Thanks for all the reviews I got. I was gone for the weekend but I'm back!
To the person who asked about the Magnus fanfic..I might try it. And in
Blood Omen 2 Kain was trying to kill Marcus, that's why Kain is after
Marcus in my fanfic. I'm also thinking about making a Kain fanfiction. But
I'm not sure. Well anyway, I'll start now.
The soldier had knocked her out as soon as they had left the roof tops, she guessed it was because he didn't want her to see the location of Marcus's mansion.
She awoke with a groan and looked around her new room for the first time.
This time it looked like a normal bedroom with beautiful windows of stained glass that made the colors dance wonderfully across the dark floor. A small fireplace was in one corner and a vanity mirror on the other side of the room, along with a dresser.
Getting up she noticed she was dressed on a similar fashion as Marcus. Her robes were mainly black with a blue sash were Marcus's were mainly blue with a red sash. She wondered how her robes were changed, and she shuttered at the thought of a vampire touching her. She touched her neck, and feeling no bites, walked around the room.
Trying the door she found it locked, which really didn't surprise her all that much in the long run.
Walking slowly to the mirror, she gazed at her reflection and gasped.
'I look horrible!'
She sat down quickly and picked up the brush and brushed her hair until it shown. She cleaned off her face and looked back at her reflection again.
'It will have to do for now.'
"I personally think you are very beautiful."
She blinked and looked into the mirror but didn't see anything except herself.
'What the?'
An invisible hand covered her mouth as she heard a laugh she recognized.
'Marcus?'
Something cold and soft pressed against her neck. "You missed me? And I see you also forgot that you can't see a vampire's reflection, my dear."
She squirmed and was pulled against him.
"Relax my little bird. I won't hurt you."
She felt his tongue trace down her neck and suck on her pressure point again.
When she felt his hand leave her mouth she blurted out the first thing that came to her mind at that moment.
"Why did you take me?"
She felt his mouth stop as if he was thinking about her question. He then pulled away and stood straight but his hand still on her slender shoulder.
"To tell the truth, I don't know. Something told me to take you. Would you rather me kill you instead of being nice to you?"
Demona's eyes widened," Oh no. That's alright."
He chuckled and turned her around in her chair, letting her look up at him as he observed her.
"The robes suit you very nicely, it shows off your body."
He then poked at her stomach," A hard stomach too."
When she got a confused look on her face, he laughed all the harder as he nearly bent over.
When she moved to get up though, he did something surprising. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her deeply before she had a chance to move away. She was momentarily stunned, as his lips worked against her own. His cool tongue slipped past her numb lips and into her warm mouth.
After a few moments he pulled back and started at her drunkenly," Hot damn..your like fire." He kissed her again then pulled away.
"You should get some sleep, my dear. You have a busy day tomorrow."
She raised an eyebrow but didn't ask any questions as she climbed into bed.
Marcus smiled and walked out the door," Good night Demona. Angel of the Night."
How did you like it? It was abit short but I have a lot of writing to do. Give me some reviews and I'll write more.
The soldier had knocked her out as soon as they had left the roof tops, she guessed it was because he didn't want her to see the location of Marcus's mansion.
She awoke with a groan and looked around her new room for the first time.
This time it looked like a normal bedroom with beautiful windows of stained glass that made the colors dance wonderfully across the dark floor. A small fireplace was in one corner and a vanity mirror on the other side of the room, along with a dresser.
Getting up she noticed she was dressed on a similar fashion as Marcus. Her robes were mainly black with a blue sash were Marcus's were mainly blue with a red sash. She wondered how her robes were changed, and she shuttered at the thought of a vampire touching her. She touched her neck, and feeling no bites, walked around the room.
Trying the door she found it locked, which really didn't surprise her all that much in the long run.
Walking slowly to the mirror, she gazed at her reflection and gasped.
'I look horrible!'
She sat down quickly and picked up the brush and brushed her hair until it shown. She cleaned off her face and looked back at her reflection again.
'It will have to do for now.'
"I personally think you are very beautiful."
She blinked and looked into the mirror but didn't see anything except herself.
'What the?'
An invisible hand covered her mouth as she heard a laugh she recognized.
'Marcus?'
Something cold and soft pressed against her neck. "You missed me? And I see you also forgot that you can't see a vampire's reflection, my dear."
She squirmed and was pulled against him.
"Relax my little bird. I won't hurt you."
She felt his tongue trace down her neck and suck on her pressure point again.
When she felt his hand leave her mouth she blurted out the first thing that came to her mind at that moment.
"Why did you take me?"
She felt his mouth stop as if he was thinking about her question. He then pulled away and stood straight but his hand still on her slender shoulder.
"To tell the truth, I don't know. Something told me to take you. Would you rather me kill you instead of being nice to you?"
Demona's eyes widened," Oh no. That's alright."
He chuckled and turned her around in her chair, letting her look up at him as he observed her.
"The robes suit you very nicely, it shows off your body."
He then poked at her stomach," A hard stomach too."
When she got a confused look on her face, he laughed all the harder as he nearly bent over.
When she moved to get up though, he did something surprising. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her deeply before she had a chance to move away. She was momentarily stunned, as his lips worked against her own. His cool tongue slipped past her numb lips and into her warm mouth.
After a few moments he pulled back and started at her drunkenly," Hot damn..your like fire." He kissed her again then pulled away.
"You should get some sleep, my dear. You have a busy day tomorrow."
She raised an eyebrow but didn't ask any questions as she climbed into bed.
Marcus smiled and walked out the door," Good night Demona. Angel of the Night."
How did you like it? It was abit short but I have a lot of writing to do. Give me some reviews and I'll write more.