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"What do you mean you're going to Tampa for a week?" said Jenna with a sense of despair in her voice.

"I have a potential client down there that I want to try and land. The company I have been doing stuff for in St. Louis told them some good things and they want to talk to me."

"You can't pick up a telephone?" said Jenna.

"These things have to be done face to face Jenna. I need to look at their setup and write up an analysis and present it to them. That takes at least a week, maybe longer."

"Can we afford this right now?" asked Jenna. I could tell she didn't want to budge on this trip but I didn't know why.

"This is no different from what I've been doing in St. Louis. If I land this client, they will spring for my expenses. If not, I can just write it off as a loss on our taxes. With the amount of business I can get off this company it is worth the expense."

"But you will be gone a whole week. When you go to St. Louis it is only for a day or two."

"Jenna, what's the problem here?"

"I'm gonna miss you if you are gone a whole week," said Jenna with a pout.

"You'll be fine," I said kissing the top of her head.

Jenna threw her arms around me and squeezed tightly, making me feel like a real jackass for lying to her.

The sleek Midwest Express MD-80 sliced its way through the cold air above a snow covered Indiana, en route to warmer climates. I was happy to finally be on my way to Florida. I was happy that I might soon be seeing Nikki after all these years.

It had been nearly fifteen years since I last saw her. I wondered if she had a boyfriend. I wondered if she had changed. She was such a beautiful woman when I last saw her. She could be a lot different now. I remembered how I loved her for much more than her outer appearance and decided that the way she looked didn't matter to me. I was flying out to see Nikki the person, not Nikki the body.

I sipped from my glass of complimentary champagne and stared out at the barren snowy wasteland that was Indiana. My thoughts drifted to Jenna. She had been really distant the last few days before I left and then when I left in the morning she grasped onto me like I was leaving forever. In many ways I was and it made me feel bad for her. Why did she have to suffer because I was unsatisfied? Why did she have so suffer because I was so selfish?

I put my meal tray down on the seat next to me and then brought out my laptop and put it on the lap table and fired it up.

About two weeks before my trip I found all of my old college pictures that were just loaded with images of Nikki. I spent several hours scanning them all into my computer so I could look at them anytime I wanted to.

Once the computer was on I pulled up my image viewer and started looking at the photos, remembering better days.

The first picture was of Nikki and me at my ROTC Cadet Ball. I was dressed in my dress uniform and Nikki had her arm possessively around me wearing a floor length red dress. Her hair was up in a braided bun, the bright red color of it accenting her outfit. It was the first time the two of had danced together. We spent the entire night just looking into one another's eyes, lost in each other's souls.

There were several other pictures that were taken at the Ball, mostly of Nikki smiling at the camera with the smile that always melted my heart because it was full of love meant only for me.

The next group of pictures was from a sledding party we had. A bunch of my friends got together, along with Nikki and me, to go sledding. This wasn't your every day normal sledding, however. We stole food trays from the dining hall and used them as sleds. There was a huge hill behind Wells Hall, one of the residence halls on campus, which we went to for our antics. I often considered that day of sledding one of the best non-romantic things I ever did with Nikki. We were both just like little kids with no worries in the world enjoying a day out in the snow.

The next group of pictures was at my fraternity's Spring Formal. Nikki was once again clasped to me in her red formal dress. I was in a black tuxedo with a red cummerbund. I remembered that night fondly as one where we again spent gazing into one another's souls and going back to my dorm and making love until the sun came up. It honestly ranks up there as one of the best days of my entire life.

I silently reflected on that day and wondered if I would ever have another day that even came close to comparing to that night. I knew deep in my heart that only Nikki could make me that happy. It seemed like my entire life was now hinged on a one week trip to Florida with little odds for success.

I silently swore as my laptop bag slipped off my shoulder enroute to finding my rental car. I really hate it when rental car companies ferry you off to some lot a mile or two away from the airport, adding extra hassle into the already complicated mess that is involved in renting a car.

I finally found the car that I was assigned, a red Chrysler Sebring convertible, and opened the trunk and threw my bags in. I then pulled out my cell phone to call Jenna.

"Oh my God, are you ok?" asked Jenna when she picked up the phone.

"I'm fine. I'm here early actually. It's sunny and warm here."

