She
shook her head. “I would like to get to know more of you,” she
said a little shyly. “You’ve seen and learned a lot about me, but
I still know little beyond your names. I know Sophia is eldest and
Jocelyn the youngest, but what of the rest of you? Has Blue Moon
House always been here or do you move? Who made you Sophia? Why
aren’t you with them anymore?”
“You
chose too well, Harrold,” Sophia murmured. “She will be quizzing
us for the next decade.”
Harry’s
grin was broad. He was proud of her for her curiosity. It shouldn’t
surprise them, her curiosity was what led her to this community in
the first place.
Sophia
started telling of her beginnings as the only survivor of a group of
vampires who fed to kill. Terrance excused himself.
“I
need to return to Hannah. She has slept enough.” He grinned as he
planned how to continue training his newest submissive. He passed
Julia’s chair, kissing her cheek. “Thank you for coming.”
Sophia
picked up her tale again. “I realized quickly, though, that we
could feed without killing. I had to kill a few more,” her voice
dipped as she admitted this, “until I found a group of sisters who
would let me feed from them without exposing me. They enjoyed the
pleasures I offered in exchange, as well as a variety of other
services.” Sophia didn’t elaborate and seemed to hurry past that
point. “However, as they married, I found myself alone again. I
realized what I needed to do, but wasn’t sure I could trust anyone
to feed from me without another vampire to stop them. I needn’t
have worried. Several men tried and didn’t drink enough, each dying
with out rising.” She shook her head. “Finally, I found a brothel
where I could fit in, and the men, if they noticed me biting, were
too ashamed to say anything. I stayed there until my age became an
issue, but by then, I had met Lynn.” She smiled at her friend and
took her hand. “She was a fellow prostitute but often found herself
in need of female company after the men had gone. She was also able
to understand what was required to become like me. We opened our own
brothel after that, and Blue Moon House was born.” The women shared
a kiss then that warmed Julia more than she would have expected.
“And
I know Lynn found Harry, but I also know Nicholas was a vampire by
that time,” Julia interjected when the silence stretched.
“Another
night,” Harry insisted. “You need sleep.”
So, I naturally have plans to write each vampire's story. I started with Jocelyn, the biology student.
Jocelyn held her breath as she lifted
the heavy brass knocker. The house didn't look so different from the
others on the block. It was old, certainly, and big, but all the
houses in this neighborhood were huge. Whoever ran Blue Moon House
had money, probably old money. She supposed that made them eccentric
instead of perverted.
No, if half of what she heard was
true, they were perverted. But, then again, so was she. That's why
she was here. An orgy with two of her professors and four of her
friends had been a fantastic pinnacle, but not enough for her.
Jocelyn wanted to know what Blue Moon House could show her. She had
been told even the most experience would find novelty here.
The door was opened by a young woman
with shining black hair and the most beautiful blue eyes Jocelyn had
ever seen. The color didn't look natural. Nothing she'd learned in
her six years of biology and medical studies could explain them. Her
satin dressing robe was closed, but left little to Jocelyn's
imagination as to what was beneath it.
“Yes? Are you sure you have the
right house?” The woman spoke with a slight accent — Spanish or
Italian, Jocelyn couldn't say. However, she knew she wanted inside.
“I believe I do. May I come in?”
Those brilliant eyes looked over
Jocelyn slowly, starting at her crown and moving down over her spring
duster and to her buttoned boots.
“Take off your coat for me,” the
woman demanded.
Jocelyn looked over her shoulder, but
didn't see any reason not to comply. The weather was nice. She pulled
off the linen and folded it over her arm, revealing her dress
beneath. She wore a corset, of course, although she'd neglected the
bustle. They made sitting in class quite difficult. She noticed the
woman's eyes linger on Jocelyn's breasts where they were pushed up
over the bodice.
“You are sure?” The woman asked
again, narrowing her eyes slightly.
Jocelyn licked her lips and looked
over the woman's hips and breasts again before meeting her eyes. “I'm
positive.”
“My name is Sophia. Follow me,
please.”
The History of Blue Moon House. Hope you enjoyed. If you are looking forward to more, I have WONDERFUL news. Blue Moon House will release on September 1st!
