#tlb x oc

[hypocriticaltypwriter]

Mama chrysta kissing the baby’s chubby cheeks?🥺 “who’s a cutie?, YOU ARE! Mwah!”😭💖

Chrissie loves her Chrissy 🥺

[creaturefeaturecommando]

Piercings (TLB x Male!OC)

(Paul gets pierced despite his fear of needles. Read to find out where)

“Are you sure you want to do this Paulie ?” Marko asked, as Paul laid back on the tattoo table, his shirt and jacket removed. “You practically cried when you had to get your ears pierced, you couldn’t even get the second one done because you were so scared.”

“I can do this Marko.” Paul assured. “Rihan was real gentle when he pierced my other ear, I didn’t even feel it.”

“Because we’re vampires. We seldom feel pain.” Dwayne said from across the room, flipping through a magazine.

“And that needle he used was only like what, 50% silver ? I saw him struggle to get it through your ear lobe.” David said, digging through the candy bowl Rihan kept in the waiting area. “Is he seriously out of fun sized Reese’s Cups ?”

“I’m out of Reese’s Cups because you keep eating them all, David.” Rihan said, abruptly entering the room, carrying a black box. “Get the fuck out of the candy bowl, it’s for paying customers only.”

“We’re paying aren’t we ?” David scoffed, rolling his eyes, avoiding Rihan’s glare.

“Paying me in affection is not the same as paying me in money, which I need.” Rihan argued, before turning away from David and turning towards Paul. “Are you sure you want to do this babe ?”

“I’m sure.” Paul nodded, taking a deep breath. “I just want to get it over with.”

“Alright Paul but I just have to warn you.” Rihan opened the box, revealing a shiny, new, needle. “I’m gonna have to use this.”

“And what the hell is that ?” Paul asked, his breath a little shaky.

“That doesn’t look like a regular piercing needle Ri.” Marko said, looking at the needle and then looking at Rihan.

“It’s not. It’s pure silver.” Rihan said. “My regular needles had a tough time just penetrating his ear lobe, I need something stronger for this particular piercing, so that I can actually pierce you without your healing factor kicking in immediately and so the piercing will heal naturally.”

“So it’s gonna hurt ?!?” Paul asked, eyes wide. “ I don’t want it to hurt !”

“Do you still want to this ?” Rihan asked. “Because I won’t force you, but this needle was fifty dollars, not including the shipping and taxing fees, which is why I had you wait two weeks when you first said you wanted your nipples pierced, so either you go through with it, or all of you owe me about seventy bucks.”

“Look we’ll get you the money.” David said, standing up. “I’m pretty sure there’s some sucker we could rob-“

“No.” Paul interrupted. Everyone looked at him.

“No ?” David asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Rihan went through too much trouble to get that special needle because I said I wanted the piercings. I want to go through with it.” Paul looked at Rihan and then the rest of the boys. “I’m gonna go through with it. I just… I need some support.”

“Alright so how are we doing this ?” Rihan asked, pulling his chair towards the left side of the table and sitting down.

“Here I’ll hold his hand.” Marko said, rushing to Paul’s right side and holding his hand.

Dwayne stood up and placed himself right behind the tattoo chair on the left side, taking Paul’s left hand and holding it up to his cheek.

David placed himself right on the floor, on his knees, as he was right next to Paul’s head.

“We gotcha Paul, we gotcha.” David said, his voice soft. “You’re gonna get through this, okay baby ?”

Paul nodded, taking deep breaths, shutting his eyes.

“Alright Paul, don’t be scared, I’m just cleaning the area real quick, alright ?” Rihan assured, dabbing the sanitary pad on Paul’s nipple. “That isn’t so bad, is it ?”

Paul didn’t say anything, keeping his eyes closed as he breathed in and out, the coldness of the sanitary pad making him flinch slightly.

“You’re doing so good baby.” Marko kissed his palm. “You’re being so good right now, it’ll only be over in a second.”

“Alright Paul this isn’t the needle, it’s a marker, I’m marking where I need to put the needle through, okay ?” Rihan said, patting Paul’s thigh. “You’re doing so well sweetheart, you’re so brave.” He cupped Paul’s chest, something he wouldn’t do with regular customers but he thought it would ease Paul’s mind if he felt his touch, even if he was wearing gloves. He made a mark on the first nipple, drawing two dots before doing the same to the second. Rihan took a deep breath.