"I want the number to your hotel room when you check in," she said.

"Yeah, yeah," I said. Actually it was a detail that I wasn't going to forget. I didn't want her calling a front desk that Nikki might be working at asking for her husband, Robert Pryce. While I didn't plan to lie to Nikki about being married, I was going to make it very clear to her that our marriage was on the rocks, which at least for me was the God's honest truth.

"I want you to call at least twice a day," said Jenna, continuing on her rant.

"Jenna, I probably won't have that much time."

"Please," whined Jenna. "I already miss you."

"Fine, I will try to call you at least twice a day," I said angrily.

"I do love you," said Jenna.

"Yeah," I said. "I will talk to you later."

I clicked the 'end' button on the phone before she had a chance to reply.

"Since when did she get so damned possessive?" I whispered to myself as I climbed into my rental car.

The directions I was given to the hotel were easy to follow. It only took me about five minutes to get there, if that. I pulled up to the Rocky Point Double Tree and parked right in front of the lobby doors. I got out of the car and my heart was ready to pound out of my chest. It was very likely that I was going to see Nikki for the first time in nearly 15 years.

I walked through the glass doors, urging my legs to continue to carry me. When I entered the hotel I looked over at the desk and I saw her. She looked like she had barely aged in fifteen years. If anything she was slightly thinner, and her hair had thinned out a bit, but otherwise she was as stunning as she was fifteen years ago.

I walked up to the desk and my breath caught in my throat, preventing me from saying anything. Another woman, much older, walked out from the back and came up to me.

"Good afternoon, welcome to Double Tree. My name is Dianne. How may I assist you?"

"I'm here to check in," I squeaked.

"Name?"

"Pryce, Robert Pryce." I was hoping I said it loud enough. I had, because as Dianne was typing my information into the computer, Nikki turned around and looked directly at me. A look of confusion from her turned into one of recognition.

"Oh my God!" screamed Nikki. "Robby Pryce?"

"Nikki?" I said excitedly, feigning surprise.

"Oh my God! How are you?" screamed Nikki as she came around from behind the counter.

"Ok, I guess," I said. "You?"

"Not too bad," she said coming over to me and giving me a hug.

Her touch was electric. I felt like I was suddenly transported fifteen years in the past and it was good old Nikki enveloping me in her warm caress.

"What brings you to Tampa?" said Nikki breaking the hug.

"Business. I'm pursuing a new client while I'm down here."

"Really? What do you do?"

"I run my own consulting business that creates web based solutions for companies."

"Sounds complicated," said Nikki with a smile. It was one of those smiles like in the pictures. I had to fight my growing arousal.

"So, you married? Have kids?" asked Nikki.

The million dollar question. "Married yes, kids no. How much longer I'm married still remains to be seen."

"Troubles?"

"You could say that. I'm planning on asking for a legal separation when I get home," I said.

"I'm sorry," said Nikki. The put her hand on my shoulder to comfort me. All it did was almost make my cock shoot through my pants.

"How about you? Married? Kids?"

I was silently dreading her answer.

"Never been married, no kids and right now I am unhappily single."

My heart started beating again.

"Still living in Wisconsin?" asked Nikki.

"Yeah, still in the Milwaukee area."

"Well you can only guess where I live," giggled Nikki. "Live with Mom."

"You really look beautiful," I said.

Nikki blushed. "You think so?"

"Yes, you are still as stunning as you were back in college."

"You're still as sweet as you were back in college," said Nikki with one of those smiles. "Just as handsome too, if not more."

"Mr. Pryce," interrupted Dianne. "Is that P-R-I-C-E?"

"P-R-Y-C-E," I responded. I turned my attention back to Nikki. "You want to do dinner tonight and catch up on old times?"

"I don't know," said Nikki with hesitation.

"I want to find out what you've been up to for the past fifteen years," I said, trying to be charming.

"Well I guess, but I don't get off until seven and I'll want to change."

"How about eight o'clock," I said. "Does that give you enough time."

"It should," she said. "I'll meet you here?"

"Yes, that sounds good. You will have to help me pick out a place though. This is my first time in the area."

"Well there's a Denny's on Kennedy that isn't too far. If you go over the causeway there are a ton of places that aren't too expensive."

"I want something nicer than Denny's," I said.

