Stories based on the manga series, Monster Musume and other genres. I do not own any of the materials used within except that which I create and then characters not in any of the genres, all credit for material I use under the free use for non profit fan fiction guidelines goes to the respective owners.
[M] Adult language, sexual situations and adult humor. if gay, lesbian, lgbtq offends you in any way, I suggest you not read any further than this. Some MAY appear in this story depending on how it flows.
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There will be some horror elements to this story, prepare yourself, you have been warned.
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It has been a wonderful night, the man, although older, was still handsome and obviously took care of himself was walking along the road on his way home was reflecting on the woman he had just spent the last four hours enjoying the very pleasant company of in her bedroom.
He was remembering the lovely curve of her breasts as she breathed in passion, the curve of her beautiful hips as they rose and fell under him, the feel of holding a beautiful woman in his arms as he made love to her, the feel of her legs when they rose and wrapped around him as they approached that moment together.
Even her voice was lovely as a sirens song as she urged him to greater efforts of pleasure.
He had never in his life enjoyed such pleasant company of such a beautiful woman like that before, when he had to rise and dress to leave, she even made sure he knew he was more than welcome to return as often as he wanted to.
Yes, he would gladly return in a few days, he may have to pay for his pleasure there, but to enjoy the intimate company of such incredible beauty was well worth it compared to his wife.
His wife, if he could even call her that anymore, she hadn't let him touch her sexually in over 8 years, already fat and getting fatter, frumpy, demanding, unforgiving, and had let her looks go.
What made it worse is she recently had started going to church and was rapidly developing a nasty holier than thou attitude.
it also made him remember he had at one time planned to board a ship back to England, at least before he met his wife, perhaps he should consider it now, and leave her demanding fat ass here.
His thoughts soon turned back to the beautiful woman who he had recently been in the arms of.
He was so absorbed in the memories of the time with the woman he never notice he was being followed.
It was like a shadow, indistinct, dark, difficult to pick out of the dark for all but the sharpest eyes, and it was following him.
He walked on absorbed in his pleasant thoughts, he never even noticed when he hit the dark stretch just outside of town where the lights always seemed to fail shortly after being repaired, normally he was cautious here and hurried on his way through.
When he did notice where he was it was already too late.
Something strong had him, it dragged him away from the road, curse and fight as he did, it still overpowered him.
He fought as he felt something sink into the side of his neck followed by a peculiar but strong sucking sensation, he felt himself weakening quickly so he fought all the harder, but it was no use, very shortly he slumped, falling limp in the arms of whatever had him, he felt himself sliding downwards, for him, the stars faded and went out.
It let the body fall to the ground, it felt no pity, no remorse, it's hunger satisfied for the moment, it turned and faded into the dark as if it had never been there.
30 years later the new owner of the place had arrived, he had found it searching on a website featuring old, mysterious places for sale and allegedly haunted places.
He contacted the now past owner who took him on a cam tour of the place, the past owner took a web cam and walked around and through the building showing him everything he wanted, he fell in love with it instantly and bought the place on the spot.
Already host to several liminals no one else wanted he thought the place was perfect.
He was told it was an old brothel, one that hosted some of the most beautiful prostitutes on the coast, because of that he knew it would have the room he needed for the limiinals he hosted and could be converted with very little effort.
The interspecies agency was already there when he arrived installing modern facilities and electricity and making modifications to allow for his liminals.
With the construction going on he took a trip into town and began looking for shops for what would be needed, the town itself was not far, one could easily walk there, but unlike other towns that had grown no one expanded out toward the house, leaving it seemingly isolated on the coast.
He dropped in on the local eatery, a quaint little restaurant and bar built into an old inn named the seaman's rest, inside it had the expected old black and white photo's of ships and people and the fake tintypes lining the walls and tables designed to look like a ships wheel.
Cute he thought to himself, but nothing he hadn't seen before.
