Welcome to Caldwell, New York, where there is a war going on between vampires and their evil counterparts, the Lessers. Lessers are a group of soulless humans that are set on killing off all vampires. The Black Dagger Brotherhood is a group of warriors that have been fighting Lessers for hundreds of years. These warriors fight hard, party hard, and love even harder. They have finally found love and seem to be happy. While still fighting the Lessers, a new enemy has appeared, an enemy of their own kind. The Band of Bastards is this enemy. The Band of Bastards has gone so far as to try and kill the King, Wrath. The Band Of Bastards leader Xcor, is set on taking over as King of the Vampire world. A death sentence has been handed down for Xcor, and secrets are about to come to light that are going to change everyones' lives forever. The Scribe Virgin is about to reveal a secret so big that it will not only effect the Black Dagger Brotherhood but the Band Of Bastards as well.
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Riona was ready to give up and call it a night when a familiar voice caught her ears above the noise. She turned to see the male from the other night...the one with the diamond blue eyes and tattoos on his face. The fucked up thing was there was no way to put any distance between herself and him..so she had to face him.
V..he said his name was V.
Yeah..umm, I'm Riona.
Riona extended her right hand, still a little leery of this one. Out of the corner of her eye, she did see a male..one with a scar, heading towards what looked like the yummy male who had bumped into her. Yummy?! What the hell is wrong with me? She shook her head and turned back to V.
Zsadist jumped out his chair and walked towards the half wall, looking down as Rhage stormed through the floor. Suddenly he decked out a guy, whom Z could only assume had touched Mary. Shit. This was not-
Rhage had made it to Mary and they seemed fine. Mary was all over Rhage like he was the only thing in the room. Zsadist gave out a big sigh, but then noticed a man walk across the floor to the bar. He looked strangely familiar. Who was he?! Z turned to V and motioned for him to come hither. Soon Vishous was at his side. "Who is that man?"
V found the man Zsadist was talking about and froze. It couldn't be. "I think that's...."
Z snarled and stormed down the ropes. "Dhemise."
V jumped into gear. Zsadist did not, should not, do this here. "Z, don't!"
It was too late. Z made it over to Dhes without making a sound. "Hello."
V sighed, what was going to happen, was going to happen. He just hoped he could take his brother out if need be. Until then, he'd make his way down the bar to the red head that was with Mary moments ago. "Hi, I'm V. I saw you with Mary last night, right? In the alley?"
Dhes had made it to the bar in one peace. Trying to get the attention the attention of the bartender was another story. Squeezing himself between a few people, who they all realized should move, Dhes raised two fingers and the keep was quick to respond. Which was a surprise actually.
"What will it be?" The fellow asked.
"White Russian." simple drink, nothing fancy. He was trying to take it as easy as he could. Waiting for his drink. Dhes looked at the many different liquor bottles placed on the shelf, until he tensed. He felt the menace and anger behind him. Looking over his shoulder, he stared at the male with the S shaped scar on his face. He heard the stories of each male that was in the Brotherhood. This was Z. One could easily know who he is thanks to that scar.
Turning fully, Dhemise was cool as ever. Even with Z all up in his, his body tense and ready to fuck him up, Dhes just looked at him with cool eyes. "Good evening. May I help you with something? A drink perhaps, though I doubt you roll that way?" So he was being a bit of an ass, but hey, Z was the one with the issue. Dhemise hasn't done anything to them.
Vishous smiled and nodded. "I'm Vishous, you can call me V. Are you staying at the Mansion now?"
V was trying to small talk. But there were a couple things heavily distracting him right now, and he didn't know how much more he could take. One, he was trying to make sure this thing between Dhes and Z didn't blow up. Z didn't know Dhes, so he had no connection, but stories. And two, Rhaine was now pretty much fucking on the dance floor with a dark haired woman, who wasn't too bad looking to begin with.
Why was V struggling with the latter? He just told Rhaine to cool her jets towards him, and he's over here getting jealous? V had to pull himself together.
Meanwhile, things over in Z's corner were heating up. "What the fuck did you just say to me?!"
Zsadist grabbed a hold of the mans shirt and brought him up close to his face. "You have a lot of nerve showing your face in this city."
The night was young, and boring. Things at the office were slow and Vihktor was feeling antsy. He was still new to town, so much so that he barely knew the hot spots. But he'd heard of one, and it seemed like as good a night as any to go check it out.