“Alright Paul. Just breathe for me, can you do that babe ?” Rihan asked. “Don’t panic and stay still, okay ? Here comes the clamp.”

Paul’s breathing started to pick up when he felt the clamp as he held Marko and Dwayne’s hands in a death grip. David started stroking his hair.

“Shhh, calm down and just breathe babe.” David said. “You wanted this and you’re gonna see it through and then they’re gonna look so good on you.” he kissed Paul’s temple. “Deep breaths okay ?”

“Alright on three.” Rihan said, focusing the needle on the dots. “One…two…three.” Rihan quickly inserted the needle through Paul’s nipple. Paul yelped in pain, losing his grip on Marko’s hand but Marko quickly grasped his hand.

“Baby it’s okay, it’s okay.” Marko kissed his middle finger. “You’re almost there, it’s alright”

“You’re almost done Paul.” Dwayne kissed his other hand.

Rihan removed the needle and quickly inserted the barbel, screwing the ends on.

“I can’t do it.” Paul huffed, almost on the verge of tears, he opened his eyes, giving pleading looks to the others. “I can’t do that again please-“

“Now Paulie.” David crooned, turning Paul’s face toward his. “You said you could do this and we know you can do this, don’t punk out and leave a half finished job”

“I’ll try to be quick with it, okay babe ?” Rihan cooed. “Just keep holding onto the others okay ? You’re being so good right now, this other one is going to be a piece of cake.”

Paul nodded, taking deep breaths that soon turned into pants once Rihan put the clamp on his other nipple.

Marko turned Paul’s face towards him and pressed his lips against his forehead.

“You got this Paul.” Marko whispered.

“I’m going in on three” Rihan said, aligning the needle. “One…two…” and then inserted the needle as fast as he could.

“Fucking shit !” Paul hissed, squeezing his eyes shut. “You said you were going on three-“ that’s when Paul made the mistake of looking down, seeing the needle that was inserted into his nipple. He let out a shaky breath and his eyes started to roll into the back of his head.

“Hey, Paulie no !” David tapped Paul’s cheek with his finger tips. “You’re okay, don’t blank out on us.”

“He’s alright it’s just shock , I have clients pass out all the time.” Rihan assured, taking the needle out and placing the barbell in in, screwing in the ends. “Paulie ? Pretty Bird, you with me ?”

Paul groaned in response and nodded, still panting.

“You’re all done babe.” Rihan smiled. “You did so well for me, you were so brave.”

Paul slowly sat up, sweat gracing his forehead. Dwayne grabbed some paper towels and dabbed the sweat away.

“Shame I can’t show you in the mirror but I can assure you that they look pretty badass, maybe my best work yet.” Rihan said with a smirk.

Paul finally got the courage to look down at his new additions, his face filling with joy when he saw them.

“Holy shit these are badass !” Paul said, cupping his pecs to get a better look.

“How long till we can play with em ?” David asked.

“You gotta admit that they do look pretty hot on him.” Marko grinned, Dwayne nodding in agreement.

“Hard to say with his healing factor but there will be no playing tonight just to be safe.” Rihan said sternly, crossing his arms.

And with that, the boys irrupted into a symphony of groans and protests.

[hypocriticalspicewrites]

Kinks that the boys have… lncluding Chrysta…

Sometimes I see ur asks in my box and have to double take to realize they're coming from you 😭😭 it's such a surprise (a very welcome one of 😌) cause I just imagine it's coming out of the mouth of this big eyed cute faced littol elf looking at me like this :🥺 AHA

ALRIGHT THEN 👏 let's get down to the nitty gritty shall we? 😈

David has a corruption kink. He gets all hot and bothered at the idea of turning Chrysta into a vampire- especially if it were him to do it or if she were to drink his blood. It doesn't help thay she practically eggs him on when she finds out their vamps, and seems to always leave her neck visible or more exposed whenever he kisses her or of he's back from feeding and still itching for something..

Dwayne has a breeding kink- [Gee I wonder if anyone else in this Fandom has the headcanon]. The minute this man sees a baby on the boardwalk smile at him it's over. 🙏 The thought of making Chrysta his baby mama is probably on his mind 24/7 seven days a week.

