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kcdiehlartandwriting · 5 years

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Okay I know it has been absolutely forever and a day since I last posted, almost a year but not quite. I have been busy with work and life and I lost my muse for a bit but I think its back and hopefully to stay.

NOTE: This chapter gets a little steamy but it also shows some Non-con/rape scene so be warned. Its not to detailey but its not really subtle either. I will star * off the section so those who wish to easily skip can.

It had been months since the dealings with Russel Edgington had finished and it had also been months since Sookie disappeared. No one knew anything; there was no note, no sign of a disappearance other than her front door being left open. Bill had been brought in for questioning, but nothing came from it. He explained that even he could not feel the connection they shared with blood the bond, stating simply then later vehemently that she was simply just gone. Everyone had their own theories as to what happened to her most centered around Bill killing her. Sam had informed Eric and I that he had followed her scent from her house to the cemetery and it just vanished: Saying it was like following a path that abruptly dropped off to a cliff around a blind corner. I had tried to have a vision of what had happened or where she was but all I got was seeing Sookie crying after kicking Bill out of her house then running out of the house, followed by nothing. Jason and Tara were distraught as well as Lafayette thinking along with most of the town that Bill had something to do with it, but nothing could be proven.

In the time since Sookie’s disappearance things around town had been quiet. The only truly exciting thing that had happened was that Eric had moved in with me; after making some minor adjustments to the interior Light tight blinds, a new security system, a new fridge big enough to hold all of my food along with his blood, a few new fixtures here and there, and my personal favorite a king size bed.

I was in my living room dutifully painting a landscape that had come to me in a dream. I had a vast array of blues, greens, and golds. Taking a step back I sat on my couch and took a good look at what I had accomplished. I had wound up with a forest bathed in gilded light surrounding a waterfall and a snake like river. “Good evening min kårlek.” My eyes fell from my painting toto the tall blond Viking dwarfing my doorway. Having emerged from his sleep only wearing a pair of sweat pants low on his hips. Eric had pretty muched lived with me now. It had been about two months since Eric started renovating my house to be accommodating for his aversion to sunlight. He had special shutters installed that came down when the sun rose so that we no longer had to sperate at dawn.

“Shit. Its dark.” I groaned dropping the brush on to the table by my easel and gave my back a good stretch.

“How long have you been working on this master piece?” He asked coming to looking over my shoulder before giving my neck a feather light kiss.

“Uhh.” I glanced around the room taking in the lack of internal light, I had been using large windows of the room and one clamp lamp on the side table. Then there was the half-eaten sandwich from lunch. “Lunch I think.” Sounding more like a question then an answer.

Eric tsked me before speaking. “Well then I think it maybe time for dinner then.” He placed a kiss on my cheek. “Come darling.”

I stretched my arms over my head for a good moment before standing from the couch. “You don’t have to go to the club?” I asked.

“No, I am all yours tonight min kårlek.” He answered with a smirk. “Now go get cleaned up and I will get dinner started.” Pointing out that I was now fairly covered in paint.

“You can cook?” I gave him a bemused look. Eric flashed towards me, looming over me with a smirk.

“I may be a thousand-year-old vampire, who mainly only imbibes in a very delicious morsel, but I do in fact know how to cook.” He spoke with a devilish gleam before nipping at my neck “Now upstairs.”

I promptly found myself in my shower, washing away the remnants of my day. I had come to enjoy the new shower Eric had insisted on updating: mostly since my previous set up had the shower head barely hit his shoulders; which had made me giggle the first few times that resulted in a glare from his end each time.

After finishing my wash, I emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a dark fluffy blue towel. I dug through my dresser drawers pulling out a pair of cherry red boy shorts and decided on one of Eric’s creamy white long-sleeved Henley. I loved his shirts they were always soft and warm, and it fell about mid-thigh on me. Once dressed I ran the towel through my short inky locks until I was satisfied that I would not drip water all over my floors. When I reentered the kitchen, I was in aw at the sight before me, it was utterly domestic. My tall blond Viking was standing in front of the stove stirring away with a dish towel strone over his shoulder. He was so focused that I was sure that if he was human that he wouldn’t have even noticed my presence.

“Are you enjoying the view?” He asked cocking an eyebrow at me before giving me a wink.

“Oh, very much so… I don’t think I have ever seen you so domestic.” I gave him a teasing smirk as I took a seat at my kitchen table. The table was one of the few things I was adamant about staying. It was a gorgeous mahogany clawfoot round table with the ability to add leaves to extend the length. It had been in my family for a few generations and though it had seen some better days it was still a great work. I did however concede to let him get it restored.