"Well across the street are the Castaway and Landry's. Those are both pretty pricey though."

"Can you call the Castaway and make reservations for the two of us?" I said.

"Seriously?" she said. "Yeah, sure."

I finished checking into my room and Nikki gave me one more blissful hug before I went out to the car to get my stuff. I ran my stuff up to my room and then came back down, pretending I was heading out for the day. I needed to give Nikki the impression that I was out on business for the day. I really ended up going down to Clearwater Beach and walking along the boardwalk for the rest of the afternoon. At about six I headed back to the hotel to get cleaned up.

As I passed through the lobby Nikki was still working. I looked at her and she gave me a wink as I headed to the elevators.

I went up to my room, quickly showered and changed into something nice for the evening. I then flipped the TV on and watched it until 8 p.m. rolled around. The time seemed to drag on forever. At 7:55, I was heading out the door, impatient to get things rolling.

I went down the elevator and out into the lobby. A young girl who couldn't have been a day over twenty was working the desk.

"Can I help you sir?" said the girl.

"Just waiting for someone," I said.

"You wouldn't happen to be Mr. Pryce would you?"

I panicked. Had this girl been given a message that Nikki wanted to cancel our dinner.

"Yes, why?"

"Nikki couldn't stop talking about you when I got in this evening. She was really excited."

I sighed in relief that it wasn't a message to cancel the dinner date.

Nikki arrived at five after. She was wearing a stunning low-cut black cocktail dress that showed off a lot of her body.

"Oh, lookin' good girl," said the girl behind the desk as she approached us.

"Thanks Mel," said Nikki. She turned back to me. "You ready?"

I nodded and the two of us headed out the door. She started heading in another direction from my car into the parking lot. I guessed that she assumed she was driving.

"We'll take my rental," I said.

"Ok," said Nikki with a demure air.

When we got to the car I fought the temptation to open the car door for her. I knew it would be obvious that I was here to pick her up if I did that.

The two of us didn't say a word as we drove the 500 or so yards across a very busy highway 60. I dropped Nikki off at the front door and then parked the car in the lot. I met her at the front door and she opened the door for me and we went in.

The Castaway was a nice place with a seafaring theme that was kind of reminiscent of a Red Lobster, just a lot more elegant.

Nikki submitted our name and we were quickly seated.

"It's so good to see you," I said after the hostess departed.

"I feel the same way," said Nikki. "I really have missed you over the years."

"So what have you been doing all these years?"

"Mostly the same thing. Working dead end jobs and living at home with my mom, you?"

"Well I went in the Army for a few years as you know. Got in a serious training accident that tore up my knee so they discharged me and put me on disability. Used that money to help me go back to school. Finished a degree in accounting of all things and then ended up in computers. Along the way I met Jenna and we got married. After a few years she convinced me to go into business for myself and that's where I am now."

"Wow, that's quite an adventure compared to me," said Nikki. "You said you were thinking about getting a legal separation when you get home. How come?"

"I just don't love her anymore," I said. It was really a lie. There was part of me that loved her very much but part of me hated her for the trap she had me in.

"Did she do something to you to make you feel that way?" said Nikki.

"It's hard to explain."

"You've never had a problem in the past telling me your feelings about things," said Nikki.

"We were dating then," I said.

"Please tell me."

I looked at Nikki and noticed she looked concerned. Her eyes melted my heart and forced me to speak.

"There just isn't any passion in our marriage. Never has been."

"Oh, I can see why that's a problem with you," said Nikki.

"Why?"

"You are one of the most passionate men I have ever met. I can see if you didn't have someone equally as passionate in your life that you wouldn't be happy."

"It's amazing how much you know me after all of these years." I paused and looked away from her. "So you don't think it is wrong of me to leave her because of a lack of passion?"

"I wonder why you got into the marriage in the first place if there was no passion there."

"You're gonna laugh at me when I tell you this. She made me wait until the wedding night and I foolishly accepted."

"No way!" squealed Nikki.

I nodded.

"She must be one hot girl for you to wait like that."

"She is," I said. "I've only had one hotter woman in my life."

"Really? Who?"

"You," I said softly.

Nikki blushed and looked away from me.

"I'm sorry if I embarrassed you," I said softly.