He made his way down to Zerosum wearing a pair of tight black leather slacks, black combat boots and a black satin shirt buttoned up to three buttons down. His hair was slicked up, stiff but not sticky. He licked his lips as he made his way past the crowds and into the club, giving a smirk and a wink to a young thing at the door that was appalled because she'd been waiting there 'all night'.
The music was thumping, that was the first thing that Vihktor noticed. The second was that the place seemed busy. He still didn't know anyone, and wasn't about to walk up to the first person to make eye contact with him, so he did the next best thing and made his way to the bar, ordering two fingers of single malt scotch and water on the side.
Vishous smiled and nodded. "I'm Vishous, you can call me V. Are you staying at the Mansion now?"
V was trying to small talk. But there were a couple things heavily distracting him right now, and he didn't know how much more he could take. One, he was trying to make sure this thing between Dhes and Z didn't blow up. Z didn't know Dhes, so he had no connection, but stories. And two, Rhaine was now pretty much fucking on the dance floor with a dark haired woman, who wasn't too bad looking to begin with.
Why was V struggling with the latter? He just told Rhaine to cool her jets towards him, and he's over here getting jealous? V had to pull himself together.
Meanwhile, things over in Z's corner were heating up. "What the fuck did you just say to me?!"
Zsadist grabbed a hold of the mans shirt and brought him up close to his face. "You have a lot of nerve showing your face in this city."
This was going from bad to worse. This had been a bad idea. Why the hell did he come out here. Staring at Zsadist, Dhes continued to keep his cool, which he himself didn't really know how long that would last. Z was young and hot headed, maybe that's why Dhes wasn't over reacting...yet. "I do believe I have as much right as you do there." How safe would it be to try to get Zsadist's hand off him. Probably not safe. "I have no quarrel with you. I don't even know you, so why don't we just brush our hands from this encounter and continue with our night, yes?"
And by continue, Dhes wanted to leave and just stay at home and cook to get his nerves under control.
Rhaine's head was spinning, one minute she was flirting with the guy the next a woman's hands were completely Dominating her. Dropping the tube to the ground, her green eyes glowed lightly as she felt the warm breath on her ear. 'Mmf...sensitive spot #1 hit...' she thought. Bringing her hands up slowly, her hips continued to sway to the beat hearing the music slow down quite a bit from the last tune. Oh this was perfect...just...okay...she wanted more alcohol right now.
Crushing her breasts against Lhust's, her heart pounded as she lifted her gaze to the woman's. Smiling softly, she leaned in until her lips brushed against her ear, and she grinned keeping her voice low "To what do I owe the pleasure of such a beauty against me?" Leaning down a bit lower, she pressed her lips to Lhust's neck, letting her nose move lower then pressing a kiss to the top of Lhust's breasts, asserting her submissive nature before coming back up and grinning. Spinning around, she rolled her hips against Lhust's, her hands holding back to her hips in delight loving the soft, feminine scent Rhaine now had filling her senses.
V jumped into gear, suddenly being distracted from Zsadists fists on Dhes. "Shit, come here."
Vishous grabbed Riona and smiled. "You need to talk to him for me. Just... do it okay? Trust me, you're not going anywhere."
V had seen this woman before, but he didn't dare tell her that. She had no idea who he was, or what he could do. And he knew Dhes would be with them again, but he didn't see it this way. V stopped right in front of Dhes and Z. He let go of Riona and pulled Z off of Dhes. "Z, you got to stop this. Let's go home."
Z pushed V out of the way. "He's a traitor!"
V's eyes got bright white. "Do not make me pull off my glove, true?"
Z stopped moving. Almost stopped breathing. Shit was real when the glove came off. He was strong, and a brute, but not that strong. He couldn't take on Vishous gloveless. "Fuck."
Z glared at Dhes. "You got a death wish showing your face around any of us after what you did."
V cursed under his breath and tried to give Dhes a sympathetic look. He knew the back story, but not everything. He suspected the life just wasn't for Dhemise. He was in love, and didn't want to fight so much, and Wrath was a constant asshole at the time, not like the King he has ascended to. But who knows what they said behind those closed doors when Wrath had ordered Tohr and himself out of the room. V pushed Z towards the doors. He looked at Riona and smiled. "Dhes, Riona, Riona, Dhes. Talk."
