The small town of Badger's Creek slept well beneath the dark cover of night. Outside the blue velvet night sky was blanketed with stars, the air cool and crisp, waiting to meet the morning's steamy balm. From above, the town was the picture of perfection; with it's red steeple roofs and brightly painted red barns, dark shingled white dwellings in the middle of green-green fields. Horses dotted the landscape, corralled for miles behind long stretches of ranch fencing, as geese and swans floated gently down the streams and lakes that bordered the sleepy valley. While white coated sheep grazed at will in the lower hollows, bleating out their content. It's a dreamer's vision of a sleepy idyllic, New England village of days gone by. Quaint and picturesque, Badger's Creek is one of those places, which time forgot, and it forgot sometime in the last two and a half centuries. The streets are lined with little cottage like homes with large four hundred-year old
"How can you bear to live here? Everything is so...basic." My mother turned up her patrician nose at my ten million dollar home with the Louis the thirteenth d閏or of which I'm so terribly fond. Yes mother, the dishes are only thousand year old Wexford, nothing at all like the gold chargers and cutlery we have back at the family home that dates back to the days of the Babylonian empire. "And the food, it has no substance to it, how do you survive?" Prime rib made just right, and new potatoes crisped in the oven with braised asparagus in Hollandaise sauce, along with accompanying dishes of roasted vegetables are indeed beneath the regal palate of my mother the princess. "You've just listed all the reasons why I live here. Because I know none of the elders can stand to be here for more than two days if that. Which means there're no eyes watching my every move, calculating my every turn. It's called freedom." "I can always program myself to like it.""Yes,
"Prince...I mean, Lucien, what's on your mind? You've been a bit preoccupied this evening.""Have I? I hadn't noticed." I swirled the bourbon around in my glass without interest. I doubt anyone ever notices that I hardly ever drink when we have one of these little get-togethers. Just a quick slight of hand whenever anyone pays too close attention always does the trick. I don't do it for any particular reason, just habit I guess. But I've always felt like I have to be the most responsible when in a setting like this, and with good reason, because I am. "So, some of us were talking and..." The way he fidgeted and looked back at the others told me I wasn't going to like this."Go on!" I finally took a sip of the aged brew as he fidgeted around some more. "For fuck sake Gavin, you're ten thousand years old stop fidgeting like a twelve year old cheerleader." Believe it or not, my gruff words are the easiest way I know to put them at ease, otherwise they'd shit th
"The sun will come out tomorrow, bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow..." I rolled my eyes at my sister and looked at the red dot on the calendar that hung on the wall. Our family pet, a Spix macaw named Patrick slept with his head tucked beneath one of his wings, or he was pretending to. He's been known to eavesdrop on conversations only to repeat them at some later inopportune time. I guess her little ditty is a way of reminding me that the big change is about to come. It's the same month after month and have been going on for so long now that I've grown used to it. Well long is relative, this new phenomena has only started happening in the last year or so. When held up against hundreds of years of my existence, it was a little less than a drop in a bucket. I pretended great interest in the book I was reading for the upcoming test and gave her no leeway to pester me, but the constant stares from across the breakfast table was too much to ignore. I dr
"Nat, are you alright? You seem a little pale.""I'm fine Patrice, as you three reminded me earlier, it's almost that time of the month that's all." I hate lying to them but there is no way I'm going to put a damper on their carefree days. For all that they're as old as I, inside they're little more than the eighteen year olds they appear to be. With their heads in the clouds and nothing more stressing on their minds than what to wear to the next school dance. I wish for them always to remain that way, that they never lose that light and laughter. No, I will carry this burden alone, whatever it is. Or maybe I will put a call in to my mom later and get her thoughts on the subject. Though opening that can of worms may very well bring the elders running. I thought of nothing else all day and wished by the end of it that I could put it all down to just premenstrual distress, but I knew better. There's definitely something more at work here, and the stress of havin
My eyes flew open in that final instant just before the sun lost its shadow in the western sky. What was that? I stayed still, straining to hear whatever it was that had interrupted my rest. My eyes scanned the room as my body remained still. I sensed no imminent danger to myself, but something was a little bit off in the atmosphere. There was something there that hadn't been the day before when I went to bed. Whatever it was had been strong enough to intrude on my senses which is not the easiest thing to do. Especially here in the earthly realm where mortals lacked the kind of power it takes to effect a high immortal like myself. I sent my senses out around my immediate surroundings but felt and saw nothing out of the ordinary. The humans who serve me were already long gone by now and my relatives wouldn't be here for a few days more at least. There wasn't so much as a leaf out of place on the property, so I'm still no closer to figuring out what it was
Why is fate fucking with me? I inhaled deeply of her scent and knew that this was a place where she spent a lot of time. Her aroma was very strong here. My last hope after accepting that there was going to be a battle ahead in the coming days was that she was anything but nymph. My senses only allowed me to capture the fae in her, but there was something else, some hint of something else mixed in with the musky bouquet. My heart thundered in my chest at the implications. I left my bike lying on its side in the damp leaves of the dank forest and moved towards the edge letting my senses guide me before moving deeper into the thick foliage of the forest. I sensed more bodies but they were of no interest to me now. The closer I got to her the stronger the pull became until my incisors were damn near cutting into my lip and my cock was about to bust through the leather of my pants. I came to a stop once I was well hidden from view of anyone and anything except the a
I made myself transparent in the split second before she picked her head up as if sensing me there but stood in the same spot watching her. The closer she came the greater the hunger grew and I could feel my need stir as the blood sang in my veins. I clenched my fists and inhaled deep taking her essence into me until it danced along my blood. This is so fucked, my need was way too strong and all the horror stories of the past came rushing to the forefront of my mind. Just when I thought I would explode I felt a calming presence surround me. "Mom...dad what the fuck!""Watch your mouth boy your mother can hear you." Yeah, like I had time to worry about that shit right now. And why the fuck is he so calm? Oh, he's doing that to keep me from popping my leash no doubt. I gritted my teeth and tried to block out her scent and tried to concentrate on anything else but her and what she was already doing to me. A good screaming match with my parents is just the thing I