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A kiss under the Velvet Moon

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Elias has lost everything , the love of his life, his children, and his soul.

Will he be able to ever move on or will he always be on the hunt for revenge?

McHayden has taken everything from him and he will walk to the ends of the earth to see his end or die trying, if he only knew how to die.

All feelings, and raw emotions were completely lost to him, the moment his family was taken,

until he meets Gina Grey. He thought she needed saving, but maybe it was himself that needed her.

They have a real love hate relationship. Even though he doesn't want to admit it, he really relies on his friend, even though she is human.

She helps bring he out of his shell, makes him see that even though he is a vampire, he is still worth something and has a reason to live.

There are many twists and turns in their friendship and he eventually, he

finds out Grey is hiding some big secrets.

Will it tear there friendship apart or make it stronger then ever or will it be to late ?

Grey's life takes a tragic turn, and changes all of the plans he thought was most important. Giving up on his journey, on revenge and on dieing, he finds himself at a familiar farmhouse.

Taking a turn in a direction he never thought possible, after loosing so much, he moves back to the home he shared with the love of his life and rebuilds. Learning to live again, he decides to live out his days in a home that he loved as he tries to let go and move past all of the tragedies that have brought him to this point.

One day while working the gardens, his wife always held so dear, MacHayden happens to shows up.

The man, offers Eli a proposition, which he can not turn down.

For taking his wife, the man offers him his Granddaughter, Nicolette. He swears she will make him a fine wive and bare him children and he could live out his days making a new life, with a new start. But first, he would have to when he heart by first, rebuilding his gardens for her.

Nicolette Black, is supposedly a reincarnation of his long lost love Alexandria. At first he thought it a joke but latter learns of the woman, as he runs into her in the gardens.

He will try everything in his power to get to know her, to be near her, to give her the world but Will she push him away, will she remember him?

When strange feelings start to emerge will Elias fight for love or continue to look for death ?