"It's ok," said Nikki. "You're still so sweet to me, even after all that happened between us."

The waitress came by and took our order for drinks and then disappeared.

"You know I couldn't concentrate today after seeing you. I had wondered all these years what had happened to you. It was like you disappeared off the face of the earth when we broke up."

"I had to," said Nikki. "It hurt me so much to do it that I could never face you again. I felt so bad for hurting you."

"Well, that was fifteen years ago Niks," I said.

"Oh my," said Nikki with a tear rolling down her cheek. "No one has called me that in fifteen years. I always loved it when you called me that."

We sat in silence for a few minutes. We both took the opportunity to peruse the menu and find what we wanted to eat. The waitress came back with some wine for us and took our order and then left again.

"So, how's your mom doing?" I asked, trying to be polite. I secretly hated the old bat and I knew she hated me.

"Still working. She's selling real estate. Annoying as ever too. I'm hoping to save up enough money someday to go live on my own."

"Why don't you find a roommate?" I said.

"Tried that for a few months and she ended up stealing from me. Learned not to trust anyone I don't already know really well. All my other friends are already married. Even Melanie, that girl you met up at the desk tonight just got married. I'm starting to feel like an old maid."

"You had your chance," I said, regretting the words as soon as they left my mouth.

"I know," said Nikki sullenly.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said that."

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~~Damien~~ One of the hunters came out of the shadows. He recognized this one. A woman, short, thick with muscle, and with a shotgun in her hand. “ ... you’re dead,” Damien said. “You were one of the hunters killed in the chaos, in the—” “In Sándor’s chamber, yeah.” She came closer, tilted her head, and showed them her neck. There was a giant scar where an Uratha had torn into her. “How!?” Matt asked, growling as he began to pace. The big guy put himself between the group of them, and the...

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My Little VentrueChapter 91

~~Beatrice~~ The two vampires jumped up and spun around, looking around in the dark. That voice. She recognized that voice. What the fuck, why was it here? Both of them pulled out their phones and started shining them around, but the catacomb was empty. “You ... you can’t be here,” she said. “No one’s ... no one’s been sacrificed.” Jen stepped in closer to her, and pressed her shoulder to hers, enough for Triss to feel her friend trembling. While Triss was still shaking because her world...

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My Little VentrueChapter 95

~~Jack~~ It’d been two weeks since the incident. Two weeks since the news broadcasted Jack’s fuck up with the crows. Two weeks since Julias’s death, his mother’s embrace, and the capture of Sándor. Two weeks of futile attempts to understand what had happened to him. He’d stuck with journaling, organizing his thoughts and putting them to words, but it wasn’t working out very well. All he could manage to write were succinct paragraphs that were obviously bitter, cynical, and angry. Sometimes...

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My Little VentrueChapter 98

~~Antoinette~~ “Does he speak?” “No.” Antoinette sighed as she glared at the bound man. Two thralls were seeing to his body, cleaning and maintaining Sándor so he did not drown in his bodily fluids, or die of starvation. An unfortunate consequence of keeping a prisoner alive was handling the frustrating elements of biology. It was not a process she was unfamiliar with. She kept several prisoners in her tower, after all, emergency sources of blood should she or an ally need them. Dealing...

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My Little VentrueChapter 113

~~Beatrice~~ Jacob hadn’t been in the cave when she came back with everyone. She was kinda thankful for that. Stressful conversations could wait until another time. Waking up was a strange feeling, and the memories hit her hard. Angela, Jeremiah, Athalia, the fucking twisted curse Jack, the huge gargoyle Sándor, it all came back to her a little faster than she’d have liked. Joy, over knowing Angela was dead, and Jeremiah too. Sadness, about Athalia; not a lot, but enough to make things...

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My Little VentrueChapter 119

~~Jack~~ “It’s been a long time,” Michael said, and he pushed open the door. Jack, Jessy, and Damien followed. The leader of the Invictus, and the three Right Hands, together, in the home of Viktor Honors, and then later, Julias Mire. A beautiful mansion, very Victorian, with its grand entrance room and big wooden stairway with fancy railings. Hell, there was a chandelier. It was very Viktor. It was very not Jack. Michael stepped over to the stairs, but didn’t go up. Instead, he leaned...