“I am only domestic for you, min kårlek.” Eric spoke as he milled about the kitchen finishing the meal. I took this opportunity to peak at what he was making. He had two cast irons out; one had what looked like to be potatoes and the other I couldn’t make out before he placed it in the oven.

“So where does a thousand-year-old vampire learn to cook?”

“Well I have come to quite enjoy watching Gordon Ramsay.” He answered genuinely.

“Really you like to watch Gordon Ramsay?” I asked a little perplexed.

“I enjoy his swearing and his ruefulness.” He moved about going from cabinet to cabinet till he found the dinnerware; placing it in front of me. Speedily he took the pan out of the oven and placed its contents on to the plate and just as quickly went and came back with potatoes. “Stake and potatoes bon apatite.” He kissed my cheek before going to the fridge to pull out a glass of blood. While I let him feed from me, he only did it a few times a week, especially after a fainting spell I had a few weeks ago. He was concerned for my wellbeing and I found that incredibly sweet.

After dinner we retired to our bedroom and though Eric had only been up for a few hours I was starting to get tired. Often unless we had something specific planned, I woke up before noon so I could paint using the natural light or run around doing some errands, sometimes things for Eric that required the ability to be out in the sun. Eric would either wake up either at sunset or a little before; he explained that being older the constraints of sleep did not affect him as much as it would someone like Bill he was turned during the Civil War. Eric and I would have dinner together most nights before he had to go to the club or handle some vampire sheriff business. Nights like this were my favorite when Eric didn’t have to attend to anything, and we could just lay together on the bed watch some stupid show or a scary movie to Eric’s preference; he liked the fact that I would cling closer to him at the jump scares. Eric would stay with me sometimes he would leave and find some sort of vampire duty to take of but sometimes I would wake up early in the morning just as the sun’s rays would start to filter through the blinds. It scared me the first time because I was worried for Eric, but he stopped me before I could grab the controller to close the blinds.

It was early in the morning when I woke, and it was one of the first nights Eric didn’t have to leave me to return to his home; he had made my home our home with renovations. My eyes still closed I just took in my surroundings. I could feel Eric around me our legs intertwined, one arm under my head, and the other tracing little patterns along my side. My hand rested across his chest and I gave him a gentle squeeze before opening my eyes.

It took a moment for me to blink away the sleep and when it was gone panic set in. The blinds had not closed, and I could see Eric’s skin start to turn red. “Why didn’t the blinds shut?” I asked sitting up looking for the controller to close them, but I was stopped by Eric softly grabbing my hands.

“Its fine… I just wanted to see for myself… what the sun looked like in your hair.” He pulled me till I was straddling his bare chest and tenderly combed his fingers through my hair. “And I wanted to see the light sparkle in your eyes.” His large hand cupped my cheek running his thumb just below my lashes. “They are the most exquisite green I have seen in a long time; they remind me of home. I just wish I could see it more often.” I head the whoosh of the blinds closing before we were enveloped in darkness. I laced my fingers with his pulling his hand to my lips.

“I love you.” I whispered before kissing him.

Eric and I were curled up on the bed watching some comedy about a woman trying to get funding for a park in her town full of very inept people. “What are your plans for the week? Any vamp business to keep you busy?”

“A few things.” He started “King Bill has been a pain the ass.” He finished with a growl. Shortly after Sookie diapered Bill somehow was able to dispatch the vampire Queen, Sophie Anne, that was nearly three times his age. Eric was clearly not pleased with this often referring to Bill as sanctimonious and the fact that Bill tried and failed to kill him, and Pam did not sit well with him. A vampire that had held a grudge for the better part of millennia. “Now what about you? I know you have been hanging out with our dear La-La and his new friend.”

“Yes, I’ve been hanging out with Lafayette and his boyfriend Jesús. Lafayette invited me to come with him and Jesús to the shop that this ‘coven’ meets at.” I air quoted the word coven. “Lafayette told me, from what he gathered from Jesús, that its mostly apparently hand holding and lighting candles with some chanting and powerful thought. I’m mainly going to keep La-la company he gets the willies from this stuff and since Tara isn’t in town anymore, I figured I’d tag along; maybe make some daylight friends. And keep him from wigging out.” I snickered at my last comment.

“What we creatures of the night not enough for you?” Eric tutted before moving to straddle me.

“Oh, your enough,” I smiled “But I need something to occupy my time when you have business to attend to and I don’t always like going to the club.”