He has some of the most often, and WORSE baby fever imaginable, and it makes it worse when Chrysta is spending time or taking care of Laddie or even helping any lost children on the boardwalk. It takes everything in him not to put a baby in this woman I SWEA-

The one time she was watching her baby niece for a while... Oh it was over for this man the second she had come to see them with a little chubby baby on her hip, giving the biggest grin to him before shying away into her shoulder.

Chrysta wasn't able to get him off of her the next night

Marko’s is... Kind of hard to explain...

He likes playful fighting/wrestling, not really sure what this would be labeled as, but there's something about tussling on the floor while trying to rip each other off one another awakes something in him. 👁👁

No- it's not anything creepy like that. It's all consensual and he always asks or makes sure with his girl if it's okay. It's also kind of just like-a challenge for one another to see who can win or not, and Chrysta is probably giggling the entire time as she tries to squirm away or beat him. [She never does. And never will.🫡]

Paul's got a thing for... Uh... Some real big displays of public affection if ykwim. 👀 He can't help the feeling or thrill or chance of being caught- even if he makes sure it's somewhere where the chance is rare, he doesn't mind the anxious feeling of looking behind him every once and a while.

This man will even be in the middle of the act with Chrysta and will hear one of the guys ask him for something... This mf with DEADASS walk out casually to answer or ask what they need him for while holding Chrysta. He's got no shame, and he's willing to show the world that.

And finally, our girl Chrysta. Chrysta has a sort of 'cat and mouse' kink, meaning she likes a little chase or hide-n-seek before giving into any of her boys. Even since the day she met them she was running around avoiding them to see if they'd follow along- the thrill and anticipation are just wayyy too enticing for her to turn the offer down!

So there's a lot of nights where she's running around the cave trying avoid one or four very riled up Vampires. 🤭🦇🍒

[chrissiepop]

No way... How come I'm just finding out about the boys and Stars blogs!? I'm always so late to find out about these things...

[scrrry-mnsters]

Paul’s name is embroidered on the other end of Lyndi’s scarf, don’t worry. They’ve also all got each other’s bite marks tattooed somewhere, hers for Paul and Marko are on the inner thighs

[slowlyoats]

The Lost Boys: What they like in other people

Marko

- creativity

- Absolutely HATES the idea of blending in

- Hence why his jacket is so different from his brother’s jackets

- He’s drawn to creative people who outwardly express their creativity with their appearance

- This is why he loves the board walk!! There are TONS of people who dress originally and In an unapologetic way

- I think one of his biggest struggles with being a vampire is that he can’t be outside during the day, and it’s not because he misses the sun or the warmth, it’s because thats the time of day people are usually outside creating wall murals, doing chalk art, painting landscapes.

- He misses interacting with those artists

- So, if he is at the board walk and just so happens to see someone set up with an easel, painting the lights of carnival rides, you BET that boy is going to introduce himself

- And find out everything there is to know about you

- And try to convince you to stay in Santa Carla forever with him

Paul

- Music taste

- Paul is a music snob

- He will totally judge a person based off the music they listen to, and will, on many occasions, choose his victims based off their poor music taste

- His favorite place on the Boardwalk is the record store

- It’s run by this older lady who shares Paul’s love for music

- He goes in at least once a week to say hi, and discuss music with her

- I feel like her name is Gretchen, but Paul insists on calling her Gretch

- He usually sits behind the cash register and talks to her in between customers

- And if it’s one of those nights where Paul can’t sit still, Gretchen makes him unload boxes in the back room and set up any new displays

- She LOVES to play matchmaker with Paul

- Because she is the only record store around, she knows the music taste of most people who live in Santa Carla

- So she try’s to find Paul a date, by matching up his music taste with a regular’s

- This usually doesn’t work out, but she LOVES to try

- *whispers* “look at her Paul! Isn’t she lovely?? And she listens to Motley Crüe!”

- He went on one date that Gretchen set him up on, and it didn’t end too well….so he swore he would never do it again.

- Let’s just say that the girl smelled a little TOO good and he couldn’t stop himself from having a taste

- He cares too much about Gretchen’s companionship to ruin it with him loosing control and eating all her customers

Dwayne

- kindness

- The boys don’t get shown a lot of kindness because…you know…they kill people and stuff

- But that doesn’t mean they don’t have feelings!!