A cute, young waitress came over and began taking his order, he asked her about the area as she took the order and they flirted a bit as he did, no sooner than she left to place his order a grizzled old man looking every bit the old sailor walked over and asked, ye be the man who bought the old whorehouse out on the cliff?
I am, he answered, why do you ask?
Ye shuld nae stay there son, the place be haunted.
Oh great, probably a squatter that's been staying there trying to scare him of... Haunted? he said, I don't believe in ghosts and never will.
Men have died Mysteriously coming down teh hill from the place the old man said, some drained of their blood, ye be wise ta nae stay there.
Have you been living up there old man? mad that someone finally bought the place and afraid you won't be able to live there anymore? he asked.
Nae lad came the old mans answer, this old salt has his harbor to lay his old head down in.
"Paul! it was the cute waitress, what have you been told about bothering the customers, your drunk, she went on, I can smell the booze from here, go home and sleep it off.
Ye been warned lad as Paull walked away ye been warned.
Don't tell me she commented as she set the order down, the old story about the old brothel being haunted, yep I answered.
Paul's been using that old story for years to scare off potential buyers, don't pay any attention to him, no need to worry, I don't believe in ghosts anyways, say, out of curiosity, do you have a break anytime soon?
My lunch hour is coming up in a few minutes,(her), care to join me for lunch? you could tell me a bit about the town and it's history(me).
That lunch hour I learned a good bit about the town and why the old man thought the place was haunted.
A few days later the girls arrived, Lona arrived first, a salt water crocodile from Australia that had been kidnapped while still in the egg by liminal hunters and found on a compound deep in the everglade swamps of Florida in America, lovely, agile, incredibly resilient and unbelievably strong, oh and before I forget, extremely territorial and madly in love with me.
Tono soon arrived after her, an Ogre, sweet, gentle, one of the kindest souls you could ever meet and very much a lady, but do not ever piss her off, the girls a literal living tank when she goes on a rampage.
Then Mona arrived accompanied by Helga, Mona is a lamia, exotically beautiful, playful, and very much a tease.
Helga is a kind of golem, a stone liminal of some kind, from Germany, she was discovered hiding among some of the displays of a museum pretending to an old statue carved out of stone.
Shale would join us later, a fire dragon, Agent Smith had borrowed her to clean out a nest of slavers in America and track where they were taking the liminals they captured to.
A few days later the lot of us sat out in front of the restaurant, thanks to the interspecies agency the place and some other shops were now prepared to service liminals of many types, on top of that, word had already gotten out that the town was liminal friendly and folks were flooding in, taking vacations, coming just to see the place, and a few even looking for property they liked the place so much.
What some at first saw as an invasion of strangers disrupting the peace and quiet turned into the town starting to grow and make money.
Lona had excused herself to go use the ladies, we sat there chatting away, even the waitress that came out from time to time and topped off our drinks would join in while out there, townsfolk would walk by and wave or say hello, a few stopping for a moment to ask politely to take picture or just to chat for a minute when I found myself confronted by an angry young man, no introductions, no helloes, he growled at me "stay away from my girlfriend asshole"!
Girlfriend? I asked, I wasn't worried I knew what would happen if he raised a fist.
"Stay away from her her"! he all but yelled.
Who's the chump about to get his ass kicked? came Lona's voice from behind him, he spun only to see a green scaled woman easily as tall as him, lovely but with a mouth full of razor sharp teeth and claws instead of fingernails.
Meet "MY" girl friend I told the boy, are you telling me to stay away from her?
What? you mean... your not... his confusion was priceless.
"JOEY"! "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING"?! The cute waitress.
I told you before dummy, I am "NOT" dating you, I am "NEVER" going to date you, I am "NOT" your girlfriend and never will be.
Why not? he asked her, She answered, your selfish, self centered, you only think about yourself and what you want, your arrogant and your greedy, I could never date a man like that even if he were the last man on earth!