“I suppose that’s okay.” He took my hands in his while giving me a playful smile. “I don’t want you getting bored.” He leaned down and kissed my lips softly. I replied slowly lifting my head to him deepening the kiss; Eric released my hands to grasp my neck and weave his fingers through my hair. Giving a light squeeze to hair and his thumb stroking over the now rapid pulse along my jugular. “You know I just love when you wear my shirts. I’ve been debating about getting rid of all of your clothes, so you only have my shirts to wear.” Eric whispered into my ear giving a light nibble on my ear. “And don’t’ think I haven’t noticed those red panties peeking out from underneath.” His hands ghosted down my body till he found the hem of the shirt; his fingers danced across the flesh of my stomach before he removed his shirt. His hands quickly returned to my body after the shirt was no longer in the way, mouth on mine, my fingers drawing lines along his back. I heard the click of his fangs as he pulled away from my mouth before he nipped at my neck, grazing his sharp canines against my skin but not drawing blood. He was waiting for my permission; I gave a nod exposing my neck more. “You know rules now min kårlek, you have to say it.”

“Yes.” I whispered. “Please you make it go away.” It had been months since the incident at just outside of Fangtasia when I was attacked by vamp no to Eric’s territory.

I was at Fangtasia sitting at the bar with Jessica, me enjoying a vodka coke and Jessica an AB+ Tru Blood. “So how are you and Hoyte?”

She smiled. “Things are good. We’re getting a place together in a few weeks. We just have to work around Bill. I don’t think he really likes Hoyte, like he is nice to him, but I don’t know…” Jessica trailed off fiddling with the lid of her drink.

“Hey, think of it like this he is your Maker, sooo he is kind of like your father in away and what father approves of his daughters first real boyfriend especially one she wants to live with.”

She mulled the thought over a little. “I guess I can see that”

“See and do you think my folks would approve of Eric, forget that he is a thousand-year-old Viking vampire, they would freak over the fact that he owns what I’m sure they call ‘a den of ill repute and deplorable atrocities.’” I fringed a snobbish accent. My folks weren’t necessarily snobs, but Eric’s club is on the seedier side of things even for Shreveport. Jessica responded with belt of laughter clearly the mood had been lightened.

“God, I needed that. Things have been super quite and tense since Sookie…” She trailed off. Things had been hard for Jessica; Bill’s mourning was a little overwhelming and his need to protect his new found kingdom was unsettling. It was driving Jessica to wits end.

“Yeah I know.” I reached out to grab her hand. “If you need a friend, I’m only a few seconds away by vamp speed.” I smiled at her. “Eric won’t really mind. I have a guest room and it can be light tight too. Eric finished the renovations to the house about a month ago.”

“Thanks, Em.”

We continued talking though the night; my eyes occasionally glancing to the stage to see Eric watching me from his throne. A smirk gracing his lips, a quick wink of his eye before turning his eyes to watch the crowd of people and vamps. Until Pam came up to him and whispered something in his ear giving him pause before his eyes landed on me once more. He said something back to her before standing and making his way to me.

“I have to take care of some business; Pam will see you home.” His hand finding my back as he pressed a kiss to my hair.

“The club doesn’t close for another six hours; Jess and I were thinking of heading out when we’re done with our drinks. I don’t want to have Pam to leave the club, especially since you haven’t found a replacement for Chow yet.”

Eric thought for a moment before letting out a sigh. “Fine. Text me when your home. I shouldn’t be too long. Enjoy your drink and Jessica…” He left an unspoken threat in the air.

“I’ll make sure she gets home alright.” Jessica swallowed at the respected fear that just drenched her.

This earned Eric a sharp whack to the stomach from me. “Be nice! Jessica is my friend, our friend Eric, we do not threaten our friends Eric.” I glared at him. I loved him I really did but sometimes his social skills were lacking, greatly.

“I’m sorry. Jessica I would appreciate it if you made sure that Emilia go home alright.” He tried again.

“Of course, Eric.” She gave a small smile.

“Thank you.” He leaned down in kissed behind my ear, “I only do this for you.” I barely heard over the pounding music.

I turned to face him and gave him a soft kiss “I appreciate you.” He gave a low growl before walking off. Eric wasn’t big about public displays of affection, at least to little intimate things, but I took them when I could. Eric was gone as quickly as he came.

“Eric is positively a different person around you.” Jessica stated.

“I know, you should see him in private.” I winked.