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My Little VentrueChapter 132

~~Antoinette~~ Veronica, still unconscious, lay in the ritual circle, bathed in the blue light of her chandelier. Antoinette and Elaine both pointed their tablets at her, observing with keen eyes as the humming machine in the background ran through the various wavelengths the devices were programmed to respond to. They started with the same frequency that had detected the remnants of the Strix upon Jack’s person, and moved outward from there. Nothing. Antoinette breathed a sigh of relief,...

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My Little VentrueChapter 158

~~Antoinette~~ Three months later. She stared down at the corpse, and sighed. Sigh turned to frown. Frown turned into snarl. In her youth, she would have likely elevated to outright rage, and destroyed all in her vicinity. But she had long learned to control her anger, and she quelled it now as she stood, confused and frustrated. Blood seeped out over the lines of the ritual circle, over the dark tile, and around her feet. She stepped about it effortlessly as she motioned to Daniel. “It...

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My Little VentrueChapter 159

~~Jack~~ “Not long after I sired Viktor, I left him, and disappeared.” Elaine held his eyes, for a while, but eventually she looked down. “I was not proud of abandoning him. I do not think he ever forgave me, even after my return.” The two of them were still on the stairs in his mansion. The stairs were the best place for a conversation, and their magic powers could hopefully disarm an elder vampire. “I wondered about how you could have been his sire, without anyone knowing.” “It was not...

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My Little VentrueChapter 15

~~Jack~~ Every time he woke up, it was a shock. Julias had said a Kindred doesn’t really sleep, cause how could a corpse sleep? They just become a corpse, and when the sun sets, they un-corpsify. Each and every time, it was like someone jammed adrenaline straight into his heart. He sat up in his bed with a jolt, and could feel the Vitae spike through his system to wake him with its unnatural power. But then it settled. He’d grown more comfortable with his new body, its strange, thinned and...

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My Little VentrueChapter 17

~~Natasha~~ Nothing was as satisfying as the sensation of keyboard keys giving way to just the right movement of the fingers for flawless typing. Did that make her a geek? She was too old to be a geek. Fifty-years embraced, and another twenty-five kine years on that meant she was older than commercial computers. By a lot. But she picked them up quick. Perhaps it was her lifetime of piano play that drew her to typing. Even as a kine, she found typewriters fascinating. “Yo, Natasha.” Snap...

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My Little VentrueChapter 47

~~Antoinette~~ The next evening was not a pleasant one. She’d hoped to awaken to news from her thralls of the boy’s whereabouts. She’d awoken to despair. “Why am I not out in those streets, Daniel?” “Because we’re trying to find a needle in a haystack, Annie.” The man stood and watched out over the city along with her, the two of them by the large window in her office, at the top of her Elysium tower. “I am an extra pair of eyes!” “You know that’s not how you find someone in a...

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My Little VentrueChapter 74

~~Damien~~ Damien looked over at Amanda, and she smiled at him before offering a small wave. She seemed like a kind little creature, dark skin and long black hair. Damien did not care for her sire, Gloria Jenning, who had a far larger mouth for gossip than any Mekhet should have, but Amanda seemed alright. Perhaps a little ditzy, but then, after being around Fiona, ditzy didn’t seem to bother him so much anymore. Ditzy people had the amazing ability to be happy and enjoy themselves. For...

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My Little VentrueChapter 87

~~Damien~~ He looked at the picture again, then put the phone away. Gulping, he pulled the phone out again, and looked at the picture. She was so beautiful, and fun, and joyful, and overwhelmingly sexual. The frizzy red hair, bouncy and big, her soft face and pale skin, her golden eyes, it was all gorgeous. Of course, she knew she had large breasts, and in classic Dolareido fashion, had no issue using them to get what she wanted; in this case, him. Lucky him. He was damn glad she left her...

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My Little VentrueChapter 102

~~Antoinette~~ High within her tower, Antoinette perused the latest information she had acquired through her network of spies. Pictures of Terra Den and its enforcers were cropping up, far more than she wished, as were pictures of the various Xnomina thralls and ghouls, moving against them during daylight. Forever a frustration, that a Kindred’s movements and actions were limited to the night, while their far less capable thralls and ghouls could move about freely whenever they desired....

