I apologize for not posting last night. I got really late from work, sorry.

Remember that I told you that there would be five stories intertwined with the main story, well in today's chapter comes the first one. I changed to italics to difference the main story to the one the public is sharing. It will continue on next chapter, and let me tell you there's a reason why we're reading these other stories as they will give hints to Rose to find the truth ;)

Here's chapter 11.


Rosalie barely made it in time to the station that night. She didn't feel well rested as she spent the day tossing and turning. She couldn't take her mind from the Whitlock. It was either Jasper's pained voice when he talked about Eddie, or Alice happy dismissal of her husband's concerns. Then, when she thought about it, none of them confirmed if someone died at the fire. She assumed that Isabella was the one who died, because everything they said pointed into that direction, but then, shouldn't exist records of her death? She knew she had to find more about this Isabella.

Emmett greeted Rose with his usual dimpled smile, pushing a chair for her to seat.

"Ready for another crazy night? I had two callers that wanted to speak with Eddie, privately." He shook his head. "And the show doesn't start for another hour! I swear tonight is going to be crazy."

Rose smiled, there was something warm and fuzzy about Emmett. She was sure once the week was over she was going to stay friends with him.

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Emmett was right. The public was crazy! Call after call, hundreds of tweets, one would think it was the middle of the day not one in the morning.

Suddenly, Emmett burst out laughing. "Oh, boy. You have to hear this one. I bet you ten bucks she has an interesting story."

Seth high-fived him. "Deal. Just because she has a sexy voice doesn't mean she has something interesting to tell."

By then Eddie got the call with the woman, because Emmett and Seth giggled like teenagers at his shocked gasp.

"Well, hello. Who do we have here?"

"Hi, I'm Mindy."

Rosalie rolled her eyes, as Seth and Emmett were almost rolling on the floor with laughter. The woman's voice was quite sexy, like sex-line operator sexy. But Eddie didn't seemed fazed at all, like the two teenage-minded buffoons sharing the booth with Rose.

"Have you ever heard about 'the Midonne'?" Mindy asked.

"No, I couldn't say that I have. Is this a traditional legend?"

The woman on the other side of the line chuckled. "Maybe."

Eddie laughed at the coquettish tone the woman used to answer. "Well, then I shall leave you to share the story with us. Go on, the mic is open for you."

"Well, the Midonne were a tribe of women who supposedly lived in a far island, away from civilization. They were famous not only for the fabrics they traded, which were so rich and delicate that had queens and royalty fighting for it; no. They were all utterly beautiful. And if that wasn't enough to entice, they were known for offering the greatest sexual experience. It was known that as soon as a man laid with a Midonne girl, he would never find something as pleasurable thus being marked because of the magical experience. Of course, there was a catch. The girls weren't floozies, selling the goods. Nope. In order to get them to let you lie with them, the girl had to fall in love with you. Only a few men over time got the chance to experience the love of a Midonne girl, and mostly, it was a happy ending as the men fell in love with them too and they left their lands in pursue of astounding happiness with the girls. But a couple of times, it didn't end right. There was a man, who managed to fool the Midonne girl and after spending the night together, he left. The poor Midonne girl went crazy and ended up throwing herself from a cliff."

"It sounds a bit harsh, don't you think?" Eddie commented.

Mindy chuckled. "Well, everything worthy must come with a price. Anyway, around that time, there was a Prince who was terribly spoiled by his parents. They sent him away to further his education but in his journey back home, he heard about the Midonne. The ship where he was travelling, brought between their cargo a couple of yards of the delicate fabric as a gift to his mother. Prince James was intrigued and somehow he conned the captain to deviate the course so the prince could give his thanks to the Midonne girls. Once he saw the youngest one, Victoria, he couldn't stop thinking about her. He spent days and nights thinking of ways to see the girl again. Because he knew, as soon as he came back to his kingdom, his parents would set him up with some princess or any respectable aristocrat girl.

Now Prince James not only was used to get what he wanted, but he also developed a certain talent to deceive people without any trace of remorse. The same day the ship arrived, he escaped his entourage by stealing an old sailor suit. He climbed on the next ship about to set sail and went in search of young Victoria.

Finally after a couple of weeks he found her.

In the beginning, Victoria wasn't as pleased to see him. He was unkempt and after a long time surrounded by sailors, James' manners weren't nice. So James knew he had to step up his game. Day after day, he regaled Victoria with a little something. Sometimes it was a flower, sometimes a little candy. But when a couple of weekes passed and Victoria remained indifferent, he decided to do something radical.

That night, he convinced one old rugged sailor to help him.

The next day when Victoria made her round to the market, the old rugged sailor tried to rob her basket. James 'bravely' came to the rescue, making Victoria change her mind about him.

After this 'heroic act' Victoria relented. She was as fond of James as he was of her. One night she held his hand and guided him to her boudoir. Victoria's room was quite simple, just a bed and armoires. Still, the delicate design of the fabric covering the bed made the room feminine, coquetish even. She guided James to lay with her but still was nervous, so James whispered loving nonsenses into her ear while kissing her. Little by little, he put off Victoria's hesitation and soon they were embraced in a passionate kiss. This unleashed the Midonne's magic.

Four hours later, they lay completely sated. Victoria was whispering sweet words of love and devotion to James, who was so spent that found some of them like gibberish. He didn't notice when Victoria intertwined their fingers whispering words in the Midonne language and he was still unaware when a brilliant spark erupted from their hands.

The next morning Victoria woke up to an empty bed.


Today's recommendations come from Ms. sue1zide:

Red rose (2002) A group of people with psychic powers are invited to spend the night in a haunted house. A Stephen King's story, what's more to say.

Psycho (1960) A Phoenix secretary embezzles $40,000 from her employer's client, goes on the run, and checks into a remote motel run by a young man under the domination of his mother.

A classic! I'm pretty sure you all have seen it ;)

House on haunted hill (1959) A millionaire offers $10,000 to five people who agree to be locked in a large, spooky, rented house overnight with him and his wife.

Another classic, directed by William Castle. What I would give to watch this one with all the gimmicks he used for his films! Yet, the remake of this film wasn't so bad.