It was about an hour later when we decided it was time to head out; the club was starting to get crowded and was become much less our scene when the patrons start to become livelier. “Ok let’s head out, let me just let Pam know we’re leaving.” I turned to go find her only to almost bump into her. “Oh, Pam I was just looking”

“I know, have a good night with the baby vamp. And we’re going shopping this weekend… One of the good things about you dating Eric is he pays for my shit too, plus I occasionally enjoy a little girl bonding.” Pam drawled. “I’ll see you later.”

“Let’s go Jess.” I said linking arms with her as I swayed a little. “I think you should drive.” I giggled lightly the drinks I had earlier starting to take their toll.

“I think that’s best. Bet you’re enjoying the fact that being friends with a vampire means you always have a DD.”

“That is a perk.” Walking to the car I began to dig in my purse for the keys. “Ah here they are.” I handed Jessica the keys and made my way to the passenger side of the car.

“Excuse me ladies?” Jess and I turned to see two men approach us. “Ah sorry to bother you but we’re a little a lost and we were wondering if you could point us in the direction Route 49 north?” We took in their appearance they seemed normal, kind of like the boy next door.

“Uh yeah it’s just…” Jessica started.

My vision began to blacken, and I was looking at Jessica’s body on the ground writhing in pain; one the man standing over her with can of silver spray in his hand. “Shut her up.” The other man yelled before I could move, I was grabbed from behind and slammed into the passenger door. I was back to the present as Jessica was explaining directions. I went to warn her, but I was to late the first man had already sprayed the silver spray in Jessica’s face. “Shut her up.” Fingers ripped through my hair before my face connected with the door and all went black.

When I came too my hands were tied above my hands sharp metal biting into my wrists. My feet barely touched the ground, but I was able to spin my body look around the room. I found Jessica quickly she was chained up like me except she had silver chains draped about her. She had a bag of blood hooked up to her, they were draining her. I was about to call her name when one of the men from earlier walked in. “She’s right here. I haven’t had a chance to find out her blood type, but she is pretty.” A vamp entered after him.

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“Interesting operation you have here, both human and vamp client tell. Though I’d keep your product separate you don’t want anyone pro authority finding out about the vamps and humans tend to frown at kidnapping.” The vamp spoke with raspy drawl. He was physically older tan with salt and pepper hair. “But I don’t mind.” The vampire walked over to me and reached a hand out to my cheek; I tried to bite his fingers. “Oh, you got a temper. I like that.” He responded with a swift lurch of my hair exposing my neck to him.

“Get away from her.” I heard Jess’ broken voice from across the room. That’s when I noticed the silver bit shoved in her mouth.

‘God who were these guys’ I thought, realizing who much of a shit show we were in. “You don’t want to do this. He’s going to kill you if you hurt me.” I gritted out.

“And who would that be?”

“Eric Northman, Sheriff of Area 5. I’m sure you’ve heard of him… you are in his area.”

“Oh, I’ve heard of him all right, but I just don’t care. I’m gonna take your blood while I take you.” The vamp whispered in my ear. I knew he could smell the fear dripping off me, I just told myself to hold on until Eric found me.

“No! Get of me! I said get off.” I started to kick my legs out, but he was strong he had them pinned down. He jerked my head to the side and began to feed from me while at the same time he was ripping my clothes off. “Stop!”

“I know you want it like this all vamp whores do…” I could feel my blood on his mouth when he spoke in my ear. “I’m sure your master is rough with you.” At this point I had tears pouring down my face.

“I don’t want this! Get off, of me.” The hand that was holding my hair moved to my mouth stopping me from talking and restricted my breathing.

“You humans are so loud.” He growled out. That’s when I heard the zipper of his pants and I froze. “Trust me,” He looked into my eyes; I knew he was trying to glamour me. “You want this.” His head went back to my neck and his free hand went to stroke himself. I began to scream through his hand. “What the?” He realized something was wrong with the glamour: Releasing my mouth he grasped my chin in a vice grip he stared into my eyes. “You Will BE QUITE! And YOU WILL ENJOY THIS!” He growled.

I spat in his face. “No, I will NOT!”

There was a loud crash outside of the room followed by sounds of screams that quickly died. The door to the room that held Jess and I along with the rapist vamp flung off the hinges.

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“I believe the lady said no.” Tears of relief washed over me, my eyes darting to Jessica I could see streaks of fresh blood running down her face. I also noticed all the cuts and welts from the silver, she had tried so hard to get out the chains to get to me. “I don’t know you who you are.” Eric began stepping into the room. “You know by rule of the Authority that when a new vampire moves into a new area they are supposed to either report to the Sheriff or the King or Queen of said area… which you have not.” The fury was just dripping off Eric.

