#Vampire Henry Cavill

[henry-cavs-tudor]

This is how I feel about Vampire Henry Cavill now, and I’m not ashamed of it❤️

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Vampire!Henry x Rowena OFC

Summary: Alternative Universe. Vampire!Henry. Henry, Crown Prince of the Vampires is avoiding his responsibilities because of his mothers fate. When Henry finds his mate, the circumstances are eerily similar to his mother’s. Rather than risking his mates life, Henry chooses to run, but can he run from his fate?

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9 Part 10 Part 11 Part 12 Part 13 Part 14 Part 15 Part 16 Part 17 Part 18 Part 19 Part 20 Part 21 Part 22 Part 23 Part 24 Part 25

Bonus Chapter Werewolf!Alexander Skarsgard x OFC

[supercap2319]

Young Tom Welling as Stefan Antonio Salvatore

Young Henry Cavill as Damon Francesco Salvatore

[todaysanother]

[njeancastro316]

“Fuck… we’ve done it now, I think we are in trouble Mikaelson” Sebastian lifted his arms in mock surrender. Y/N held a wooden stake in her hands, seething.

Elijah chuckled lightly at Y/N. “Put that down, darling you don't want to hurt yourself.”

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What do you guys think these two did to our female protagonist?

Let me know

Giffs are my muse and I thank its creators

Besitos💋

[lovebeinaprincessworld]

Lila’s Library

(Fanfic Recs)

Marvel

Avatar

Harry Potter

911

Criminal Minds

BTS

Formula 1

Twilight

The Vampire Diaries/The Originals

Hobbit/Lord of the Rings

Bridgerton

DC

Hunger Games

Game of Thrones/House of the Dragon

Famous People

Video Games

Yu-Gi-Oh!

Miraculous

Night at the museum

[mattmurdock42]

Henry dressed as a vampire. ( Henry as Husband)

Henry Cavill X female reader./ Henry X Wife / Henry as a dad.

Smutt, overstimulating, beging, p in v, Henry dom, vampire kinks.

+-3.3k

It was the birthday of your son, Tomás. A few days ago, you and your husband, Henry, asked if he wanted a party and he happily said yes, with a halloween theme, as it was close to it. You had asked all your son´s friend´s mothers if they could came and they all said yes, so, now, you´d have twelve 6 years old boys and girls, plus one of their parents at your house for a party. Your son was so ecxited that he couldn´t stop talkig about it. Your husband was encharged of your costumes. He got a mummy one for Tomás, a vampire for him and a pirate one for you. The day of the party came. Henry had to shoot a scene from his series until 3 pm, so, you´d have to welcome the guests alone until he came. You woke up and he was already gone. You made breakfast for you and Tomás and then you two started to prepare the backyard for the party. You two went out for lunch and then came back to make your costumes. You left him watching tv while you got ready, then you went to get him ready. 2pm came, his friends started to arrive. You were friend to most of the mothers, actually. Three of then were very close to you since college days. When all the guests arrived you saw how many different costumes had: witches, pirates, fairies, robots, vampires, super heroes, skeletons and more. Most parents were as pirates or witches. While the kids played, you all sat under a told and started to talk about the children. All of them said that their kids were really ecxited for this themed party, and they all complimented the idea. You said it was Tomás idea and he also was ecxited for it. After a while Henry arrived, he was already with his costume- he had taken it to work and putted it when he finished the shooting. He was wearing a black trouser with a social black shirt. His hair was put behind with gel, he had eyeliner and fangs on his canine teeth. Your breath stopped when you saw him. He greeted everyone and he and the other mens went to another place to talk and watch things. You and the other mothers talked about children, career, marriege and hobies. The talk was amazing, but it was time for cake. You all reunited around a big garden table and Tomás got on a stool- since he didn´t let Henry lift him in front of his friends- to be on the same high as the candles. The rest of the party was perfect, everyone ate and had fun. You and henry said goodbye to everyone and thanked then for coming. You said to Tomás to get inside and take the vegetables he wanted for dinner. As he did that, you and Henry cleaned the garden. When it was over, you got inside and gave Tomás a bath while henry cooked. You finished his bath, dressed him, and then went to your bath. Henry finished the dinner and you three had grilled vegetables for dinner. After, you did the dishes and henry went to take a shower, since he was still dressed as a vampire, except his fangs.

