaying like a school girl. It was alsmost as if she was mezmorized by their imaculate beauty. I mean wh can blame her. Damn girl get it togettherr they arent that perfect. You can have them both if you wanna. I shook my head and gazed off into space. "I'd like to order the Grilled Chicken with a side of the Dirty Rice. I would like to start out with the Gumbo and for drinks I would like a bottle of Old Foresters 1910 whiskey to be brought to the table." Lestat said. She scribbled it all down and soon she shifted her attention to Lazarus. "I would like to start with the Heirloom Tomatoes. I would like my main meal to be the Louisiana jumbo shrimp and a side of the vegetable of the day. For dessert I would like the Flourless Chocolate Cake. I would like the same as Lestat to drink. Make it two Old Forester 1910 whiskeys." Lazarus said.
         
She wrote it all down all while wagging her  little tail. Then she walked away and into the back area. I focused my attention on the empty bar in front of me. "So about those rules." Lestat said with a sly smirk. "There is to be no kissing, fingering, sex in any shape or form, and general  actions that could lead to her being marking."Lazarus said looking at me. "That applys to the both of us." Lestat said, Lazarus got up out of his chair and walked up to the bar. He took up a bottle of whiskey and walked back to the table. He took a bit of time to pour a cup and knock it back. He swallowed letting out a low grunt. "No." He said. Lestat laughed, taking his reply as a joke and nothing else. " Well it looks like we will both be shar..." Before Lestat could finish Lazarus cut him off.
"Okay, the rule applies to us both." He said sounding defeated. I could tell by the way he looked it was getting to his head. I couldn't really tell you much about how he was feeling.  It's like he put up a  huge wall to blockme from his emotions.. I couldn't really feel him. "One more thing, we aren't allowed to get energy from any other woman but her. So whoever gets to mark her first completely, will get to keep her for themselves and get energy from her. Until them we find other forms of recieving energy or we can simply abstain. Sex has been a daily thing for you Lestat, so I don't think it should be hard to give it up for a few weeks." Lestat said trailing off. "Lazarus was getting really annoyed with him. I was suprised he didn't have Lestat pinned against the wall with a butter knife at his throat. Lazaruz let out a small chuckle that confimed his irritation. He took another swig and focus his attention on his phone. I didn't mean to look, but I saw a picture of his work wife naked. The message was new and he just opened it not knowing the suprise she had waiting for him. I placed my attention back on the small room.
 
About 10 minutes had passed and I was shifting through my mind. I didn't really realize the table had been set with food. I dug in and didn't waste any time eating. About 30 minutes later we were back in the limo and on to the next destination. My temporary home.

I looked out of the window and instantly felt nervous. Mostly because he was blocking my view of the rain. I looked at him adjusting my vision of him. 
I took another bite of my broccoli leaving a small bit of cheese on my lips. He leaned over licking cheese from my lips.
"Well I guess you aren't as shy as I thought you were. I mean apart from being a complete creep and all." I said chuckling nervously. He didn't laugh. I took another bite of my food. "You're a witch?" He asked. 
-It's been 13 days since I've summoned my incubus.-
-I was one who believed in ghosts and all the rest of the creatures or beings of light and dark which existed in other realms.-
-But I didn't really think that I would be lucky enough to manifest a being into my reality. -