The vamp stepped away from me. “I have talked with the Queen she knows.”

“Queen you say.” Eric raised a brow. “You must be fucking new cause you see Queen Sophie Anne was killed a few months ago, it’s King Bill now. And King Bill just so happens to be a neighbor of mine and a friend of that human there… oh and the little red head that is his progeny.” I could see the vampire was taken back and was trying to find an exit in the room, but there was only one, behind Eric. “Emilia,” Eric caught my “Close your eyes.”

I did just that. It all happened so fast the clicking of Eric’s fangs, the whooshing of their bodies across the room, the more than animalistic growls. Then the ripping of flesh followed by a heavy thud. I knew Eric had to have won but I was afraid to open my eyes.

“Min kårlek,” I felt Eric’s icy hand touch my cheek. “I got you.” He quickly freed my hands, my arms falling around him heavy from lack of blood flow. “It’s okay I got you.”

“Help Jess… Please.” Eric paused I knew he didn’t want to put me down. He had trusted her to keep me safe and we ended up here. “She worse then I am… It’s not her fault. They surprised us… I had a vison of it only seconds before it happened… I couldn’t stop it. They, they were…” I was in hysterics by the end. “I’m sorry Jessica. I didn’t see it soo.”

Eric shushed me. “It’s alright I know; I got her too. Let me just sit you down okay.” He placed me softly on the ground. Moving to Jessica he mad quick work of freeing her.

“I’m sorry Eric.” She started; Eric held up a hand silencing her

“I know.” He didn’t say anything else but you could tell that he was wrestling with something “I’ll take you home to Bill. Can you walk?” She gave a small nod. Eric was back to me in a flash wrapping his jacket around me before lifting me from the ground; I tried not flinch at his touch, but the memories of that vampire were seared into me.

“I-i-i-I”

“It’s alright, it will be all right. I am not going to let anything else hurt you… I promise.”

When we arrived at Bill’s we were greeted by his security and quickly Bill himself demanding what happened. Eric took Bill to the side as a female security member helped Jess in. I could tell they were both seething by the end.

“They’re dead?”

“Yes… It hurt.”

“Good…”

Back home Eric was gentle with me, slow. He placed me on the bed. “How about a bath min kårlek?” He asked, I nodded. “Emilia, I want to hear you say it… I won’t do anything without a yes.” He was kneeling in front of me staring up at me with soft eyes. “Would you like a bath?”

“Yes.”

It took weeks for me to get to the point I’m at now. I was never uncomfortable with Eric touching me or biting me, but sometimes the memories flashed, and it wasn’t Eric touching me anymore. And he was so caring during my healing. To a point now, that I’m fine with a just a nod though Eric likes to still ask and wait for a yes for certain things. He wants to make sure that I know I still have control. I love him all the more for it.

“I want you.” I whispered. My hands roamed his body, smooth and icy to the touch. Eric’s pants long forgotten along with my clothes. Our bodies moved in perfect harmony. His teeth sank into my neck as he filled me till his hilt. Pants and growls filled the room. Eric pulled away from me, looking me in the eye before bringing his hand to his mouth to bite it, then presenting it to me.

“We will be one… always.” He spoke softly. I accepted letting the coppery warmth run down my throat. Our rhythm increased until we finished in sync. Eric pulled his hand away and rested his forehead on mine, still inside of me. “I love you Emilia.”

I lifted my head placing a chaste kiss on his lips. “I love you.” Eric rolled off me pulling me to be little spoon to his big spoon. Nuzzling my neck, arms encircling me I let sleep take me.

It was hours later when I was jolted awake by loud banging coming from downstairs, someone was at the front door. It was pitch black in the room meaning the blinds were closed and Eric was still around me. The banging continued and I moved to get up; glancing at the clock it was well past noon almost one, Eric would not be waking up for some banging. I detangled my self from his grasp, quickly finding a pair of shorts and Eric’s shirt I had on earlier. I made my way downstairs, making sure our bedroom door was closed. The banging continued “Alright I’m coming, I’m coming.” I opened the front door and could not believe what I was seeing. “Sookie?!?”

min kårlek = my love

#true blood #true blood fan fiction #true blood ff #eric northman #eric x oc #eric northman x oc #non-con/rape #mentions of assult

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kcdiehlartandwriting · 6 years

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Sometimes You Need A Little Magic in Your Life Chapter 21