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The night was cold, dark, and lonely, it wasn't yet raining, it was more like a fine mist . It was cool against my cheeks and my whole body was chilled to the bone. It wasn't unusual for me, as I would never be fully warm again, that normal part of my human life was gone. I lay on the moist soft grass as beads of water fall into my eyes like teardrops. I hadn't cried in ages, I'd almost forgotten what it was like to weep. These types of nights were all too familiar to me and it made me reminisce about the life I used to live when I was but a man. Melancholy memories danced in my thoughts as trickles of love and loss fell down from the heavens onto my cheeks. I would some how get lost in the memories and imagine they were my own tears running down my face. A feeling of absolute bliss and pain, it made me yearn for anything more than just a brief insignificant moment. Tiny glimpses into a life that was once my own, painful yet pronounced phases in my life, those were all but meer memories. Sometimes, I just wish I could end it all, have one last human breath and then I could be at peace, what ever peace lay in wait for a creature like me. I wish I could have just one more cherished moment with my family. One last time to watch the warm sunlight touch my son's face as he smiles, to hear the soft cue of my newborn daughter's cry and one last moment, to hear my lovely wife sing her sweet song as she sways in nothing but her undergarments. To this day, even as I walk the streets at night, I swear I can still smell her, the soft tender notes of vanilla floating on a summer breeze followed by a touch of wildflower honey. I can even see my Alexandria's eyes in another and hear her soft whimpers in the heat of passion in the arms of a stranger. She was my life, my whole reason for being and for dieing. I would die a thousand mortal deaths just to caress her cheek one last time. I folded my arms behind my head and took a huge gulp of air as I watched the beads of water pour down above me and onto the earth beneath me. I was completely soaked but I could not feel a thing, I don't know if I will ever feel anything "real" again. My life was taken from me because I let my guard down, I should have never let my guard down. Why must I be cursed to a lifetime of endless torment? Why can I not die a morals death? "Damned you MacHayden ! I will make you pay for what you've done to me, what you have taken from me!" I pounded my fists into the earth making deep impressions into the ground. A deep growl in the depths of my gut erupted from within me and the ground shook, violent tremors rippled at my feet. Two giant evergreen trees began to slip and rip from their roots. Shifting, I withdrew from my bed of soggy wet grass and shifted my position until I stood firmly on my feet. I moved with great agility as I removed myself from the path of destruction. Branches jutted out like spikes clinging to each other as they met head on. Both trees, looked as though they were engaged in a lovers quarrel. Both fighting franticly, embracing one another, waiting for the initial impact. As they slammed into each other, they looked as though they were leaning in for one last kiss, before crashing to the earth below. I couldn't help but feel alittle ashamed, I needed to remember to keep my temper under control. I wasn't always this physically powerful, I was once just a man. I shook my head back and forth and let out a long sigh. The rain was finally starting to let up, only a fine mist still hung in the air. The dark grey clouds that once filled the sky were now begining to dissipate, as they gave way to twinkling stars which began to appear above. I let my wondering eyes meet the heavens for a brief moment and immediately felt abashed. These sparkling bits of light meant absolutely nothing to me, they were only specs in the sky. The beauty they once held only reminded me of my darling Alexandria. Now, they were no more then insignificant colorless spots perforating the black night. All colors, feelings, and emotion, were nothing more than distant memories. My soul or what was left of it, was deceased to all feelings. Human emotions belong to weak minded men who had romance on the mind. I was no longer just a man and romance was the last thing on my mind. If I still had a heart perhaps, but mine stopped beating long ago. I was merely existing in a world of perpetual motion with endless days and never ending nights. Am I a Vampire, you ask? Whoever came up with such a brilliant name to call my kind, can politely go and screw themselves. Vampire, is such a crude word! When someone mentions, or even thinks of the word vampire, they automatically assume I am one of those malicious bloodthirsty demonic creatures, that came right out of a horror movie. I respectfully reiterate, I am not one of those vile repulsive blood suckers that walk the night lusting after the blood of the living. I wouldn't call myself a vampire exactly, I am more of what you would call, living impaired, not dead yet but not completely alive either. Hollywood and storytellers alike have tried to describe what they believe to be a " Creature of the night". Was there really a direct definition for this ? No not really, it can mean many things and I did not fit into any of thier categories. Really, it's just an imaginary persona. I wasn't ungodly beautiful everytime I glanced in a mirror and yes I have a reflection, a vampire not having a reflection was simply ludicrous. Let me just go out on a limb here, and say it , right now. Have you ever seen anyone, ever, sparkle like