It was the year 1751. I had gotten involved with a woman, one of those that at the current time I felt that she was the one. I gave up my ways to spend what I thought would be our eternity. Now I shall admit that having a sexual appetite as I do, it made me do this rather foolishly. But yet I thought this woman was to be my beloved, which I was later relieved, I did not mark. The problem is that we lived together with this illusion in my head that we were the Master and his beloved, it was a notion that I became accustomed to. When Edward finally spoke some sense into me, when he showed me the wrong in my ways, I immediately, well, it is rather ugly to say, but I did throw her out and ordered her to never come near me again.And so she did, I never heard or saw her again, so I thought that I could confidently say that she was no longer part of my life and that she had moved on. Later years I did learn that she had encounters with Lestat while we were together. Now it did infu

It has been yet another eventful day for the Belmont trio. Yes, I am referring to out Hunter as being part of the Belmont House. The only thing left to do is invite the boy to stay, and that shall not even happen over my dead body.The Windchaser boys have stayed behind to see that all those godawful creatures have been exterminated and they shall then carry on with every other creature that needs to be killed. I do honestly say that I do not wish to have their life, but I am also confidently saying that ours are becoming very much the same.What else is going over my dead body, is my beloved. I very much got the cold shoulder the entire flight home and are furiously trying to convince her to hear me out for only but a few minutes. But to no avail. My heart shall be rip from my chest even though it finds itself dead. She is however at least allowing me in our room.And the minute she closes that door, I make my move; I spin her body around and pull her into my e

I find myself being dragged by the collar by Edward as he lifts me from the floor. Never once would have I ever imagined that a brother would have launched himself at me the way that ever did. If it were not for him that had me to the floor from the start, I would have frankly fallen off the chair myself at his rather surprisingly outburst and furious rage.He has now shown me and my beloved disrespect, and therefore he shall pay.And pay he shall. At his attempt to pull me from the floor, I grab him by his shirt with so much force that it rips from his body, the buttons pop off one by one and drop like little peas to the floor. He immediately spins around and rids himself from his now shredded jacket as I drag my claws through them. He is now from mid to top bare in front of Lilith and me; she has sent the poor boy Stefan to Anastasia. It shall only be a matter of time, and she shall come to see what the commotion is about.By now, I would think that this man s

Our dear Vampire Hunter has so boldly walked into the Council House amongst over fifty Vampires, which if it was anybody else, they would have had his head. Now he too claims that he too has no recollection of the day before. Do I see this as a way for Edward to get out of the predicament that he seems to find him in? Now of course I do. But do I also see this as something that I should consider as worthwhile to note? Well, indeed I do."Now my dear friend Zachariah, please explain to me how you believe that you had the same reaction as Edward.""Well, there is the rather questionable sexual act.""Mmm, I am intrigued. Please explain.""Now I might appear to you as your regular Casanova.""Really? I never thought I would say, but please do carry on.""I apparently, or I should say finding them in my bed is not guessing. But I indeed had an encounter with three ladies last night.""Well, damn you. How on earth did you have the stamina

I do not know what makes this man think that I require a lesson on how to fight. I have had my good amount of battles over the past two-hundred-and-eighty years, and even far greater when I was a mortal. There is no need for me to be taught how to handle myself or any such weapon of sorts. But I shall in all fairness do this as my beloved is no staring at me rather peculiarly because of my reluctance.So we make our stance, my beloved who finds herself in front of me, is wearing what they appropriately call tights in a rather deep shade of red, it is only but peaking my arousal, the only lesson I wish to be taught is the one she teaches so well in between those soft satin sheets. Now if I think that my obsession has gone unnoticed, then I am somewhat mistaken, for Bobby has seen the direction of my attention."Sebastian, I believe you are dead already.""Well do tell this vixen that she cannot wear that.""I would not tempt the vixen for she has a bronze