- Dwayne might be the silent, stern type, BUT if anyone shows him the tiniest bit of kindness this man will become your devoted follower

- He may be a vampire, but he remembers what it was like to be human, and how easy it is to be selfish and just plain mean

- He also remembers that kindness is a choice

- And the kindest people tend to be the strongest

- Being kind to him is one thing, he might keep an eye out for you on the boardwalk in case you find yourself in trouble, or change your tire if you get a flat.

- But

- If your kind to Laddie?

- Maybe he got lost and you helped him find his way back to the boys? Or bought him a ice cream? Or maybe even helped him reach an arcade game he so desperately wanted to play?

- Oh boy.

- You just found your self a guardian watch dog angel. Trust me when I saw NO ONE will lay a hand on you or look at you the wrong way EVER and live to tell the tale

- And if you just so happen to be his type?

- Well, I hope you like Santa Carla because you won’t be leaving

David

- courage

- He admires someone who can stand there ground

- Who can get in the face of a surfer nazi and tell them where they can stick it

- Who won’t put up with Paul and Marko teasing them, and will dish it right back to them!

- Who won’t be intimidated and has no problem telling him and the boys “no” with a smile on their face

- Someone who doesn’t give a flying you-know-what about what anyone has to say to them about hanging around him and his boys

- Their confident in their decisions, even the bad ones

- When offered a drink from that sparkly bottle they give him a wink, and take a huge swig!

- And PROMPTLY spit it out all over their prized poster, because like HELL will you be tricked into doing anything you don’t want to do

[lostbetweenvampiresandmusic]

The best kept secret Masterlist

Main masterlist

Max had always known he had a daughter. His ex had granted him that much. He was even allowed to stay in touch with her, despite him being a vampire. One day, however, he realises that he hasn't heard from his daughter in months. And it is at that moment that he realises that something went very wrong.

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

[master-of-metal66]

Someone here is a little jealous of their boyfriend 🤭

My babies, I didn't forget about them.

[vampyrhearts]

drops oc x paul here

[adams-fav-roach]

David: Darla.

Darla: Yes?

David: Can...

David: Can you help me?

Darla: Sure! What would you like help with? Some arts and crafts? Knitting? Sewing? Stabbing people? Crochet?

David: Sta— you know what I don't want to know that. I need help baking.

Darla: *claps her hands together* Oh goodie! What are we baking?!

David: *mumbles* Michaelsbirthdaycake.

Darla: Sorry?

David: Michael's birthday cake.

Darla: Awww David! How cute!

Paul: Can I help?!

David: Where did you come from?!

Paul: *points* The door.

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Darla is the lovely @ria-coolgirl oc. Go check her out!

[hypocriticaltypwriter]

Katherine climbing over the couch: Papa, what are you doing?

Marko: Your mom.

David, sitting next to him: *choking on his drink*

[creaturefeaturecommando]

Rose Tints My World (The Lost Boys x Male OC, Slight NSFW)

(The boys and Rihan get back from a midnight screening of The Rocky Horror Picture Show and leave with something awakened in them. Unfortunately for Rihan, it means they're going to try to coerce him into doing it by any means.)

(I wrote this a year ago. Never published it)

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"...Boys, considering that tonight was the first time that you saw this movie, I must ask, why do you have these just laying around in a fucking trunk ?!?" Rihan asked, pulling a corset out of the trunk, along with a nice garter set that included panties, black heels and a feather boa.

"Long story short, a few decades back, Marko and I had a short affair with a showgirl and she kinda left some of her clothes for shows behind and we kept them because...huh, I guess we always liked it, but seeing it on a dude turned me on in a whole different way." Paul said out loud.

"And how do you know that it'll fit me ?" Rihan asked, continuing to riffle through the clothes. "She was a woman, I'm a man."

"You two actually had similar frames, and funnily enough, she had to get her heels custom made because the shoe stores always said that she had 'the feet of a man' so the heels might fit you." Paul said in an amused tone. "Just please put em on Ri ?"

"I'm gonna look ridiculous, fuck no." Rihan said crossing his arms.

"No you won't !" Marko interrupted, moving closer to Rihan. "We wouldn't ask you to do this if we were gonna laugh at you !"