A couple of days passed since the party. One day, you recieve a message from your cousin saying that it will be a family lunch next weekend, and her dauther gave the idea of children going in costumes, since it would be halloween, so she had the idea of everyone going dressed in costumes. You confirmed your family presence. You loved the idea of seeing your cousins again, you all were really close.

You three went with your costumes from the last party. There, children were running, men were around the barbecue taking care of the meat, women were talking and were around the drinks and the desserts. You had brought a sweet pie that you made. Everyone was dressed as well. Your aunts and you were talking and they commented how pretty Henry was in that costume. You got embareced and blushed for him. At lunch time, when all of you were around the table, one little niece of your, dauther of your cousin, came to Henry and asked.

Little niece: uncle, why you didn´t dressed as Superman? since you are superman!

Everyone at the table laughed.

Henry: sorry little one, but the costume store didn´t have any superman costume when i went, it was sold out.

Little niece: but you didn´t get the superman costume when you finished the movie?

Henry: i tried to get it, but they wouldn´t let me, they would have to keep it for a while longer. But as soon as it is finished, i´ll get it.

In the afternoon, one of your cousins had the idea of making fun shots of everyone. You tried to hide, since you didn´t like photos, but one of your cousins pulled you to it. You tried to hide behind Henry but the stepped aside, saing it was a good idea to take the photos. You looked at him, with mad eyes. You all took several pictures: you and your cousins, all the girls, all the man, just children, each families (grandma make sure of that one being taken, she wanted everyone in her album). Iin yours with Henry, he stood behind you with Tomás in his shoulders and pretended to bite your neck, while you were secretly cointaining yourself to not moan with him sucking your neck dresssed like that. Of course he noticed, since he knew you well. In the end of the family lunch, your little niece asked Tomás if he wanted to sleep over and play with her the next day. They were the same age and get along so well that you and Henry couldn´t say no. Beside, Henry had plans for the night that he would prefer his son wouldn´t be home.

You went home and got back to leave some things for Tomás, like, toothbrush and clothes.

You and Henry was getting back home, he was driving and you were zoning out with the music you had putted. Then, out of nowhere, you feel something grabbing your thigh roughly. You look down and see Henry´s hand. You get home and, before you could put one foot inside the house, he lifts you, throwing you on his shoulders and going to your room. Arriving there, you already knew that he noticed the repreended moan and wanted to hear you scream that same one. He putted you on the bed and lighted the room with candles. He gently took of your pirate costume.

Herny: you shouldn´t repress a groan, pretty girl, but i understand why you did it.

You looked at him. You were feeling exposed being the only one naked, he didnt even let your panties.

Henry: tell me, you wanted to moan because you wanted sex tonight, you were needy, or you were horny because of the costume?

He already knew the answer, it was not the first time you were horny with him in a costume, it happened before when his make up was not fully gone from the witcher, and when you visited him on the set of mission impossible. But he would make you say it, he wanted to hear how you were.

y/n: i-i´m horny.

You say blushing and looking down. He gets your entire jaw with one hand and pull it up, so you can look to him.

Henry: you should have said it before. You know i don´t like that you keep this kind of secrets from me.

y/n: i´m sorry.

Henry: what do you like more about it?

y/n: i think the fangs, maybe.

You say in a whisper.

Henry: why maybe?

This conversation were making you mad.

y/n: i´m not sure because you aready have big canines, this protesis just made them a little bigger, not much, so i don´t know if it made a difference or not.

He takes it of and smiles.

Henry: so? was the fangs that made you horny?

y/n: no, maybe it was your hair in place?

Henry: maybe?

y/n: stop asking this.

You say, tired of this talk.

