Athours note.

I decided to restart this story, and I will try to continue puting the english next to the french so some of the meaner comments im getting about will just stop.

Enjoy.


Lacey leaned against my shoulder with a sigh, my arm wrapped around her waist slowly pulling her closer to me. Her long silk like golden hair in flowing waves over her shoulders and my own short black hair glistened in the moonlight that bathed her pale skin, and my tan self, uncomfortablly siting in a suit, black with a red tie. Her pale white complection contrast with her green eyes when I had first changed her, they were a green olive color but when she became full grown at one hundred years since birth they stopped changing and now stay at a deep moss with an emrald shimer glossing them so perfectly.

"Maître, a aujourd'hui été o lointain longtemps et la lune ira dormir bientôt, irons-nous avec cela ?"('Master, today has been far o long and the moon will go to sleep soon, shall we go with it?') Innocence in it's purest of forms graced her every word.

"Yes, come let us say goodnight to the others." Broken from my haze I stood and as if we were one she stood, walked at my side and smiled with striking beauty as we came back inside, first to spot us was my sister, Salvei. Her two "slaves" ( more like her two beings that fallow her and love her till the end of time and space) Gregory and Alexander gave me a respectful nod.

"Goodnight my dear little brother, maybe you two can come to visit soon?" Seeing as she had spent the past seven hundred years of her life in germany the accent that her words carried always suprised me no matter how many times I heard it. Usually one expects Hulga in the kitchen saying with a rough manly tone. "Supper is ready! Tonight we eat shnitzle!" But Salvei brought such grace and confident beuty to every word that the accent was warped in a new found honey.

"Perhaps. Goodnight sister and a safe trip home."

"Goodnight Salvei" Lacey said shly and after my sister left, now it was a matter of finding my brother, our father had changed us at separate times and though I am older in reborn years than my brother, Charlie. He exeeds me in human years by thirteen years.

"Ahh!" Lacey made a startled sqeek and a tiny jump as Charlie apeared behind us.

"It was good to see you both, safe trip home, we love you and all that ta ta" Charlie smiled, knowing I knew why he was in a rush to leave the familys get together so soon.

"And come visit any time please." His female slave spoke. Jessie was her name if I could recall.

"Yes, england gets so boring every so often." Jacob spoke slowly, the second of my brothers two.

With that they were off and so were we. The night was old and the air not new. Home seemed ever farher away as we walked. All the way back to Paris, and hell take note that a human or two would vanish before we got there.

Lacey's fangs dug in first, so presice it was hard to believe in minutes she had her fill, I of course took what she didn't finish as we continued home I lit he body the night was full of bone chilling cold and winter had set heavy on our dear Paris. Upon reaching our manchon Lacey ran upstairs stright to the monsrous bed in our room watching her strip made me hot as I did the same she curled up in the middle with my body molded to hers arm tight under her breasts and one of my thighs between hers. The night fell silent as day came we were fast into dreams.