Here is chapter 21 of my trueblood fanfic I know it has been forever and a day i hope you all enjoy it.... link to the whole story so far at the bottom for fanfiction

I sat on the toilet of Sam’s bathroom as I waited for the shower to warm up; it was a man’s bathroom though clean it was messy with clothes, cans of shaving cream, and bottles of shampoo. An involuntary shiver racked through my body as the events of the past few days replayed in my head Eric’s blood had healed me, but it hadn’t healed everything, I was still sore from being trapped in the cage. I carefully removed my grimy clothes discarding them into the waste bin not wanting any remembrance of the ordeal. I stuck my hand into the shower testing the water before stepping under the warm pellets. I sighed feeling the filth leave my body and go down the drain in a dark swirl.

I’m not sure how long I was in the bathroom for, but Sam was back laying on the couch with a beer in his hand flipping through the channels on his TV. He looked down the hall at me and gave a small half wave with the hand holding the beer which I returned before turning down the hall and heading to the bedroom. I shut the bedroom door before turning off the overhead light leaving only the lamp on the side table by the bed. I dropped my bag on the floor by the foot of the bed then flopped on the bed. Sam’s bed was nowhere near as comfortable as Eric’s, but it was better than the cage I had been in for the past few nights. I somehow wiggled my way under the warm blanket of Sam’s bed: I don’t know how long I was asleep for, but the sun was shining through the partially drawn curtains of the bedroom. I stretched my still sore muscles before getting out of the bed. I checked my phone as I pulled articles of clothing out of my bag, frowning that I got nothing from Eric.

After I changed I ambled out to Sam’s living room to find him in his kitchen. “Morning darlin’ did you sleep well?”

“Yes, thanks. I’m sorry about all this; Eric is just-” Sam cut me off with a raised hand.

“Eric is Eric, and he has a right to be worried. I don’t mind helping out at least with things like this.” He gestured around the room. “Now take a seat breakfast is almost done. Then we have to go to the bar, Arlene and Terry opened earlier I need to check on them.” I took a seat at one of the stools in front of the breakfast bar. “Hope you like eggs and pancakes.” Sam smiled putting a plate full of food in front of me. I smiled at him before picking up a fork and digging in.

After eating we made are way to Merlotte’s. “So, while we are here you need to stay in the bar; either at a table or you can hang in my office. I doubt anyone will try anything at a public place, but I do not need Eric on my ass because I let you out of my sight.”

“I got it.” I answered before gazing out the window. As we moved down the road I could feel the onset of a vision coming, my nails dug into the arm rest. I inhaled deeply as the greenery of the roadside began to disappear into flickers. The last flicker took me into darkness.

When my vision returned I was standing face to face with Godric, but it wasn’t the Godric I knew he looked feral wearing nothing but a loincloth and necklace with some sort of charm or amulet, hair mussed and dirty hanging in his eyes. He was staring behind me a smirk on his face I turned to see what he was looking at. There in a circle of torches was a funeral pyre, two men looked to be lowering another man on to the bed of wood while talking to him in a language I didn’t understand but it sounded familiar. I saw one of the men lift a torch from the circle and began to walk closer to the pyre that’s when I heard the whooshing of Godric’s vampire speed go past me to quickly dispatch the men before kneeling over the body on the pyre. I slowly walked closer to Godric and the dying man and that’s when I recognized it was a human Eric. ‘This is when he must have been turned.’ I thought. My vision abruptly blackened and brightened as I came back to present day. I looked around trying to get my bearings; Sam and I had arrived at the bar.

“Hey you ok? You kinda spaced out there for a bit.” Sam asked me.

“Uh yeah, just worried about Eric.” I answered getting out of the car, but Sam stopped me.

“I’m sure this will all blow over soon. And you two can go back to whatever it is that you two do.” Sam put a reassuring hand on my shoulder before stepping out himself. Sam’s words did nothing to quell the overwhelming feeling of dread that started to sink in the pit of my stomach.

“Do you need any help cleaning up?” I asked as Sam was placing chairs on tables.

“Nah darling, you keep doing what you’re doing. I’m almost done anyway.” Sam answered wiping down the last chair before flipping the chairs up.

I looked around and saw Terry had already left with Arlene, so I decided it was okay to ask a question that had been plaguing the back of my mind. “So,” I started getting Sam’s attention. “What’s it like being a shifter?” I noticed Sam visibly tense at my words. “You don’t have to answer I’m just curious is all. This world vampires, shifters, whatever I am it’s all so new.”