Henry: my delicate girl, i just wanna know. So i can do it more times.

y/n: no, looking better at it, it´s not your hair, i like it messed, natural curled. It is the eyeliner with the groomed hair. The combination itself.

Henry: see? it wasn´t so hard. With a little talk and patience, you got there.

He says grinning.

y/n: congrats, socrates would be proud of you.

You say with a sarcastic tone. He hated when you were desrespectful, and you knew that. Sometimes, when you wanted to tease your dom, you would be bratty.

He rushes to you, brutally pushing you to lay down and getting on top of you. You really knew how to get on his nerves. He took his strap and chained your hands to the bed. He took some lubricant and barely passed on your vulva, quickly inserting four fingers inside of you, making you scream loud with pain. His other hand started to dance on your clit, making your back twist. After some time you cum. He keeps doing it until you do it again, and one more time. Your vagina were sensible. He goes up to your neck and starts to suck it hard, making sure to leave bruises, while his hands played with your tits. He stopped and sat beside you, running his hands along your waist and your thighs. If you wanted something more from him, you´d have to ask, beg. He was passing his hands through your body, stopping and looking it from every angle, you were feeling to much exposed.

y/n: please, take your clothes of too. please.

Henry: i´m not sure about it.

y/n: please, be naked too.

After five minutes he decided to take his clothes also.

He gets on top of you and started to kiss you until you lost your breath for a long time. When he stopped you were weak. He unchained you and turned you to lay on your stomach. He pulled you to bend. One arm wrapped around your waist, not letting you go, and the other, slowly going in and out of you. You were done with his hands. You wanted to ride him while looking at his face as a vampire.

y/n: Henry, stop it. I wanna ride you. Let me top you, for once.

He stopped the hand inside you. But the other was still holding tight your waist.

Henry: i don´t know, i don´t think you deserve it. Hiding secret kinks from me and being arrogant.

You knew he would let you, but you´d have to barg more.

y/n: i know i was not good. But i´ll redime myself making you feel good.

Henry: i´m already feeling good now, darling.

y/n: please, Henry, let me. I wanna ride you while i see you like this. I´ll be a good top. i promise.

He let go of your waist and lays on his back.

Henry: go on, i´m all yours.

You leave the bed and go to get his fangs on the desk.

y/n: open your mouth, please.

He obeys and you put his fangs on place. You get op top of him, each thigh on one side of him. You lean for a kiss, noticing his difficulty to do it because of the fangs. You put his dick on your vagina and starts to move your hips, slowly increasing the speed. His hands grip your hips. You support you weight on your hands, which were on his waist. After some time, you hear a soft groan leave his throat. You smile at your acomplishment. You keep thrusting yourself until he cums, followed by you.

y/n: have i redemed myself?

Henry: a little.

You get out of him, taking his condom off and licking the point of his dick. After, you give him and a exeptional oral sex, always looking at his face, seeing his mouth open; the combination of the make up with the hair and fangs driving you crazy.

y/n: am i a good girl now?

Henry: i think you are pardoned.

You smile and goes up to him. You take his fangs of and messed his hair. It was straightened, but you didn´t mind. You two started to make out, with you on top. After some minutes he says:

Henry: let´s take a shower, then go to sleep, it´s almost 2 am.

You agreed and you both go to the shower. Of course you had sex there too. You came back to bed and slept cuddling.

The next day you two enjoyed each other and, at night, went to get Tomás.

[witchersmistress]

New Orleans

Hello my darlings just a little snippet of a thing for ya'll. I'll play with it more tomorrow but for now enjoy.

