Tristans side

Tristan was a simple man who owned a bookshop, he loved books. He love the smell of books, the stories in them, and he love reatoring books. He was not someone who cared for money or materialistic things. Tristan also didn’t bullshit around and wasn’t afraid to call anyone out. He was headstrong and a talented mage. Tristan had always known of his magic, his parents practice such and taught him when he showed skills. Tristan was lucky like that, to have parents who raisef him well. They were not perfect by no means, but there could be worse. Tristan … Continue reading Tristans side

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The Makeover

Indi led Dorian and Nine to his room. Nine lightly protesting the way. Dorian was hella straight up into this kind of torment, and he hummed under his breath, a perk in his step as though this was just what he needed to get the bad taste of the evening out of his mouth. “So, my sweetest love. Indigo here is an absolute artist, and I can’t help but think you’d make a hell of a man with a bit mor emakeup.” Nine stood there hunched as he watch the two them. Indigo looks and circles “god this hair, its … Continue reading The Makeover

Bex escapes to the Manor

Bex flew above the woods. He could feel his underbelly coated with Stahs’ blood. Holding the vampire carefully in his arms so as not to drop him or cause further damage. They just had to get home and everything would be okay. As Kal moved deeper into the woods there were more signs of movement – broken branches, trampled earth. Why would any path in the woods in the middle of nowhere be quite so well-used? He had a hunch. Yet so far all of the signs of life that he’d seen had been older, there was nobody actually -out- … Continue reading Bex escapes to the Manor

It comes around.

Voltruist had been staying around Tristan book shop more and more these days. In the days before the curse the two had seem rather close. Tristan gotten some new shipments in and wanted Voltruist to look through and see if he like any books. He already come back from a mission, Mateo was in town. Since Zagine was always up Mateo ass and Mateo Zagines, he figure he could disappear to Tristans. Plus Zagines girlfriend was out of town so he was extra clingy to Mateo. Voltruist was pretty sure the two fucked each other. He always thought it funny, … Continue reading It comes around.

Life isn’t a book.

Voltruist had lately been buried in his book, he was abit heart broken lately. Few months earlier he had gathered courage to confess feelings to his friend Tristan. They had spent alot of time together since the accident Tristan was in. Voltruist wishing he knew magic that he could maybe find the cure to his friends curse. Also been trying to avoid Zagine as he was in mourning and trying to hunt Tristan and Indigo down for the death of his lover. Voltruist over the years had gotten close to Tristan and thought he felt the same, as Tristan seem … Continue reading Life isn’t a book.

To be kindred

The bell rings as the door opens, alerting the shop keep someone had entered. The shop keeper walks to the front, to his counter.”Hey Indi, welcome back again. ” Tristan greets. Indigo gave a smile and wave “Hey. Im looking for anything from that new poet about.” He told him. Tristan chuckles “Uh well unfortunately outside of news paper submission, I’m afraid he hasn’t made a book yet. Though rumor has it, he is working on one.” Indigo pouted a little “Ugh, my sire likes his stories, reads them in the paper. I was just hoping you could perform another … Continue reading To be kindred

Wish to be seen.

It was a rather foggy night, as two figures walked through the streets to a building. One holds the door open “Just tell me again, why did you have to go to the book store that was all the way across the city?” “To get this one of a kind book. Stahs is going to love it.” Indigo told Val. “I dont think he could give a fuck.” Val retorted. “How could you say that?” Indigo ask, looking baffled at the other Vampire. “Because I couldn’t give a fuck.” Val looked at Indigo. “Look Indi you do this all the … Continue reading Wish to be seen.