“Uh its different that’s for sure. I turned for the first time when I was about thirteen.” Sam answered.

“Does it hurt?”

“The first time yeah, scary as shit too. Now not so much, if it’s a new animal I’m shifting into its sore for the first few times but after a bit it doesn’t hurt at all. Most of the time it’s like a high especially running at night.”

“Do you have a favorite animal to transform into?” I asked.

“A dog. It was the first animal I shifted into. I hate birds though trying to fly is a bitch.” He chuckled. “So, what are you?” Sam asked while moving behind the bar wiping it down. “Eric has mentioned somethings off handedly but nothing really clear. And there is the fact that you smell different. I mean all Sups smell different from humans but yours is something I have never come across.”

“Uhmmm.” I thought for a moment on whether I should tell him. I knew I could trust him, but I wasn’t sure Eric would be alright with me talking about it. “I’m not sure exactly, I have visions and Godric had mentioned something about me being like the Fae.”

“Fae, like fairies and elves and shit?” Sam scoffed a little and I just shrugged.

“I don’t know for sure? It’s just a theory that has Godric galivanting across the world trying to find answers. I’ve been meaning to do research on my own buuuuut this shit storm has put a damper on that idea for now.” I mumbled the last bit, flashes playing across my vision of the last few days.

“Hey, are you doing okay?” Sam asked concern across his face. “It’s okay if you’re not okay you know? Eric told some of the shit that happened to you and Pam. If you want to talk about it, I’m here or I can see if I can track Sookie down.”

“No. I- I know I’m not a hundred percent alright. But the asshole is dead, and Eric is surprisingly comforting despite his normally ‘I hate everything, and I will eat you’ attitude.” I chuckled a little and saw a small smile grace Sam at my little joke. “I just know something bad is going to happen. I just don’t know what and trying to force a vision from the feeling is not giving me anything.”

“Sometimes that is the worst thing to do. I know for me trying to force a shift can be painful and sometimes result in broken bones. So maybe try not to think about it and it will come to you. But then again, I could be wrong, I’ve never met anyone who could see the future without some sort of spell.”

“Spell? Does that mean witches are real too?” I asked curiously.

“Yeah, I’ve met a few but most of them are just wiccans they fell the power and energy, but nothing really comes of it.” Sam explained turning off the neon Budweiser sign. “Come, time to head out.”

“I wonder what else is out there?” I asked to myself.

“Probably more than we can handle.” He answered as he ushered me out the door.

It was late when I finally curled up in Sam’s bed still feeling off. I hated not knowing what was going on and I knew Eric was in trouble, just not sure what kind of trouble. I placed my phone on the nightstand and turned off the lamp. Rolling on to my side I focused on the thin light that shinned on the wall from the moon. Then I felt it, the start of a vision.

Eric was standing next to Bill in what looked like a construction site. I could hear a thick wet plopping sound and I looked down to see myself ankle deep in concrete that was filling a three-foot-deep hole. I looked back up to Eric and Bill seeing them stare down at something to my left, looking down I saw the prone groaning body of Russel.

*Buzz Buzz* I heard my phone vibrate repeatedly on side table ripped me from my vision and I quickly turned to look at it, Eric’s name flashed across the screen, he was calling me. I quickly swiped the answer button. “Hello?”

“How are you, min lilla kattuge?” Eric purred threw the phone.

“I’m fine.” I answered quickly “I just had a vision. You and Bill were entombing Russel in concrete at some construction site.”

“That’s going to be happening shortly. We have Russel under control; slivered and burned to pretty much a burnt crisp. We are just waiting on Alcide to get back with his truck.” Eric answered.

“That’s good. So, I will see you soon? I’ve been worried about this whole thing. I’ve had a nagging feeling something bad is going to happen.”

“All will be fine soon enough.” Eric tried to reassure me. I could hear a knock-on Eric’s end of the phone before giving an affirmative response. “I have to go. I will see you soon love.” There was the distinct sound of the call ending before I could even respond. Letting out an exuberated sigh before plugging my phone, I pulled the blankets around up around me and tried to get some sleep.

I woke up with a jolt when I felt a hand on my shoulder my eyes quickly landed on a dimly lit Eric. “Eric?” I quickly reached for the bedside lamp to turn it on. When my eyes adjusted to the light I took in Eric’s disheveled appearance, covered in crusty gray dirt. “What is?” I touched his arm feeling a chunk of it finding it having a muddy texture. “Is this cement?” I inquired.

“Your instincts were right, Bill tried to silence me for what I found out about Sookie. She is like you not quite the same but close.”