Summary: Rory finally got to live out her life long dream, traveling to the beautiful city of News Orleans. a place that has called to her for so long, when she catches the eye of a familiar southern gentlemen

Word count: 700

Trigger warnings: none

Here is part 2 for those who are interested https://www.tumblr.com/witchersmistress/730375070899388416/a-guarded-walk-home?source=share

My family thought it was the oddest thing that from the time I could remember when I was a little girl, I was just dying to get to New Orleans. I always said I had someone waiting for me, someone who loved and lost so long ago, but I was back again and this time forever. I use to go on about the beautiful mansion he had built me, the ballroom for dancing, the green house for all my gardening, a spiral stair case to a hidden library.. it was just dreams my therapist told me. Probably read in a book somewhere, but all those years later here I am

The city of New Orleans. A place of beautiful, fascination, magic, change and southern gentlemen

It was all yes ma'am, no ma'am, holding doors for them as the walked in with a gentle smack on their rear ends to hurry it along. Open car doors and keeping them safe as the made their way down Bourbon Street, which they've said transport you to another world at night. The throbbing music, the dancing neon lights, decorated by beads and balconies, and when it rained down on Bourbon Street, the party may have stopped the sounds of the rain come down off the metals roofs and waterfalling off the balconies to the windowless streets below. 

That is the first time I saw that man, the one man who'd be my death and my undoing. 

it was morning, the city was still sleepy, I stepped out to enjoy fresh air and drink my tea as I watched the people below, when I spotted him.  He was tall, muscular, in a white tee that was plastered to his chest, showing off his delicious abs, he had a buzz cut and a scruff beard and these gorgeous cerulean blue eyes. I watched him, pulling a rag from his back pocket to wipe the sweat from his brow and all I wanted to do was to sit on that man's face.

I felt my cheeks turn red with that idea. As if the man himself could have heard my thoughts, he looked up at me from his position on the street and waved at me with a devil may care smile. Sweet baby Jesus, my face was on fucking fire as I starred at him like an edjit. He threw the rag into the back of his truck and jogged across the road to the balcony where I stood. 

"You know sugah, instead of just staring at me, you could've waved back" he said with a wink. Good lord I must have been red as a tomato. I starred at him in stunned silence he let out a low laugh " Alright darling if you insist" he said as he backed up into the street. What in the devil was this man doing.

"Last chance" he hollered " or you've left me no choice" I heard someone yell back "Syverson leave that young lady alone" he shrugged them off as he ran then jumped to grab hold of the railing of the balcony, my jaw was on the ground watching him pull himsled up and over the railing with ease. People cat called and whistled him from the street but he was focused on me " Well.." he trailed off as he took in my black leggings and grey v neck. He placed two fingers under my chin and closed my jaw with a audible click of my teeth. 

"I'm Logan and you are?" Prying my tongue from the roof of my mouth " I'm Aurora, but most people call me Rory" his eyes narrowed and his eye brows scrunched in displeasure " I think I prefer, Aurora" he stepped closer to me and locking a finger around a few strands of my hair. Running his tongue along his teeth, I could see the sharpest of edges of his canine teeth beneath his plump lips. Breathing in the scent of his colone I was mesmerized by those blue eyes as he studied my face, if I had been so obsessed with his lips, I might have missed what he whispered " I've finally found you"  

[thedemonofcat]

Modern with Magic Au:

Born with a rare allergy to the sun, Julian Pankratz, also known as Jaskier, has been confined indoors by his father and stepmother for his entire life. One night, Jaskier awakens to the horror of seeing men with fangs attacking and killing his parents. They refer to Jaskier as "Your Highness" and reveal that they've been sent to take him, promising that he will make a great Bride for their boss. Before they can abduct him, a man with white hair and fangs intervenes, rescuing Jaskier, who then loses consciousness.

When he comes to, Jaskier finds himself in a grand manor and meets Geralt of Rivia and his family, who are vampires. Geralt reveals that Jaskier is a half-human, half-vampire hybrid. Jaskier's late mother, a vampire of royal lineage, had a relationship with his human father, resulting in his birth.

Geralt explains that his family has been the protectors of the Royal Vampire family for centuries. Jaskier's half-human nature was meant to be a secret, but somehow, it was discovered.

[xdirtyxlittlexgirl]

Dearest Gentle Reader,

It is with uncontainable delight that I proclaim my return to the social scene! With sharpened quills and plenty promts, I stand prepared to weave tales that will enthrall even the most discerning of you.