You throw fucking tantrums when you can't get what you want and when, you even slapped me once when I wouldn't kiss you!
I could see his hands start to close into fists, my voice broke into the argument, you even think about raising your hands boy and I'll turn my girls loose on you! I decided to push it, I'm not dating her but if I did, I "dare" you to try to stop me so I can show you what getting bitchslapped is all about!
He spun, Tono stood up, her normally peaceful face clouded over and obviously very, very angry, you, she growled, hit, her?
Ohhhh shit.
Boy, run, now!
What? "MOVE YOUR ASS BOY"! " NOW"!
He bolted.
We dogpiled Tono, strong as we were combined we still had one hell of a hard time keeping her down, she fought like demon trying to get up and go after him, the only savings grace was the arrival of Shale.
She had me by the throat and tossed me aside like a rag doll, I flew and something picked me out of the air and set me down, I'm here beloved a voice said, a soft kiss on my cheek and Shale piled in on the fight.
Shana pinned her down, Lona on her back adding her weight, Mona had herself coiled around Tono's arms and Helga had her legs.
There was only one thing that would break Tono out of her anger at this point, I knelt down and leaned over Tono's head looking down at her, who loves you Tono, I asked, Tono growled but turned her head and looked at me, who loves you Tono I asked again, adding a kiss to her forehead.
Her eyes cleared and she stopped fighting, you do boyfriend, she sighed and relaxed.
Shale, get the girls back up to the house and call Smith, I have a feeling things aren't going to be fun for awhile.
It took awhile to set fears aside and arrive at some agreements, but with an agreement to renovate the restaurant but keep it's look and a few additions to the town things soon quieted back down.
Back at the house he gathered everyone into the living room, now, would anyone care to describe the events of today? Silence.
Very well, today exemplifies why I strive so hard to help you to control your tempers, your instincts, and why it's so important, Lona, what happened when you lost it and went after that guy that tried to stab me?
She looked at the floor, he lost a hand, under that kind of circumstance Lona acted correctly, however, other incidences were not the correct actions.
Best example is when Mona had become my homestay, first time out and about she had some issues with a young man that decided he wanted to have sex with her, her flirting with him did not help, when it came time to leave the young man groped her bottom and attempted to get his hand under her skirt, he earned himself a hard tailslap that threw him across the store and into a display that collapsed onto him.
Helga, that young man who thought you were a statue at the museum you were hiding in, when he was cleaning you he was stroking you between the legs at one point with that duster he carried while cleaning thinking you were just stone and nearly got himself raped, thank goodness an agent caught you in time and stopped you, poor sap still got his face shoved into the crotch of a very horny golem girl.
Everyone snickered, Helga blushed.
And today, Tono, while I know why you were so furious, I won't say because I promised not to, that still was wrong to lose your temper like that.
I've seen you stop and pick up a car with your bare hands that had run down an elderly man, so I know how strong you are, it's because your all so strong, so powerful, it's so important to control your tempers no matter how angry you become.
Your all very special to me, one of you will soon be my wife as well, I would be devastated to lose any of you over some idiot kid like that one in town today.
(Scene fades as he waves the girls to him and starts hugging).
It woke, it had slept for many years since new food stopped coming up the hill to accept the bait he left alone on the hill that lured them for him, it sensed new ones nearby, fresh, untouched, it salivated at the thought of new victims, new food to feed upon, it paused, one was different, it felt, sour, to it's senses.
That one it would not touch.
Night had not yet come, it could not move about in the day yet, it had to feed and become strong again first to walk in the light, with night fast approaching, it would wait.
They sat out on the deck as the sun sank in the west, him, in a large lawn char, Lona at his side and snuggle up with him, her scaly head resting comfortably on his chest.
Beloved, she murmured, a word she rarely used around others, what will become of us once we wed?
We will become husband and wife my love he said softly, there will be no more me and you, it will be us, and we will work on making a family.