Talya
I went upstairs in search of Rondy the following morning. I could hear the vampire talking as I approached. Rondy looked exhausted. I knew the change would be difficult for him at first. He looked at me with amber eyes. He would gain control of the color as he grew stronger.
I knew better than to take his hand. He had no idea how strong he was. I kneeled on the floor in front of his chair. "I'm sorry I took this decision from you. I couldn't lose you, Rondy."
His slight smile turned into a wide grin. "You know I can kick your man's ass now, right?"
The smartass. "Is that all you care about?"
"It's only one of many things. I have so much to learn and now I have lifetimes to learn it all. That's pretty cool if you ask me."
"I love you, Rondy." I did. He was my friend. My brother.
"I'm told I can't touch anyone yet, but if I could, I would hug you. When I gain control, you will give me that hug."
I saw him glance behind me and I knew Ivan stood there. "I will give you a hug every day." I got the desired growl. "My mate will understand or you will kick his ass for me if he doesn't."
"That's a deal. That flea bag needs a lesson in friendship."
"Are you both finished pushing my buttons?"
"Not even close," we said at the same time and then started laughing. Ivan had a smile as did Becca and The Moor.
I left the room with Ivan, the weight of Rondy's life lifted from my shoulders. Footsteps up and down the stairs surprised me. "What are they doing?"
Ivan placed his arm around my shoulder. "Cecily is taking over the room off the kitchen. Her knees ache when she climbs the stairs. Our place is with our pack. There is a large bedroom at the end of the hall with a private bath. Your room awaits, mate."
"Is it the same bed from below?" I asked.
Ivan gave me a curious look. "Yes, we carried it up."
"Well, it's in a new location and that means it must be christened. How fast can you clear everyone out of the room?"
"Hell, not this again," Conner said. "Come on everyone, we need to find something to do to occupy ourselves a few miles away. Take my word for it."
Everyone followed as quickly as possible. I heard the giggles and didn't care. I was giggling too. Ivan scooped me up and carried me into our new bedroom. Nothing was organized which didn't matter in the least. We pushed clothes and other items from the bed.
"Remove your clothes kitten."
No fear. Nothing but desire filled me. "I thought you'd never ask."
***
Six month later...
Rondy
No one told me being a vampire was such hard work. Human blood held little delight. The bags, even warmed, tasted like shit. I understood the reason for my months of abstinence, but it was just plain cruel. Treson was the first beastkind I shared blood with. The rush was incredible, and Treson was now my best friend. He was the brother I lost.
I teased Treson constantly because I no longer looked like a kid. He had a few years to go before he settled into becoming the continued diet for vampires that would make him stop aging. My new identity showed my age as twenty-four. It might be stretching it, but I had a birth certificate to prove it. The Moor pulled a lot of strings to set me up in my new life. Not that I was leaving; I would spend another six months with the Southeast clan and then go to Vorlyk's Northeast clan where Nicolas and Zenya were. I knew the longer I was vampire the harder it would be to stay around other vamps, or bloodsuckers as Talya liked to call me. When that became a problem, I was joining Amy and Marcus. Amy had no problem with other vamps and The Moor said she might rub off on me. At least that's what we hoped.
I was happy for Talya. She deserved a strong mate and a partner who respected her. Turning into a vampire changed my perspective on quite a few things. Life for one. Why would I want to choose a woman and then have her for hundreds of years when I had plenty of time to play the field? Not that I wanted be a love 'em and leave 'em vamp, but I could take my time. Eventually I did want to find that special someone. Maybe a hundred years from now.
Cecily and her beastkind tamer magic was something to behold. I'd like to say Talya and Ivan had the perfect relationship of love and harmony, but that was pushing it. Ivan had his moments and Talya had the rolling pin when she needed it.