a Christmas tree? Nope, didn't think so, neither have I, ever ! Let's get this one straight, I am also not one of those vile creatures that looked more like a bag of bones dressed in a shriveled up skin suit with bony protrusion sticking out of it's body. Where did they come up with this s**t? I shrugged and shook my head. One last thing, no I have never been able to turn into a bat, wolf, or foggy mist at will, ever. These foolish fairy tales were full of malarkey. Even the most brilliant minds can be false, I am not bashing anyone dreams, just simply stating a fact. We all have a perceived notion about someone before we have even actually met them, it's a normal human response. If you ever saw me from a distance or walked up to me on the street, you never know I was different. I look just like you, only I can't keep my body temperature warm and what I carry in my blood is actually a disease for me but a cure for you. One drop of my life's essence can heal man in ways science has yet to explain but to me it's pure poison. I need to replenish at least once a week in order to not be in immense excruciating pain. Without your life fluid to help clean my tarnished ill blood I become weak rather quickly. Within days my body begins to break down and I slowly become sickened to the point of death, but death never comes, nope. You would think after practically falling into an effing coma by body would shut down and follow death...nope not me. When the sickness hits me, it's like a ton of bricks crushing my lungs. I am so weak at times breathing is a chore, sharp pain shoots through my entire body like red hot pokers sitting in a fire. Like sharp talons, the blades sever every sensitive area of my being until my head feels as if it was ready to explode. At that point I end up collapsing for at least 48 hours at a time or until I can find the strength to pull myself off the damned floor. I try to never get to that point but s**t happens. To be quite honest, if this is the only way I can feel alive, I would prefer to never feel anything "ever"again. I despise the need for blood, honestly, the smell is revolting but the need to survive without pain, overrides my disgust to drink it. This is my curse...... I believe! I must have been a murderer in a past life or done remorseful and unthinkable things, maybe this was my punishment. Maybe a chain of events and misfortunes were set into motion that lead me here to this point in time...... maybe I was just destined to be alone. I absolutely refuse to take an innocent life! I only partake in the most violent evil criminals that walk the face of the earth. Rapists and s*x offenders are my favorite, so I guess you could call me a hero in a sense, or a vigilante that rids the world of evildoers. It wasn't hard to find their kind, they were an easy target and once I locked on to their scent, I intended to strike like a viper and kill them on site. I could taste their fear as I ripped their hearts out. I don't know how but I could drink their blood without my stomach rejecting it and that made the kill all the more sweeter. There are many fables circulating in the world, some insist they know the truth. As a "vampire", I'd never heard such ridiculous rumors in all my life. We can walk in the daylight by the way, we don't burst into flames, it's total nonsense. Daylight just makes us extra tired, some of us actually like to sleep in, hello? We aren't all early morning risers. Unlike you humans, we don't like getting up at all odd hours of the morning. We tend to enjoy a full ten hours of sleep. I suppose, it's to keep our complexions clear and keep the dark circles out from underneath our eyes. That's what you humans, would like to think anyway. Garlic doesn't hurt us by the way or anyone for that matter..... what a joke! It is actually used in a number of tantalizing meals and can also be used as an amazing antiseptic. I thoroughly enjoy a good serving of garlic on my fettuccine alfredo. Yes we can eat, haven't you heard, all vampires love to eat? You see, we are not much different than you humans, the only thing that sets us apart perhaps, is our lack of emotions at times, or warmth. I for one tell you it's not our fault, it is how we are designed. I do know how to love, felt it breathed it..... Okay we might also have superhuman strength, better dexterity, and we can go all night, if you know what I'm saying ? All humor aside though, we are not much different, you and I. So many humans have tried and tried again to come up with a brilliant scheme to end our lives. I've been researching for centuries and all your unsubstantial evidence is growing old. Believe me, I've tried them all and they're all lies. Find a new theory already please..... with some sort of real, substantial, factual, Evidence! Humans can be super sadistic ass holes but yet, your kind, think my kind are monsters..... just read through the history books, it's all there. Vampire novels, movies, manuscripts, and comics, they're all made up stories. Vlad the impaler claimed to be one of us, what a tool ! Aviolent one at that, not so human, more like a purtid creature....... How could a vampire be born from that? I think not! Fables and fairy tales were all made for entertainment or a means to control adolescents into obeying the rules and regulations of their elders. Out of all my findings I have yet to to come up with anything remotely enlightening or anything factual........ I scratched my head. Come to think of it, I take that back, I was once rather intrigued about ten years ago. As luck would have it, I was surfing the internet one night and happened to come upon a very interesting website. The website had been initially created by a slew of conspiracy theories junkies. They called them themselves experts in the field of the paranormal, legends, and fantasy. A man named Michael Davidson was convinced that there were creatures living among us. People from all over the world shared their experiences and stories with him. Outlandish claims and ridiculous theories were scattered throughout the pages. Each link I clicked contained outright almost humorous pictures, videos, and comments fabricated by humans with big imaginations. I hate to say it again but where do these people come up with this s**t? I shook my head in complete and utter confusion. I hate to admit it but I was about to give up, until I came across a post by an anonymous man. He claimed he had proof that humans were being fooled and that supernatural beings we're coexisting among us. He believes that they had always been here, we just didn't know it. He wrote something that really resonated with me. " Most people live thier lives in a closed box never opening their minds to the possibility that maybe life is more than what we perceive it to be." Michael, the man behind the website seem to be taken with the posts as well. He actually invited the man on his podcast for a live audio feed. The audio file got thousands of hits as soon as it first aired, and I immediately became intrigued. For my curiosities sake and for my lack of better judgment, I clicked the audio file and listened to the entire thing. Micheal cleared his throat and gently tapped the mic to make sure it was working properly and flipped the button onto the on position in his application. " Well, good evening my curious and well-informed subscribers. You are in for a treat tonight, I'm about to call a man, who may have all the answers we seek. He has asked to remain anonymous for reasons he says are beyond his control, so his voice will be muffled to secure his identity." There was a bit of white noise and interference, but then a loud beep signaled the recording was still working. In a deep gurgled somewhat eerie voice, a man began to speak, a cold chill ran up my back and stilled. " Hello, I am here tonight to tell you the truth, we are not alone! There are creatures living among us." he coughed a mucusy sounding cough and continued. " You are not going to believe me when I tell you this but you have to know I speak the truth. I have credible sources that I cannot yet disclose at this time, but when I do, you will see that it backs up all my claims. You see, we have never truly lived alone on this planet, that's just what we were told to believe but it ain't the truth." There was a slight pause as it sounded like he had dropped something in the background and continued. "It all started when Lucifer tried to stand up against God. He was jealous of his power and love for the humans he created. God was horrified by him and hurt to the core, as he was his most cherished Angel. God ordered him to either find away to love humans as he did, or be banished from heaven forever. Lucifer, although heart broken turned his back on his father and with all the power within him, tore his beautiful feathered wings apart, laying them at his father's feet. Without a word, he turned from the face of his creator and flung himself downward towards Earth. Others who held high regards for thier brother followed, but ultimately regretted thier decisions. Some left feeling abandoned while others wallowed in thier own self-pity. The few that continued to follow, were a lot like their brother, refusing to let go of their pure hatred for the " two legged cattle", who had free will and God's undying love. The fallen loathed humans and wanted nothing more than to obliterate them into extinction. If only he had thought of this before he tore his wings off, without them, he was powerless, he had lost his celestial powers. This was definitely going to complicate things. There was no way he was going to be able to go back into heaven and get them without a fight. Pleading for forgiveness would not work either. His father would see right through the lies and deceit. Humanity scores a one point, zero for The lord of Hades. If he could not get them back now, he was bound and determined to find a way. It looks as though he will be "trying", until the end of time. God has those puppies under lock and key and only he has the means of opening the box that holds them. Humanity scores another point, Lucifer's still at zero. " The man behind the masked voice, let out a small snort, and then a small laugh. " Two for us! ". " Now on to the second part, Lucifer needed to find soldiers for his army but he had no idea where he was going to find creatures that would obey his every command. He remembered hearing rumors of a place born of flames, hidden beneath the earth and the heavens. It was a place they called, "Hades", for it was told it was inhabited by evil monstrous creatures, If he only knew how he would get there, maybe he can convince them to work for his cause. The journey would be long and treacherous, but it was his alone. He ordered his brethren, to stay behind and learn the ways of the world. His ultimate plan was to make Earth like heaven and rule it as his very own, but we all know how that went. Lucifer, seemingly disappeared, leaving his brothers to fend for themselves. Beginning to lose hope, the fallen, began praying and pleading for God's forgiveness. They confided in him, telling him they felt pressured and that they never wanted this. It was he Lucifer him, who filled their heads with false hopes and lies