"How about we cut a deal ?" David asked from his seat across the room. "Why don't you try it once, Ri, and if you don't like it or God forbid, one of us laughs at you, you take it off, never wear it again, we never talk about it again and we'll buy you one of those funnel cakes from the boardwalk you're so fond of." He said, trying to negotiate.

Rihan was quiet for a few moments before he answered.

"Fine." Rihan said, rolling his eyes. "But I still want a funnel cake either way and you're not allowed to skimp and buy a plain powdered sugar one, I want the expensive one with the glazed strawberries and whipped cream." He pouted.

"Only if you still do it for us, baby boy." David purred, making Rihan flustered.

"Fine...I'll do it." Rihan said, crossing his arms. "But I'm only doing it for the funnel cake."

David grinned.

"Marko, go get Star to do Ri's makeup, Paul, go get the tunes, something nice and easy preferably and Dwayne, put Laddie to bed early." David, watched as everyone went to put everything together. "This is gonna be fun~"

-

Rihan sighed from behind the makeshift curtains Marko made out of discarded bedsheets.

"Alright, I'm ready !" He called out.

"You heard him, Paul, he's ready, start the music." David said to Paul, who eagerly pressed play on the boombox.

Rihan heard the slow guitar and immediately recognized the song.

"Really, Paul ?!? The Jack by AC/DC ?!?" Rihan called out. "That song is about gonorrhea, you want me to dance to a song about gonorrhea ?!?"

"It's all I could find on short notice, so just ignore the lyrics and dance !" Paul said, rolling his eyes. Rihan groaned and prepped himself before deciding to get on with the show.

Rihan slowly stuck his leg out from behind the curtain, showing off the fishnets and the heels he was wearing. He heard one of his boyfriends whistle, he knew it was probably Marko. Rihan took a deep breath and slowly emerged from behind the curtains, swaying his hips along to the music.

"Lookin' good, Ri !" Marko called out, clapping his hands, whooping, only to calm down when David put a hand on his arm.

"Show just started, you can't be losing it at a preview." David scolded, as if they were watching a feature presentation.

Rihan ignored the two and continued on with his performance, rubbing his hands up and down his thighs, spreading his legs open as popped down into a squat. He swore he saw Dwayne lean forward in his chair. Rihan slowly stood up and began to dance.

He wasn't a professional by any means, but he did what he could, lifting his legs, shaking his ass, spinning, twirling, even doing a split. He even slowly stood up and undid the corset, dancing around with it pressed to his chest, before eventually discarding it, exposing his chest.

Paul started clapping and whooping, David whistled, Marko damn near fell on his knees and Dwayne was biting his lip so hard, his fangs sprouted and drew blood from his bottom lip. He even caught Star staring at him.

Rihan continued to dance and decided to finish off with the grand finale, stepping off his little platform and walking closer to the boys, the heels clacking, as he started to shake his ass.

"Oh fuck, that's my favorite part of him~" Paul breathed out. "That sweet, sweet ass...."

Then, suddenly, without warning, Rihan slipped off the panties and threw them in a random direction, that direction happening to be where Dwayne was sitting. He swore he heard Dwayne's breath hitch as he grasped the panties, Paul and Marko looking on in jealousy.

Finally, the music stopped and Rihan turned to look at them all, resting his hands on his hips.

"So..." Rihan started, breaking the silence. "How was that ? Considering you all look like you want to devour me, I'll assume I did a good job ?"

"Let's just say you definitely earned that funnel cake..." David husked. "Now bring that sweet ass over here and earn your toppings." He said, spreading his legs at patting his lap.

Rihan obeyed, sitting on David's lap, David resting his hand on Rihan's ass.

Rihan was definitely going to work for those toppings.

[hypocriticalspicewrites]

So uh….who was Chrystas first?👀 did one of the guys take the lead, oorrrr…..were they all together???😏

Oooo I suppose we gettin to the ✨️JUICY✨️ questions tonight are we? 😏 well I'm happy to answer!

I actually hinted who Chrysta's first was in this post, and it was David! I was thinking of making a small one-shot about the events that take place before anything spicy happened- and it was either going to be a night he decided to turn her, or kill her- before he realized the feelings and turmoil he was having wasn't going to be put to rest by doing the same to her, and it was more than some pesky hunger causing the butterflies in his stomach. 🥺

And after that I believe it was both Marko, Paul, and then Dwayne! And that was when they all decided it was time to get more serious about their relationships. 😌🩷

[hrrrny-mnsters]

Paul 🩷 Lyndi

[popironrye]

The Lost Boys: Hugs all around

For the last week an a half, I drew out these cute little fanarts of the lost boys + Max for some mutuals who have ocs/sonas in loving solidarity of my favorite boys. XD I just wanted to post them all together!