Cecily could walk in a room with the two of them going at it and bring instant peace. She took over the day-to-day management of the house and beastkind and vampires stepped aside. She was the mother I never had. The pictures of us from the news had died down, but we knew she could never go back to her previous life. Not that she would. She was the bonding glue that held the cats and wolves together. One touch from her did what a rolling pin couldn't. At least if you were lucky. If not, she tore you down a peg or two with words. I'd been on the receiving end more times than I could count. She had no fear of vampires or beastkind, and we all walked lightly when she was in certain moods.
The female cats under Talya's hand came out of their shells more each day. They trained in self-defense and had "cat" time each afternoon. Mountain lions and wolves lounging around the great room became our new normal. Meesha changed at will and was turning into a proper fur ball of terror. I'd pried her claws from my back several times because her new thing was pouncing from high up onto anything that moved. Sierra was not a good influence, so we had two little hellions. Her brother, Roland, and the older cat, Jasper, were inseparable.
I met Amy and Marcus when they came to visit the twins. Sierra needed two sets of parents along with a village or two to keep her out of trouble. The only person able to keep her in line was Cecily. She affected everyone that way, and with the children she had endless patience.
Disney World stayed open all night several times a year. Cecily took me and Treson. She went on every ride with us. Of course, we had to sit through a few that made us nauseous because they were so damned tame. Overall, it was worth it, and I brought back a pair of Mickey Mouse ears for Talya.
The Moor, I refused to call him Morris because it wasn't badass enough, told me I was the youngest vampire he'd ever seen flash. I didn't tell him about my motivation. No one knew what that motivation was, not even Talya, though she'd understand. Hell, she'd insist on coming with me. I wasn't waiting for the birth of her first child or, Goddess forbid, bringing her while she remained in beast form for the coming arrival.
No, this was something I needed to do myself. But after this, I was choosing a new name. Something like Lestat. The dreaded vampire Rondy was just plain corny. But it would suit my purposes this one last time.
I sat waiting in the smelly apartment after flashing into the downstairs entryway and then to my present location. I was not quite comfortable with flashing into unknown areas without a beastkind as anchor. I made it, though, and now I waited because I had all the time in the world.
The doorknob turned and three men entered. It was hard not to show my fangs when I smiled, but I controlled myself. There'd be plenty of time for that shortly.
"Who the fuck are you?" Three guns simultaneously pointed in my direction. Now you see me, now you don't. Three arms holding guns. Three broken arms dangling with guns skittering across the filthy floor.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," one of them screamed.
I didn't like his tone or language, so I snapped his neck. The second man tried to run. He was holding his arm and sobbing as he made it halfway to the door. I grabbed him by the back of his shirt and tossed him into the far wall. A loud blast filled the room and a mosquito bit my back. It hurt a bit more than that, but I laughed. I didn't bother turning as more shots fired. First, I was taking care of the guy who slid down the wall leaving a trail of blood behind. The loud crack of his neck happened at the instant the prey behind me ran out of bullets.
I finally turned. "Hello, Teo. Long time no see."
"Fuck you. Die already." His eyes were twice their normal size.
"None of that now. I've changed a bit, but you should remember me as Rondy."
I gave him time to recognize me. I saw it in his eyes when he did. Teo went for one of the other guns on the floor. I lifted him easily and tossed him onto the chair I'd vacated. I had practiced this line several times in my head while waiting for the party to start. I had Talya to thank for making me watch that stupid movie at least a hundred times.
My eyes went amber. Teo tried scrambling from the chair, but my hand went to his throat. "My name is Rondy Vincent Ortega. You killed my mother, prepare to die."
No screams took place in the movie, so this was so much more satisfying.
***
Tyboll, the grumpiest bear of them all, needs a mate and he's getting one in part 7[DN5].




