I Await Thee


I knew Mary would run to Lestat.  I knew it.  And I didn’t mind one bit, Lestat is like the bratty kid in the family who everyone simply adores.  Lestat told me she would be spending a few days in New York, alone.  I respected that, as much as I wanted to run after her,  and just waited.  And waited.  I needed her like mortals need air to breathe.  Mary had become much more than just my muse, she was smart, sassy, and had grown strong.  I wanted nothing more than to keep her close.

Finally, she sent word she would be coming back to Sosaria.  So I dressed in my best suit and made way for the portal in Umbra.  I waited for her all day.  I wanted my face to be the first thing she saw as she stepped through.  And when she did… she was back to her natural blonde hair, dressed in a sexy little black dress looking very much like the rock star she is, some might even say she looks like a movie star. To me, she made me forget to breathe — quite literally.


Our eyes locked and it was all she wrote as we desperately fell into each other’s arms.  I knew at that very moment, this woman would be mine for the rest of whatever eternity we both would share.  That I could make her happy, that I could be her husband fully without reservation, that Pandora would respect this for once, for the first time in her life, that these two women would shape every decision I made on behalf of my family.  Oh how much power they had.  Pandora knew it, Mary would now learn it. The three of us would rule supreme.

I felt a peace, a peace that I so longed to feel in the last few weeks since news of the Draconians settling here broke, a peace I now knew I’d only ever feel in their arms — Pandora and Mary.  We’ve become the new Trinity.

Life Decisions…

I awoke in my bed alone; bits of Marius still remained in my room. He left his shirt at the foot of my bed. I smiled softly and reached to it, bringing it close to my face I took a deep breath, it still smelled of him. I got up and wore his shirt while walking through my apartment. I sat on my sofa and picked up my guitar. I softly picked the strings and created new and beautiful melodies. Hours passed until my front door opened to reveal my oldest and best friend, Lestat.

The grin on his face illuminated my living room and was contagious. I smiled brightly to him as he sat beside me and kissed my cheek. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders as he always did and listened to my music a bit more before we spoke…

“Obviously, Marius was here last night, with the shirt and loud noises Louie and I heard.” I laughed and nodded, “Yes, I was so angry at him, for making me lose Jace, until I saw his eyes. Lestat I’ve never seen him so scared, so, vulnerable, it broke my heart.” Lestat nodded slowly, “He has a lot to fear, as do we all. The days to come will be hard, trying, and down right…stupid.” I sighed and rested my head on his shoulder. “He asked me to marry him again, to be his wife.” Lestat smiled to me, “What did you tell him?” I sat up straight and looked at Lestat with wide eyes, “I did what any girl in my situation could do, I diverted the question and made love to him!” Lestat’s laugh rang through the apartment and his arm fell from my shoulders.

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For A Man That Fears Little


The family, mostly the council members, were gathered around all involved in the heated conversations around me, but my thoughts lingered to Mary.  My dear Mary who is so young.  The Draconians were a real threat, and unlike Earth where our anonymity keeps us from all out open war, Sosaria’s knowledge of our existence is going to appeal to them as a catalyst for open war.  I cannot remember the last time I’ve had an all out open battle… not in centuries.  Would it come to this here in these lands?

We have so much at stake here.  Here is where we have most of our younger vampires, where they are safer in a sense from the deadly rays of the Earth’s sun.  Malas’ sun is weak and allows us a certain freedom within it.  We also have our mortals here… the majority of them… like my daughter, Brelynn and my grandchildren, Rose and Antonio Romanus. So much to protect, but in my heart… my immediate worry is my Mary.  She is not going to want to leave us in this time of need, but its so much safer for her to be back on Earth. I know her, I know what she will say,  she will be adamant about staying by my side, by Pandora’s side.  She will be afraid of loosing us, of loosing Lestat and Louis… who undoubtedly want to stay and fight with us (and frankly I’ll need them, especially Lestat).  But I cannot keep my head in the game, keep my mind clear, if I am constantly worrying about Mary.

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New Orleans Nights

NewOrleans Life on Sosaria can be dull and quite boring. But for nineteen years I made due with that simple life. After Marius had turned me, I left for Earth, met Lestat, and made a wonderful career in music. After well over a decade of it, then returning home to rekindle my love affair with Marius, I find myself back in the big easy with Lestat. It has been quite a few years since he and I have traveled here together. I love the lights, I love the people, and I love the night life. Here we did not have to hide our affliction. Here we could walk openly with our fangs bared and skin paled. Mortals would pretend and act the part and none would be the wiser of us. Oh how I enjoyed it.

But I bet you are questioning the reason I am here now and not beside my dear beloved Marius? I shall tell you why. I met a man by the name of Rorik, in a quiet Jhelom tavern. We spoke of music, life, and a good time. I enjoyed the mortal man’s company greatly, so I had offered to see him again if he wished. One night we met again, and he helped me on a quest with my barding. I took him to the Bloody Brew, our Tavern in the Lair. We spoke for quite a few hours until Marius and his wife Pandora entered. I began to worry slightly, I knew Marius had become quite attached to me, and I could feel his anxiety about Rorik. But was it so wrong for me to make a new friend?

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A Difficult Lesson

midieval-jailroomI knew that taking Mary through her journey of exploring her gifts wouldn’t be peaches and cream.  No.  It would be tough, sometimes unbearable, not just for her but for me as her maker. But I am determined to make her into a better, well-rounded, powerful vampire.  Afterall, she was created with my blood… the blood of Akasha.  And it was Akasha I feared the most in Mary’s regard. For the culling is soon to be underway and if Mary is to survive, she must be taught properly.

For I took her out and showed her how to awaken her Glamour Gift; bending the will of mortals and creatures to her own.  She channels the power that is naturally within her, through her music.  She did well, some trouble at first but she’s getting better. The Glamour Gift taps into your own individual energy, which can come from whatever feeds it, to project outwardly. For me, I use my love for Pandora, which has always been the source of my greatest power. But I also use the love of my entire family to fuel it. For Mary, it is the love of music that fuels her… the source of her energy and power.  She will need to practice the Glamour Gift more until she perfects it.

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