Thank you @starlahuskyz @hypocriticaltypwriter @cryptic-michael and @ria-coolgirl

This was a fun little project to work on, I hope you enjoy them as much as I do. 💞

~Separate pieces~

[slowlyoats]

The Blood Sucking Brady Bunch:

Chapter 1

Trying something different from my usual stuff. Here's the first chapter in a fanfic I started! Let me know what y'all think!

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Trigger Warnings: none

The story contains original characters interacting with the Lost Boys universe and with its characters.

Summary: Max tries his hand at finding a mom for his boys again, and starts pursuing A vampire named Abigail, who has three “daughters” of her own. How will blending two vampire families go? The story is told from the POV of one of Abigail’s daughters.

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Chapter 1: Introductions

Abigail wasn’t stupid. 

That’s what Juniper said when Abigail accepted the offering from Max.

Juniper was newer, she didn’t know Abigail  as well as Mary and I did yet. Hell, Juniper had only joined our little family a mere 3 years ago. That was nothing in the face of immortality. She still saw Abigail as this maternal figure, who was motherly and loving to her girls. Who was wise and clever and who could never be bested by anyone, especially a man.

But I knew better. 

Abigail was not a bad person, there were much worse Makers. The three of us could honestly count ourselves lucky for getting turned by Abigail.  She was motherly, yes, but mature? Especially when it comes to romance? No. 

She was still a schoolgirl at heart, waiting for her prince charming to come sweep her away. She was blind to the ways of men, despite having lived well over 100 years at this point. 

Typically, Abigail only ever got involved with human men. They were a lot more pliable, and much easier to deal with when things eventually got out of hand (which it often did). Human partners were also a great way to ensure that we were always well fed, without having to hunt.

 Hunting requires a lot more tact and strategy when you're a female vampire. We can’t just rely on brutish, raw strength.  Sure, we were stronger and faster than the strongest of humans but not by much. I like to think of it as the universe’s finally “fuck you” to all women who get turned.  Abigail says it has to do with how Vampirism originated and that male mammals are typically stronger than female ones, and blah blah, natural order, blah blah, sexist comment about her own sex, blah. I think I’m going to stick to my “last fuck you” theory instead.

Female vampires do tend to have much stronger talents though, which definitely make up for the universe being a giant sexiest.  We might not be able to hold our victims down and take what we want, but with one tilt of the head Juniper could simply boil your brain and turn it to soup. 

Max was the first vampire I had ever seen Abigail with. She always told me to avoid “the males” as she likes to call them, as much as you can. Male vampires meant trouble. They were territorial, impulsive, possessive, and they were experts at ruining a good thing. 

I remembered this, as Max presented Abigail with an offering of blood. Abigail had mentioned in the past that vampires have very distinct, ceremonial ways of going about courting.

Max and Abigail stood far enough away from the deck so that we could see them and hear them if we listened hard enough.

Juniper leaned against the hardwood railing, all doe eyed and rolling with energy.  Making remarks about how “it’s so romantic” and such.

 Mary quickly joined us out back once she spotted through the window what was happening. She pulled out a chair from our patio set and calmly watched.

It was a beautiful night, the moon was full  and there was a soft, warm summer breeze. I could hear the ocean waves crashing into the rocks on the east side of our home. An onlooker would take one look and think we were a scene straight out of a romance movie. 

But, if they only turned their heads slightly to the left (as I had just done) and peered into the forest and shrubbery they would see four pairs of eyes poking out, expectantly waiting for an invitation.

I noticed them first, then Juniper.

“Who are they?” Juniper whispered.

Mary looked over to where the eyes were.

“Those would be Max’s boys, if I had to guess”

“His boys?” Juniper's ears perked up. Always the more boy-crazy out of the three of us.

“I’ve heard they’re dangerous. We should keep our distance” I interject. 

Juniper squared her shoulders “so are we.”