“Why’d he want to silence you because of that?” I asked.

“Because he was sent by the Queen of Louisiana to procure for her collection of peculiar things.” He paused for a moment “As far as I know she knows nothing of what you are. But instead of procuring her he became attached. He also orchestrated the attack on her the first night they met so he could feed her his blood.” I furrowed my brow remember that vampire blood builds a sexual attraction.

“Jesus.” I frowned. “Is she okay?”

“She will be, she rescinded his invitation to her home and told him he never wanted to see him again.” Eric answered. “Come I want to take you home.”

“Are you okay?” I asked as he started to collect my things.

“I’m out an assassin, Pam is not happy, and I have to get a new phone; but I’m fine.” He answered irritated.

“Wait assassin?” I asked getting out of bed to get dressed.

“Yes, Ruben. Bill called him mimicking me, ordering him to kill Pam. She’s fine but pissed that she had to com dig me out of cement, it got in her hair. I owe her a shopping trip now which she would most likely take you on.”

“Great.” Not a 100% looking forward to that.

“Are you ready?” I could tell he was tired.

I nodded “I want to say bye to Sam first.” Eric gestured for me to head out of the room. I walked down the hall to Sam’s living room finding him enjoying a beer and watching some late-night show.

“You out of here?” Sam asked sitting up.

“Yeah, I’m sorry for hogging your bed.”

“Don’t worry about it. It was nice getting to know you a little better.” Sam looked to Eric over my shoulder and gave him a questioning look. “We good?”

“We are good. Come Emilia it is late.” Eric held his hand out to me.

“Have a good night Sam. I’ll see you later.” I gave a small wave before grabbing Eric’s hand.

I was laying on Eric’s bed playing mindless matching game on my phone while Eric showered off the drying cement. I was just about to beat the level I had been stuck on for the past ten minutes when I felt cold arms wrap around my waist “What are you playing?” Eric whispered in my ear triggering me to let out a scream and him to emit a throaty snicker.

“Jesus! You scared me. It’s called candy crush and you made me lose.” I stated after realizing I was out of lives.

“Well in that case. Let me make it up to you.” Eric grabbed my phone placing it on the nightstand before his icy lips descended. His large hand grasping at my ebony locks initiated a gasp from me. Tugging my head back slightly he was able to gain better access to my neck which he peppered with pecks and nips focusing on the spot behind my ear. I let my hands caress Eric’s shirtless chest before making my way down to the waist band of his pants. “You’re playing with fire.” Eric gave a light nip before murmuring in my ear his breath surprisingly warm.

“I know.” I bit down on his shoulder playfully. Eric straddled me and in one quick movement had removed my shirt. My fingers nestled into his now clean golden mane as his mouth descended on my breast. “God… that feels amazing.” Breathlessly came out as Eric gave me expert attention; sucking, flicking, nibbling, and tweaking my hard nipples. My head shot back when he cupped my womanhood that was slowly beginning to quiver.

“Låt mig höra att du purrar min lilla kattunge.” I could hear his fangs click and felt the points graze my pale skin. I mewled when I felt one of his fingers tease my entrance; my hips raising slightly to seek out his touch. “Eger?” I gave a breathy affirmative response as I worked to slide he pants down freeing his pulsing cock. My fingers teased his firming member before fully grasping it in my petite hand. I was dwarfed by him in all aspects it seemed. I let out trembling mumbles of want the second that his long fingers began to make quick work to find the spot that makes me see stars. “Unravel for me.” He whispered as I heard a ripping sound.

“Did you just?”

“I’ll buy you a new pair. Besides I like this view better.”

“Cocky ass.” I chastised him as I continued to move my hand up and down his lengthy cock feeling it firm.

“You ready for me min kårlek.” I barely had given an affirmative answer when he removed his now dripping fingers before he took the hand that was giving him attention in his own lacing our fingers and he entered me with one smooth thrust.

“Bite me. Bite me please.” I asked exposing my neck.

“Your wish is my command.” His nose ghosted my neck before plunging his fangs into the juncture of my shoulder and neck. I felt the warmth of my blood begin to trickle out. With every pulse he thrusted, and I bucked to his thrust. Eric let out a feral growl when we came undone together. Eric braced himself on his elbows over me before he bit into his wrist “We will become one.” I saw the desire and need in his eyes as I latched on to his wrist.

Min lilla kattunge = My little kitten

Låt mig höra att du purrar min lilla kattunge= let me hear you purr my little kitten

min kårlek = my love

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