but now all they felt was solitude. The Father, with tears in his eyes, only shook his head down at them. He said they had made their decision and it was wrong to not trust in their creator. For he still loved his angels very much, so much indeed that he gave them a choice. They could either stay on Earth, and become one with the humans, receiving a soul and freewill or return to heaven without sight or ears to hear. At first they were full of shock and disbelief. They wanted nothing more than to go home and be with the father but losing thier sight or hearing would be devastating. For heaven is the most beautiful place ever created and to not being able to bask in all its splendor would be worse than any punishment imaginable. Eventually, they bowed down with full acceptance, and then thanked him for his graciousness and forgiveness for their treachery. Lucifer's story is for another time, for it is long and full of dreadfulness and it is not my story to tell. For it has just begun and will be until the ends of time. As all hope began to fade, humanity was going to eventually meet its fate, until God stepped in and saved the day. " For he who be a judge of one, will then be judged by many". Creatures, began living among us, hiding in the shadows awaiting thier orders. Lucifer, himself had brought them here to adapt and coexist amongst the humans. It is said that he now rules Hades and comes and goes as he pleases . He holds new powers as the king of flames and yet has refused to let go of his hatred of the humans. He vows one day he will rule the world and be the face of the new world order. Demons, witches, aliens, and even the wretched vampires, walk the earth freely. A light at the end of the tunnel has somehow pierced the darkness. Some have chosen to live in the light, while others still choose the darkness. Which side will you choose? Some have made a home and family here, others are doing the " dark ones" dirty work, as he continues to makes plans to destroy life as we know it. Who are these creatures you ask ? They look just like us, but they are closer than you think. Some might even be living, working, breathing right next door to you. " coughing and taking a long moment to catch his breath, the man paused. " I know it's hard to swallow." He croaked and continued, " but it is the truth, please listen as I continue my broadcast. This next part I'm going to share,might be the most important part of my story." Everything then went silent, until Michael made an brief interjection, "Oh, dear me", he exclaimed. The the man had apparently lost his signal and would we back momentarily. After a minute or two of elevator music playing in the background, the mystery man, was back for more. " I am sorry!" The man croaked, " My allergies are severe today, pollen is super high where I live, please forgive me folks. " He then cleared his throat again before going on. I paused the recording this time to take a moment to reflect on what I'd heard. This man is either a complete lunatic or he actually might be on to something. I wasn't quite sure but I had to hear the rest.With a deep sigh and a long yawn, I resumed the audio podcast. " The rest of this may sound very far-fetched and you may either believe me or not, that is up to you. I am only here to provide you with the truth. Did you know that celebrities are demons in disguise? It is true , for I know several, I just cannot disclose their names, not legally, as I will be sued. There are some very powerful beings behind some of your most loved celebrities, believe me. Demons have been hiding in Hollywood for ages . They are drawn to money and power. I will leave you with this to think about. The lord of Hades, is very active! He still walks the earth daily. Did you know he actually works in the political system. Lucy has been trying to run for office for countless years. He has yet to win the presidential election due to unforeseen circumstances yet to be determined. They say he hasn't given up hope as he will be the new face to a new world order. The White House also frowns upon the uptick of hate mail addressed to passed and present government officials. They know it's you, from the handwriting and by the return address labeled " The Inferno". If you're listening, Lucy it really isn't funny anymore, they are getting rather pissed off. " The man took a second to drink a sip of liquid and continued, in a more pronounced but muffled voice. " I will neither confirm nor will I deny that farmers were actually taught to cultivate lands by aliens. Believe what you will but I know for a fact that this is a plausible fact. Angels were assumed to be in cahoots with the CDC and Medical officials around the globe. Angels are in fact using their divine interventions when helping doctors decide who will live or who will die in the operating room. Last and not certainly least I will conclude my broadcast by ending on a few notes. Vampires are the rejects, they are the gutter trash of society. They continue to hide in the shadows waiting to suck the very life out of every human, that comes in contact with them. I detest every vampire, they are like a goldfish in our angelfish pond of society. Now I will leave you with a quote, " Only the creator himself can decide whether a immortal lives or dies. For mortals it's not as easy. For he abides by his creator, minion or human, he is bound by his authority alone." White noise and a loud thump ends the audio feed. I am at a loss for words I cannot fathom what he had to say about my kind. What a complete and utter whack job!

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