Whether it be the likes of dashing Henry Cavill, Chris Evans, or Armie Hammer, or the mystical realms of The Witcher, The Vampire Diaries, or the scintillating escapades of our very own Bridgerton, no stone shall be left unturned.

So to keep the tea spilling, I implore you, esteemed readers, to submit your most imaginatively wild plots and prompts and remember, in the world of Lady X, the pen is mightier than the sword, and I am armed and ready.

Yours Most Sincerely,

Lady X

[goldenfurevamp]

Marius di Romanus y Armand.

[supercap2319]

The club was in full swing. Tons of people so close together that they all moved in a provocative manner, leaving Y/N dizzy with how much sex-charged minds and lust filled his vampire senses. He felt the phantom feeling of his fangs starting to expand in his mouth as he tried desperately to control him.

His two vampire teachers promised to teach him about self-control, and the two were busy getting drunk on human blood and alcohol. It was honestly disgusting watching them act this way. He expects this kind of behavior from Damon, but Stefan? He was supposed to be the good one. The one with the moral compass, not this sexually charged predator in the mood for a quick bite.

He weaves his way through the crowd, dancers grinding all their body parts and other things against them as he rejected them and scanned the sea of faces until he found those he was seeking. Damon was at the bar, too captivated with the bar tender as he gave her a charming smile and bit his lips in a sexy way as she giggled and flushed slightly.

On the dance floor, Stefan wasn't much better. He had this short blonde in a very slutty red dress, arms wrapped around his neck as he whispered something in her ear. She giggled as he kissed her neck softly as he looked up and locked eyes with Y/N, fangs out and face twisted like a hunter. He bit down and she groaned against him as he hungrily fed.

He wasn't sure if that was an invitation or something, but he decided not to engage as his senses left him horny and hungry. Damon slipped through the shadows and appeared behind him as he smiled. "Oh, someone looks jealous." Y/N could see the smug look on his face without having to turn around as he saw Stefan lower his hands on her waist. "I'm not jealous, Damon."

"It's ok. Go ahead and be jealous. I'm sure my brother will be thrilled to know."

Y/N turned to him. "I'm not jealous, Damon!"

Damon smiled at him. "My mistake."

"Whatever. I need a drink." He melted into the crowd of people as Damon shot Stefan a look. He used the power and spoke in his brother's head. "You're an asshole you know that right?"

Stefan smirked. Mouth all bloody. "I learned that from you, brother."

[wolfandbat]

having brainrot of my own au i’m working on

yes i made these so like if you save or use pls!

[njeancastro316]

“What can you offer Y/N Sebastian? , What can you possibly do to help her.” Elijah’s arrogance dripping from his mouth.

“I can protect her from any mark of man or monster.” Sebastian spoke confidently.

“See Elijah … I’ll be the safest psychotic bitch in town , nothing to worry about.”

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Giffs creators I thank you so so much .

Besitos ���

[witchersmistress]

A guarded walk home

hello darlings, here is a secon part for New Orleans. took me a few days, wanted to make sure i had some historical facts as close to accurate as possible!

Summary: A POV from both Aurora and Syverson, one set in the first year that they met in 1864 and then in the now in present time of their reunion.

Word count: 2.7 K

Trigger warnings: swearing, pda and swoon worth heroics

New Orleans 1864

Slipping on my lace gloves as the cool evening mist curled around my ankles as I made my way down the front steps of my friend Caroline’s home. “Are you sure you can’t wait a few more moments, John will happily walk you home? '' she said as she held her hand on her back and the other one cradling her pregnant stomach. “ I don't want to see you go missing like so many women before you” her face taught with worry “Tsk tsk” i said turn to meet her gaze “ You need John more than I do, it's only a short walk down the road, I’ll be fine, I'll stick to the french quarter, they have those fancy cast iron lights now” I teased her “now remember what I said about the tea and stay off your feet'' she nodded and watched me walk to the end of the walk way, waving one final time as she closed the door.