V and Z bypassed Rhage and Mary. Z attempted to snort out a bye but they were too lost in each other. No one was getting through anytime soon.
** V & Z leave Zerosum. V goes to the Pitt to rest, Z finds himself letting off steam in the Gym **
There was something odd about him but Riona allowed him steer her toward the male with the scar. She wasn't happy about it but said nothing. There was a tenseness in the air, some words, then V was leaving with the scared one and she was left with Mr. Yumminess whose name was now known to her. Never being in a situation like this, Riona muddled over what to do, deciding to give him her right hand. Her stomach danced and she had no clue what the hell about the man made her feel..well things she never had before.
Well over a century and no male..human or vampire had ever done that. What the hell is wrong with me? Making a mental note to Mary she, smiled shyly up at the Mr. Yumm...no Dhemise.
Vihktor, drink in hand, turned to watch the club. The music had him swaying a little, even if it wasn't his typical thing. But, from the looks of things, the music was the last thing on everyone's mind. He laughed to himself softly, pouring a splash of water into the scotch to cut it before taking a generous sip. He leaned back against the bar, one elbow holding his body up as he let his brown eyes scan the room. He licked his lips slowly, legs spread comfortably as he took in his surroundings.
There was something odd about him but Riona allowed him steer her toward the male with the scar. She wasn't happy about it but said nothing. There was a tenseness in the air, some words, then V was leaving with the scared one and she was left with Mr. Yumminess whose name was now known to her. Never being in a situation like this, Riona muddled over what to do, deciding to give him her right hand. Her stomach danced and she had no clue what the hell about the man made her feel..well things she never had before.
Well over a century and no male..human or vampire had ever done that. What the hell is wrong with me? Making a mental note to Mary she, smiled shyly up at the Mr. Yumm...no Dhemise.
Nice to meet you.
The word traitor hit Dhemise in the chest hard. As if someone had hit him with a boulder. He wasn't a traitor. Far from it. Zsadist didn't know the full story for if he did, that word wouldn't have left his lips. Anger spiking up a notch, Dhes was ready to force Z's hands from him until someone appeared. Turning his head, Dhes didn't expect to see V. Bristling a bit. Dhes looked away. How long has it been since he saw V. They had been good chums, but that was long ago. He wasn't even sure if there was still a friendship between them.
At least Dhes didn't have to be the one to force Z off him. V did a nice job, though he didn't hear what V had told him, Z quickly removed his hands and stepped away. He kept quite. The only one wishing for death himself was Z. Looking to V, he gave a curt nod. Before turning away, V brought someone forward. It was that female he had bumped into earlier. His breath caught a bit. Snapping his head at V, he was a bit...shocked. V was acting as a wing man. "Wait, I-" Too late. He was gone, forcing Zsadist to walk.
Looking back to Riona, it was a lovely name actually, he fumbled with a smile and fumble even more when she stuck her hand out. "Oh, uh, hi. Hello!" He said taking her hand. It felt like there were pin pricks of heated sparks between their hands. His hold tightened a bit. "I'm....Dhemise....Dhes. Call me Dhes. Pleasure to meet you Riona." Saying her name felt rather good. The way it rolled off his tongue.
Crap! What was he suppose to do now? How about a drink you idiot? Yes. Drink. "Um, let me get you something." He turned away, not realizing he was still holding her hand. Seeing that the ice in his drink had melted a bit, Dhes frowned and nodded to the bartender. "Two more Russians, please." he wasn't sure how strong of a drink she took, so he ordered something a bit simple. Looking back to Riona, he finally saw that he was still holding her hand. "Oh!" He let go of her, feeling himself heating a bit in the face. "Sorry about that." God, he was acting like a newly transitioned male here.
Rhaine's head was spinning, one minute she was flirting with the guy the next a woman's hands were completely Dominating her. Dropping the tube to the ground, her green eyes glowed lightly as she felt the warm breath on her ear. 'Mmf...sensitive spot #1 hit...' she thought. Bringing her hands up slowly, her hips continued to sway to the beat hearing the music slow down quite a bit from the last tune. Oh this was perfect...just...okay...she wanted more alcohol right now.