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My Little VentrueChapter 112

~~Beatrice~~ Everyone left. Sándor was apparently a really, really strong Begotten, to the point he surprised Fiona when he opened a pathway back to the real world without issue. A wave of the gargoyle’s hand, and the darkness in the forest flickered. Fiona, or Vrall or whatever, went through it with her man, and they disappeared, supposedly to arrive near Damien’s apartment so he could take a moment to recoup. Two crows sat on Damien’s shoulders, and several more plus a few rats scurried...

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My Little VentrueChapter 125

~~Jack~~ Not much longer until sunrise. God, he was starving. Strong as the curse was, it wasn’t invincible, and it’d used a lot of his available vitae to fight that creature. Fought, and won. Don’t forget that. Jack silenced his thoughts as best he could, and waited, but the curse said nothing. Just as Jack had noticed throughout the battle with the azlu, and Sándor’s Horror before that, and the attack on the hospital before that, the curse had trouble maintaining control after expending...

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My Little VentrueChapter 153

~~Jack~~ ~Are you alright, master?~ Scully asked, perched on a powerline outside. ~I’m fine. Any kine wandering nearby?~ ~No.~ ~Any signs of Michael?~ ~Not yet, ~ Mulder said. The ability to communicate with his familiars over distances psychically was freaky and awesome. Normally Animalism required some sort of visual or auditory contact. But now that Mulder and Scully were his familiars, dead and revived as half vampire creatures, no auditory or visual connection necessary. Full on...

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The Pool of the Truest Reflection

This is a stand alone story involving the Black Djinn, although you do get to see how he works. TALES OF DJINNAR: The Pool of Truest Reflection by Raven John sat in the bar with his close friend, Aleem. The setting was early Friday evening, nearly seven o'clock, and the place was filled with young professional women celebrating the onset of another weekend. Aleem noted his perpetually brooding buddy, and reminded him in his faint Arabic accent, "John? This is called Happy...

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My Little VentrueChapter 6

~~Julias~~ It didn’t matter how many times Julias stood before the triumvirate, he never felt safe. Viktor was old. Michael and Maria were there as well, and while they were older and stronger than Julias, it was Viktor that made his inner-beast recoil. Sometimes Julias wondered if his sire would try another torpor, before his strength grew to the point that he’d need Kindred blood to survive, and not kine blood. Every time he stood before him, he started to worry more and more about that...

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My Little VentrueChapter 19

~~Antoinette~~ Her Black Hall had more faces than she’d expected. Wonderful, that meant tensions had lessened between covenants and individuals alike. There would be lasting peace in her city, even if it meant she had to drag the idiots into the peace like kicking, screaming children. She took a moment to look around. Garry, Jacob, Maria, Michael, and Julias up on the balcony. Delightful, all the primogen were there. It was the first time in a long time the primogen had come to a ball of...

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My Little VentrueChapter 30

~~Jack~~ “I uh, have a girlfriend.” “Oh, damn.” She let go of his shoulder, but shrugged and kept walking. “Glad you told me though. Surprising, given your circumstances. Figured you might have said yes to a date just to get on my good side.” “The thought had occurred to me.” Except suffering Antoinette’s wrath would have been a million times worse than pissing off Clara’s whole pack, let alone just her. “It’s not Natasha is it?” “No.” “That’s good. It’d really make this whole situation...

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My Little VentrueChapter 53

~~Jack~~ There was still plenty of time before sunrise, and Antoinette felt like pampering him a bit more. To the pool they went, but instead of using the pool, they stepped down into the hot tub. “I’m ... pretty drained, Antoinette,” he said. “Came twice, you know?” She laughed, and reached out to touch his nose as she stepped into the water. “I am sorry, my love, but I know you drank of both my ghouls only a couple hours ago. I suspect you have much sexual energy left for me to feast...

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My Little VentrueChapter 58

~~Natasha~~ “Something ... h-horrible?” she said. Art stepped forward into the buildings, into the civilian lobby, and sniffed the air. “Monica told us she found out that, apparently Jack managed to bust his way out of here, and kill a few hunters on the way out. I assume you know more. Can you spare us any more details?” What details could she share that she’d read about? Antoinette had her ways, and especially so did Daniel, to get detailed reports about what happened here, more than...