Father certainly would disapprove of my lack of escorts but after seeing my patients I'd like to go over what we discussed and preparations I may need for next time. As one of the few midwives here in the French quarter, I was always summoned at every hour of the day and night. The sun was well past the horizon but the moon was full, the gas men won't be out tonight to light the street lamps, officials ordered, there was still plenty of light from the moon to guide my way home. Passing shop owners as they closed down for the night, Bourbon Street was rather quiet this evening. The local drunkards started to filter out into the moonlit night with their fallen women of choosing, ducking passed to avoid being insnared in that mess, I made my way across the cobble stone street as a woman let out a horrific shriek, looking back to see her, pinned to the wall as the man rutted into her.

I kept walking but collided with a wall of some sort. Losing my balance, I began to fall back when strong arms encircled my waist to keep me steady. I looked up into the face of my hero and it was the heroic Captain Syverson. In his confederate uniform. The long grey sleeves are lined with red, with a red cuff at the bottom. His three gold stripes on his shoulder blade indicate his status. He looked down at me with those cerulean blue eyes. The corner of his mouth was turned up in a crooked grin. “Well Ms. Hathaway, you need to be more careful where you are walking” he steady me on my feet, reaching down he grabbed my basket and handed it back to me. I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks “Thank.. Thank you Captain "I stutter trying to conceal my blushing face.

He cocked an eyebrow, “Where is your escort home? It's not safe to be walking the streets late at night "I brush away the imaginary dirt off my skirts “ I was just leaving The Davenports, Caroline is a dear friend and she is nearing the end of her pregnancy and is a nervous wreck.” i said with a slight smile “ I was admit that i would make it home just fine on my own, that she needed John more than I so hear i am” i let out a soft laugh, i seriously sounded so ridiculous, that even Logan was laughing “ My you are a stubborn thing, aren't you?” Straightening to his full height, he adjusted the sword on his side. “ Would you allow me the privilege to escort you the rest of the way home?” I nodded at him as he offered me his elbow, looping my right arm through his as we continued our walk towards my fathers home. We chatted softly amongst ourselves. I've never felt more relaxed in another person’s company, we laugh over the little things. We come upon the gate to my home, far too quickly. He opens the gate and allows me to pass by before closing the gate behind him. He walked me up to my front door.

We stood there for a few silent moments, stepping closer,while he cleared his throat “ Should you ever find that you are in need of an escort, especially at night, please feel free to send for me, no matter how late or how early.” he stepped back as my front door opened, it was Charlotte, our maid, she was a dear friend of mine and so curious about the work I did. The captain smiled up at her “Good evening, just making sure that Ms. Hathway made it home safely, with all these disappearances you can't ever be to safe” she smiled softly and in a soft voice “That is very kind of you Captain, her father would be quiet pleased by this'' she looked over at me “ Your father instructed me to wait for you before heading for home, he was called away on an emergency and will be back as soon as he can.” i nod “Thank you Charlotte, give me just a moment with the Captain, I’ll be right in” she nodded, curtsied and closed the door with a soft click

New Orleans 2023

“ I wanted to thank you again for escorting me home” he gave me a smile, his white canines flashing at me, as i went to turn and open the door, his hand gripping my jaw stopped me. I looked up into those blue eyes, swirling with so many feelings. He leaned in so close that his lips were centimeters from mine “I mean it Aurora, send for me, don't travel alone in the dark '' I nodded as I stared at his plump lips. He leaned forward and placed a soft kiss against my lips before pulling away and walking down the stairs “Have a good night Ms. Hathaway” I’m too stunned to speak as i watched him disappear into the foggy evening, hastily open the door, i let myself in and shut the door with a slam, as my cheeks turn pink, placing my basket and gloves on the table Charlotte rounded the corner, she just raised an eyebrow, she didn't have to say anything but i knew what she was thinking I waved her off “I’m off to bed, incase Caroline needs me” she nodded “Yes ma’am, have a good night” i thank her and make my way up to my room. Still thinking about the feeling of his lips on mine.