Crushing her breasts against Lhust's, her heart pounded as she lifted her gaze to the woman's. Smiling softly, she leaned in until her lips brushed against her ear, and she grinned keeping her voice low "To what do I owe the pleasure of such a beauty against me?" Leaning down a bit lower, she pressed her lips to Lhust's neck, letting her nose move lower then pressing a kiss to the top of Lhust's breasts, asserting her submissive nature before coming back up and grinning. Spinning around, she rolled her hips against Lhust's, her hands holding back to her hips in delight loving the soft, feminine scent Rhaine now had filling her senses.
She smelled so good. Lhust sighed, pressing herself firmly against Rhaine's back. The music changed and Lhust thought how lucky they were. Her hands smoothed down her hips, rubbing and grinding into her. Letting Rhaine turn around, her eyes scanned that pretty face of her's.
She couldn't help, but smirk. Growling a bit as Rhaine slowly shimmied down her body, soft, heated lips pressing against her skin. Where ever her lips touched, her skin tingled. Lhust had to keep her lips together so her fangs wouldn't show, then again, the beings around her would think she was in costume or something.
Growling, Lhust wrapped her arms around Rhaine, one hand smoothing up her thigh, squeezing it gently. "I saw you and wanted you." She breathed against her ear. "Do you know how badly I wanna sink my teeth in you?" Lhust pressed her lips against her ear. "Tell me your name female." She growled into her ear, her nails gently trailing up and down her thigh. Her other hand was settled just under Rhaine's breasts, the tips of her fingers barely skimming over the swell.
Elixe walked into the club and looked around taking in the scents. Loud music, touching strangers, Annoying girls with duck faces and camera. Why any rational person could find this fun it was beyond him. As is eyes adjust to the flashing lights and ear to the pounding music he suddenly felt extremely over dressed for the situation and sighed. He walked towards the bar watching the dancers move in a sense of envy wishing he himself had the courage to dance like the world didn’t matter.
Once he found the bar he sat down and got the tender attention. “a Jamen Ginger” There were things he couldn’t say no to and the correct mixture of whiskey and ginger ale always won him over. That and stuffed crust pizza it was a miracle in it self for him not to be a larger build then what he was for his diet but he wasn’t about to complain on that level. His eye took a scan around the club once more his drink in his hand. ‘What are you doing here Elixe’ was all his mind could say to himself. It was a once a week thing he would try to get out and stop being such a shut in. He seen the movies and he even considered buying himself a coffin that’s how cliché he felt even for his species.
Rhage could almost feel her melt in his arms as he nibbled and gnawed on her neck ... enjoying the feel ... the scent and the taste of her. She turned around in his arms ... smiling up at him with that angelic smile of hers ... her hands on his chest ... speeding up his heart rate.
He lived for this female. She grabbed his shirt ... and said 'Hey shou' ... now he knew that she was ... tipsy if not drunk ... but what the hell was a shou ... unless it was supposed to mean you. Well that was possible. He would smile up at her, "Hey you. Now I saw you tearing up the dancefloor there ... you think you can tear it up with me in there ... and later .. we can ... leave and tear up a few other things."
Brinn was dancing and she didn't care who she was dancing with at the moment since life didn't matter once Mary was safe and in the hands of someone who could protect her from those who would attempt to use her because she was human. Brinn listened to the song change over, her eyes looking around since she hadn't realized the rest of them had disappeared too " huh, odd" she would laugh to herself shrugging a little as she licked her lip, she was thirsty so she would start working herself through the crowded dance floor, people moving to and from the bar till she found an open stool.
" Triple Tequila shots please, make sure it drops the worm in it so that I get an extra nice taste and I will make it worth your wild" she grinned putting the cash down on the bar when the bartender walked passed her and she would give him a wink before turning her back to the bar so that she could scan the crowd for her friends.
" Either they left or I'm blind, whatever" she giggled and she would look to the people beside her on either side " How's it going?" she knew she looked good and she would look the male over from top to bottom and he didn't look bad either " you going to go out with me on that dance floor instead of just watching?"
When the bartender put her drink down she grabbed it with a twirl of the ring and then she glanced to him before drinking it down in one sharp intake and she laughed a little bit as she put the drink down " better, common stranger"
Vihktor looked over the girl who came up to the bar, licking his lips openly. "I like a woman who can handle her tequila." He smirked as he spoke, his voice soft and smooth, hiding a fire behind it. When she talked about going out on the dance floor, he laughed and looked to the other man. "I think she's talking to you. I don't dance... though I certainly enjoy watching."
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