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My Little VentrueChapter 79

~~Julias~~ “Mister Terry, you’ll be working with Madam Leauvion and Madam Jenning.” The boy raised a brow. “Sire?” “I know you expected to be working with Mister Burksen and Madam Herrington, but ultimately, they have a lot of experience that would be better served working with younger, less experienced Kindred. In your team, your experience is key, and will compensate for Jenning and Leauvion’s lack thereof, while at the same time, Jenning is Mekhet and old enough to provide a quality use...

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My Little VentrueChapter 83

~~Damien~~ As the night went on, two things were becoming painfully clear. First, that the hunters were either not in the tunnel, or hiding terribly well. Second, that working with Fiona was extremely distracting. It wasn’t that Fiona was too juvenile to focus, or too bubbly to ... not bubble around everywhere, but rather Damien’s own mind not being able to concentrate. She was too attractive. Ever since that date, where they’d both enjoyed a meal together, it’d become impossible to ignore...

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My Little VentrueChapter 100

~~Beatrice~~ They walked through the cemetery gates, and stepped among the tombstones, a bunch of brainwashed kine behind them. She tried to not show it, but she was a little scared. Not of Jacob and the madness he pursued; that ship had sailed. No, she was afraid of Jack. He’d accidentally hurt these kine, their brains, with how easily he’d dominated. Accidentally performed an act most ancilla Ventrue would have struggled to perform, let alone a neonate, no less. And he wasn’t lying about...

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My Little VentrueChapter 104

~~Eric~~ They took a trip to a club. Eric was kind of sick of the club scene, working at Bloodlust all the time; not that Bloodlust really counted as a club, more of a night lounge thing. Bloodlust had the music, the low light, and the people, just less of them. To go to a proper nightclub was not how he wanted to spend the night, but Matthew and Arturo assured him it was temporary. They didn’t need to convince the bouncer to let them in. Natasha wrapped them in her Kindred powers, and...

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My Little VentrueChapter 111

~~Antoinette~~ Jack had seen her. She knew he must have. And yet, he gave chase into the forest, with Beatrice over his shoulders. So committed was he to his plan, to his need for revenge, that he would ignore her approach, the Prince of Dolareido, and his lover, to pursue it. It was not Jack she saw. It was the curse, a relic from ages past, from those infuriating striges and their obsessive need to disrupt the lives of Kindred. The curse. The damned, bloody curse, that crawled into her...

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My Little VentrueChapter 120

~~Jack~~ “Consider a glass cage, my love, and within, a glowing sphere bounces up and down. The cage holds the sphere perfectly still on the horizontal plane, forcing the sphere to remain locked on its vertical path. It bounces at the speed of light, which, as you know, is the limit matter may travel. No faster. 299,792,458 meters per second.” Jack nodded, eyes wide and engaged as he watched Antoinette. Understanding the world in terms of special relativity was always a troubling mental...

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My Little VentrueChapter 124

~~Eric~~ Jack, Clara, and Sándor, had taken a very strange route. First, they’d left the mansion, and headed into North Side. Then their trail ended inside an old, abandoned hotel. Not a hotel, but some sort of motel? Hard to tell. According to Jessy, the city went through some gold rushes and job rushes during development at the beginning of the twentieth century, and a lot of people moved to the city for seasonal work, building the subway and whatnot. So some companies set up temporary...

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My Little VentrueChapter 134

~~Jack~~ He knocked on Damien’s door. Someone very much not Damien opened it. “Fiona,” he said, smiling. “Jack! How are ye, ye bawbag? And who’s this lass?” “Veronica, meet Fiona, Damien’s girlfriend, and ... a paranormal creature.” Both Jack and Veronica were dressed in suits, though Veronica’s was less fancy. It was how Invictus did things. Vampires and their servants were well dressed, but it was obvious who the master was. Fiona, on the other hand, was wearing a white button shirt,...

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My Little VentrueChapter 135

~~Jack~~ As the two of them sat on his couch in his old apartment, he spared no detail. It wasn’t exactly new information for Elaine; they’d have this conversation already. But it was obvious she wanted more info about the emotional side of the Ripper, about how he thought, how he felt, how the fucker took over Jack and basically became a new person. She wanted the information Jack had kept a little vague, to spare Antoinette. Of course, the Prince likely inferred a lot of it, but that...

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