Vampires and wereanimals secretly live among us and a paranormal war between vampire clans and shifters is on the horizon and those with the biggest FANGS will win. Wolfshifters, led by a single vampire who gives them eternal life through repeated feedings, hate their sworn enemy the catshifters.  The cat and wolfshifters have been at war since Marcus, the vampire leader of the Southwest wolf pack, changed his lover, Victoria, to vampire against her will. Victoria leads the enemy and she wants Marcus and everyone he loves, dead.
Join the vampires, wolves, cats, and bearshifters of Fang Chronicles for a high adventure fight to the bitter end with a high probability of everlasting love along the way.

"What the fuck are you?" The demanding man lost all his spunk and I saw his anger shrunk to nothing. 
The burning sensation in my throat was tearing me apart. I used my claws and slammed them into my leg. The pain was agonizing but it was helping me stay sane.  The men began to freak out and fight over who should have the knife. The man who originally had the knife a mistake and the other man`s arm. It`s one thing to smell the blood, but to see it flowing so beautifully on the floor was another issue. It was nothing more I could do to hold back, I heard the crowd gasp as they witness my eyes turn pitch black from my bloodlust. Quickly jumping onto the bleeding man, I jabbed my fangs into his juggler and my claws dug into his back for me to have a nice grip from him escaping. I can tell he wanted to scream but it was hard to do from choking off of his blood. I felt a sharp pain in my back. I turn around to find out that the other man stabbed me in the back. I pulled the knife out and dropped it to the ground. He backs up slowly and then attempts to try to run. I grabbed him by the back of his neck and kick him in the leg-breaking it. I broke the other leg the same way as he screamed in agony. I let his body drop to the ground and stood there watching him crawl. I don't know but watching him like this brought joy. Once I grew tired of watching, I walked up behind him and grabbed him by his hair. Using my other hand, using my claws, I slashed them across his throat. Blood sprayed onto my arm and hand. I dropped his head sat next to him, putting my hand into the blood and licking it. I did it repeatedly lost in my world as the vampires watched me. Lestat signal for a vampire to help me up. Unfortunately, he should have let me be. The moment he touched me, my mind snapped and I attempted to attack him. Becoming a ravaging beast, I was wild and disoriented. As I was trying to attack the other vampires, Sonya pulled out a dagger and began to make her way to me. The challenge brought me excitement, but Dragan attempted to stop her. They were fighting. Sonya slammed Dragan to the ground and was about to dig the dagger into his chest. I felt the bond between my maker and me. I felt his life in danger. I stopped attacking the other vampires and made my way to help Dragan. I could feel myself slowly returning. Making it just in time before the dagger pierced Dragan`s chest, I tackled Sonya to the ground by her throat. The dagger slid across the room.
"Don't you dare touch him," I snarled as my eyes returned to its original blue. Her expression was filled with panic. The room was filled with silence until laughter broke out in the air. Our heads all turned in the direction of the laughter to see that it was Lestat.
"Now that was a show," he said slowly clapping his hands. The crowd looked at one another and then joined in.  Lestat walked over to Sonya and me. "Let her go and get up,' he whispered. I did as I was told.
"I have never seen a wildling revert back in my entire existence until now. Remarkable. Well, deal is a deal. Anastasia is no threat until proven otherwise." He smiled at me wickedly. Something tells me this was just was only the beginning.  I left his presence to go check on Dragan.
Dragan speaking with Sonya. I could tell from a distance it was an unpleasant conversation. They stopped talking and looked over to me once they noticed my presence. She smiled and walked away.
"Hey, how are you doing Dragan?"
"I am doing fine, but we must get you changed." He grabbed my wrist and made our way to his bedroom. He seemed uneasy. Once in his bedroom, I walked into his master bathroom and started the shower. As I am washing all the dried blood off my body, I can feel him watching me. I ignored it because my nerves were on edge from what has played out. Dragan handed me my towel when I was done. The moment I placed one foot out the shower, Dragan pulled me into a tight embrace and held me. I hadn't noticed until now that his body was shaking. Was Dragan scared that he could have lost me today? 
"You are getting your clothes wet."
"I don't care. I was no help to you today. I couldn`t protect you." He placed his hands on the side of my face and massaged my cheeks with his thumbs.
"You did help me, Dragan. It is because of you I was able to come back to sanity."
Without saying anything he placed soft kisses on my forehead. It instantly put my nerves to rest. It seems like it is also calming him as well. 
"Let me let you put some clothes on before I do something." He kissed and walked into the bedroom. As I followed there were jeans and a shirt on the bed.
"I thought you don't like your women in jeans, especially an event like this."
"It`s because you are not staying for the rest of the party. Later tonight they are bringing more humans here to feast on and wish not to see you lose yourself again in front of them. So, you are free to go home and rest."

Bloodlust goes into the world of vampires. Through the eyes of Anastasia Adams who was turned against her will where she is thrown into a world where she has no control over her thirst for blood and is brutally tormented by her maker. She fights to maintain her humanity as she faces challenges through herself, hunters and other vampires.

Warning: Book maintains nudity, graphic scenes, incest, violence

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