I was loading up my truck in the early morning sun, with the help of Gus, when a familiar smell washed over me. The smell of juniper, citrus and rose, I knew that perfume anywhere. It was her. But that was impossible, I lost her so long ago. Sliding the pocket watch out of my pocket, the one she had given so long ago, I opened it to reveal the only photo I possessed of her after that faithful night. I still remember everything about her. The way her porcelain skin flushed a beautiful shade of pink when I said something that caused her to blush. The way she lite up when she talked about something she loved. Her funny and silly demeanor that she fought so hard to hide. Her dedication to her patients, the way she slept on my chest on the night she managed to escape from her duties. With a sad smile I closed the pocket watch and put her back in my pocket. The scent grew stronger with a faint hint of green tea and honey. I tracked the scent across the street to the cafe, but it wasn't there, it was higher up, moving my eyes across the balconies when a flash of red caught my attention, i focused in on the girl, she lifted her gaze from her mug and met mine, those eyes, id recognize anywhere, where looking back at me with a slightly blush to her cheeks.

Syverson’s pov

She was just as beautiful as the last time I saw her, the same night, she died in my arms. That was over 150 years ago and it felt like yesterday I watched her breathe her last breath. She had the same striking green eyes, the freckles that peppered her skin, like a million little kisses from the sun. That same shade of red-hair, down to the middle of her back, where I'm sure she has those two dimples at the bottom of her spine just above the sweet swell of that curvy ass. I chewed on my lip as I took her in like I was seeing her again for the first time.

This first time we had met was at a founders day party. She was absolutely breathe taking in the emerald green gown, with black lace and beading on her bodice. Her black satin gloves up to her elbows. Her hair pinned back in elegant curls and around her neck was a simple silver and gold heart shaped locket, that she had inherited from her grandmother on her 13th birthday, that's what she told me. I starred at her for a few moments before I smiled and waved at her. Her cheeks flushing even more. Throwing my rag in the back of my pick up, I jog to just under her balcony, my body vibrating with the possibility that it was indeed my girl.

We bantered for a minute but I couldn't stand to not be this close to her and not have her in my arms. I jumped up and grabbed the railing of the balcony and hauled myself up with ease. She stood there with her mouth agape like a cod fish out of water.

I placed two fingers under her chin gently pushing it up with an audible click as her teeth met. I'm Logan and you are?" She took a few moments "Aurora, but most people call me Rory" I took a step closer and curled a strand of her hair around my finger " I think I prefer Aurora" I drank in her features I never wanted to forget them trailing my eyes down her neck and chest settling on the silver and gold heart shaped necklace that she had worn so many years ago, I gave it to her sister after passed, its what she would have wanted. I looked back up at her inquisitive face, her green orbs sparkled with amusement, and delight but also recognition. Some part of her soul remembered me. "I finally found you" I breathed. She looked at me with a quizzical expression,and one of my men whistled at me "Come on Syverson, we need to get going." I let out a low growl of annoyance at him before looking back up at her. " Till next time sugah" placing a soft kiss on the corner of her plump lips, I dropped down over the balcony and strutted over to my truck.

I looked at the few strands of hair I got off her shirt and looked at Gus " Come on old boy, we have a witch to find" he ground and rolled his head back " No way man you can drop me off, I ain't ever stepping foot in Ms. Freya's house again" I rolled my eyes at him " She isn't that terrifying" he looked at me like I was a edjit. " I swear that woman put some voodoo magic in my house and she always watching me" I belted out a laugh "Fine then you big baby" as I parked the truck I'm her driveway " you can stay here and wait for old Louise, I'm sure he misses you" his eyes widen looking around the property " on second thought going inside doesn't seem like such a bad idea after all" he quickly hopped out of the truck and on to her porch, I laugh at him as I climbed out, and up the stairs to visit an old friend.

Looking up one last time at my shining star, she stood there bewildered, a soft wind blowing her hair behind her. Looking over at my passenger seat, looking at my right hand man, Gus. "Kill joy" he just smirked at me as I drove down the bustling french quarter, looking back at mon cher as she leaned over the edge of her balcony till all I could see was her silhouette.

[victusinveritas]