“Not in the same way” Mary countered, clearly irritated at the growing male presence in our backyard

Max then bent down to the offering’s neck. I didn't recognize the man that Max had chosen to be his courting offering to Abigail.  Max bit into the man’s jugular artery.  He quickly retracted his fangs and looked at Abigail. Abigail then turned her head back to the porch with all of her girls watching. Her eyes met mine with a look I didn’t quite understand.

I shook my head; this was a bad idea.

Abigail turned back to Max, she placed one hand on his shoulder like they were about to waltz, and her other on the offering's shoulder and sucked on the wound Max had created for her. Max grinned with the acceptance of his offer

The shrubbery began to rustle then, and I could hear hushed swearing.  Suddenly, a small blonde man came tumbling out of a tree and fell face first onto our lawn.

“Dam-it Paul.” One of the voices shouted.

The small blond man looked up at Max and waved. Max did not look amused.

The man then turned his head to us. His face was round, and dimples framed his curved chin. He had brown eyes, and a mop of thick, dirty blond curls that flayed about everywhere.

He slowly surveyed us, and momentarily, looked almost shocked. I guess Max’s boys didn’t know about Abigail’s “girls.”

He then winked at Juniper.

“Hello ladies!” He shouted, waving at us more enthusiastically than he had at Max.

That had caught Abigail’s attention, and she turned from the now dead offering and Max, looking over at the small man. Her eyebrows lifted and her lips thinned.

“Well I guess now’s as good a time as any to introduce you to my boys, Gail.” Max gestured to the forestry. “You can come out now” he called.

The bushes shuffled, and one of the trees shook like something big was tossed  from it.

A flash of black and white quickly darted from the bushes and ran over to the blonde man and slapped his shoulder. This new man wore a black leather jacket that barely covered his fishnet shirt, and tight (and I mean tight) white jeans. His hair was floppy and from the looks of it probably smelled. He looked like he lived and breathed rock and roll and acted like it too.

The man, still laying on the ground, launched himself at this new intruder.

“YOU SON OF…!”

“That's enough, you two.” Max spoke heavily, with an air that demanded obedience.

Just as the two stopped and looked to Max, two more individuals emerged from the shrubs.

“How many of them are there?” Juniper mused. 

The two newcomers were dressed similarly. They both looked at the porch and surveyed us like we were a new exhibit at the zoo.

The shorter out of the last two had cropped, spiky hair. He wore a long trench coat that was so black that it made his hair look like straight moonlight. He also reeked of cigarettes and gin so strongly I could smell it from where I stood. His eyes were ocean blue, and he had a smirk on his face that any devil would envy.

The last one was the tallest out of the four of them. He had long dark brown hair and wore a striking earring that resembled an animal claw in his left ear. His face was made of sharp edges, he wore no shirt under his leather jacket beside two strands of beads that sashayed across his chiseled abdomen. He didn’t smile like the others, only observed us with an air of curiosity and a furrowed brow.

Max pointed to the curly haired boy, “this is Marko” the boy now known to us as Marko gave a mock bow to Abigail and then to us.

Juniper giggled, which earned a response from the rocker one who then bowed even lower to us and did a mocking hand gesture towards Marko.

Max rolled his eyes.

“The one acting like a fool is Paul.” 

“My favorite role to play, old man” Paul countered. Max moved on from Paul’s comment and looked at the one in the trench coat.

“This is David, my eldest” David gave a barely noticeable nod to Abigail.

“And lastly, this is Dwayne.” Dwayne gave no gesture to signify the introduction and seemed to just stare into oblivion.

“Now Gail, I wasn’t originally planning on bringing our little families together tonight, but if you wouldn’t mind, I would love an introduction to those heavenly beings that are up on the porch. I don’t mind sending the boys away either if you aren’t ready yet.”

“Don’t send us away!” Marko exclaimed

“Yeah, we  only just got here” Paul purred as he slivered over to the deck railing and leaned opposite of Juniper. “And I for one would love an introduction.” 

Juniper bent back a tad from Paul, as light pink tinted her cheeks. 

I took a hesitant step forward, and Mary stood from her seat. 

“I think we have had enough excitement for one night.” Mary stated. “Sun will be up soon, and i'm sure you all need time to travel back to where you came from”

That was Mary talk for “go back to the slimy hole you crawled out from you filth and don’t come back.”

Max gave Mary a look. One that told me that he wasn't used to being challenged. 

“What do you say, Gail? A quick introduction can’t hurt?”

Abigail, who at this moment seemed like she was in a trance staring up at Max, broke away and looked at us. 

“Oh, it wouldn't hurt at all! I’ve been so rude; I should have introduced them right when you got here.”

Abigail gestured towards the porch. 

“The one in front is Juniper. The one standing towards the back is Mary.” 

Mary scowled, tossed her long braid off her shoulder,  turned around, and walked inside the house. 

Abigail looked at Max.

“I'm sorry about her” she placed her hand on his chest. “she reached that age where she is just angry at everyone and everything. It's nothing personal.”  

I scoffed. Mary may be a frigid bitch sometimes, but this was definitely personal. 

Abigail looked back to me, either choosing to ignore my little outburst, or it just falling on deaf ears. 

“Oh, and  right here is Eliza.”

 Dwayne resurfaced then from wherever he went in his mind and  looked up at me.  His eyes were brown, but not the same shade as Marko’s. 

Marko’s eyes were brown with bursts of bright amber that reminded me of tiny volcanic explosions. 

Dwayne's eyes were deep, rich soil. I caught myself leaning forward slightly. He gave me a slight smirk. 

I averted my gaze, not trusting my ability to hold back a blush.

The porch door slammed open, and hit the adjacent wall hard. I winched, knowing that the mark it would leave on the shingles would be a fight later. 

Mary stormed past me in her mustard yellow jean jacket. She flew down the porch steps and continued on past Abigail, while simultaneously flipping Max the bird.  

Paul gaped at the action, and Marko smiled with glee. 

Mary hopped the hip-height, backyard fence, and landed on the sidewalk. 

Abigail, looked back at the porch noticing the doorknob shaped hole that was now present on the side of the house. Her eyes flashed yellow momentarily, and then she looked at me.

“Go with her, make sure she doesn’t get us into any trouble. You know how destructive she can be when she is in a mood like this. 

Max rolled his eyes “how destructive can a little thing like that be?”

Abigail's lips puckered “you’d be surprised.”

Abigail looked back to me again, “Go, now.”

I turned around quickly, and ran inside to grab my jacket. 

When I returned, the boys were gone and Abigail and Max were sitting side by side in the wicker loveseat by the small pond in the corner of the yard. The scene looked romantic, and if it were any other couple it would have filled me with happiness for them, but knowing Abigail's track record with men, I was hesitant, and nervous. 

I walked past them, offering Max a polite smile and giving Abigail a look that said I was going to try my best to wrangle Mary in.

I opened the back yard gate that led to the main road, and stepped onto the sidewalk. 

Immediately, the rumble of a motorcycle engine and the flash of a leather jacket appeared next to me. 

It was Dwayne.

He looked me up and down, slowly, in that very masculine way that guys do. 

I snorted.

I started to walk towards the boardwalk. He slowly followed along beside me. 

I looked over at him, and there was that stupid smirk again.

“Can I give you a ride?” His voice was deeper than I expected. 

I looked over, “I need the exercise.”

Now it was his turn to snort, “we're vampires, we don't need exercise.” His eyes sparked with playfulness. 

“I barely know you. Getting onto a motorcycle with a stranger doesn't sound like a good choice.”

“But walking two miles, in the dark, on a main road does?”

I paused, he had me there. I looked at the bike he was riding, the body was a deep cherry red, it looked to be scratch and dent free, which I guess is a good indicator that he doesn't get into a lot of accidents. 

I huffed.

He smirked, and stopped the bike, gesturing me to hop on.

I hesitated; I'd never been on a motorcycle before. He must have read my expression because he followed with

“Put your hand on my shoulder and throw your left leg over the back.” I followed by lifting my leg over the seat. “ Place your feet on those.” he pointed to two foot pegs on either side of the bike. “And then place your hands around my waist.” 

I slowly loped my arms around his waist, and loosely gripped his jacket. 

He leaned back so that his mouth was close to my ear, I jolted back quickly at the sudden closeness of his face to mine.

His lip twitched up, “you ready, mama?”

I could smell him more clearly now that we were pressed up against each other. Gasoline and salt hit me first, and then the undertone of spice from his cologne. 

“Yes” I managed to get out, once I pulled my gaze away from his. 

Chapter 2