Marriage isn't the end goal my love *kisses her*, it is the beginning of a new life, together.
Together, Lona murmured as she relaxed and listened to his heart beat, together.
It stepped out into the darkness, night had come, it moved up towards the hill sensing fresh prey nearby, it was salivating, the hunger was driving it forwards, it would soon feed.
It was time to hunt.
Lona had gone into the house to bring some more tea as they relaxed, since they had come here her and her beloved had come to relax out on the deck in the evenings and enjoy the starlit night, a rare thing in the city where they moved from.
The air here was cleaner, less people, there was even a clear path down to the shore that allowed her to swim in the surf and hunt.
She was here, her beloved and soon to be mate was with her, the salt tang in the air, nothing could be more perfect.
She stepped back out into the evening air just in time to see what looked like a shadow itself rise from the deck over her future mate and reach for him, she growled and moved, she was on whatever it was even before the tray she carried the tea on hit the wooden deck, her claws blurred as they whistled through night air, her claws cut through cloth and dug into flesh, something shrieked, then it was gone.
He came up off the chair with a shout, Lona grabbed her future mate, dragged him inside into the light and held her clawed hand up between them.
Blood, blood on her claws that was not his or hers.
They stood there looking at her claws as the dull thunder of running feet came from different direction of the house along with worried voices wondering what the shrieking was about that had disturbed or woke them, they all rushed into the living room and saw Lona standing there along with their host, her clawed hand held up to him, then they saw the blood.
The house erupted in chaos.
The girls rushed over to him and checked him over hurriedly, finding no injuries Lona suffered the same inspection, no injuries so the girls started rushing around the house looking for an intruder, they were shouting to one another, questions where was the intruder, angry voices, the chaos only grew worse until his voice rose over the chaos and shouts, "LIVING ROOM"! "NOW"!
Once he got the girls settles and was looking into their worried and angry faces he had Lona explain what happened, they decided that it was best to remain in the house until dawn, then they would look around as a group and see if they could find any traces of what it was and where it went, that night, he slept surrounded by the girls, some of them sleeping in the bed with him.
It was in pain, and it was angry, the sour one it growled, "damn her"! how dare she interrupt me when feeding!
It had crept up onto the deck and moved behind the food which was completely unaware of it's presence, when it rose and reached to take the food to feed upon the sour one appeared and attacked, her claws cut across it's back leaving four deep cuts that burned like fire.
It was forced to flee and leave the food behind, now, it stumbled back into its lair, wounded, weakened by the wounds with them burning as if it had been poisoned, it sought the place it had rested in and lay down.
It would return the following night once it had healed, the sour one will die for such a grave insult and it would take the food and gain strength when it fed upon it, then it would stalk the others.
Next morning first order of business was to call his coordinator and tell her of the night, the girls were up in short order and were raring to go even before anyone ate, someone had invaded "THEIR" home and tried to hurt their beloved, fiancée, boyfriend, darling, and they wanted a chunk of whoever did it's ass.
He made them wait instead of just rushing out and tearing up everything in sight trying to find who it was, eating was out of the question, the girls were charged and ready to rock and roll right now.
Whoever it was, they had a freight train load of pain coming their way.
Smith arrived within the hour bringing a hellhound, a raptor, (reptilian) and a dullahan.
Lona had not washed her claws so they had a scent they could trail if they could find it.
Lona already had the scent filling her crocodilian nose, the raptor and the hellhound both took a good whiff, the three then split in three different directions.
The raptor was the first to find the trail and was off racing ahead of the others with the hellhound, Lona, Tono and shale not far behind, the rest followed as best they could.
Tono may be an ogre but trust me, the girl can move when she want's to.
Tono was the one he most worried about, she didn't know but he was well aware the girl was in love with him, all of them were to be honest, and like Lona, very protective of him, the problem is the girls a walking, talking, living dreadnaught, like a minotaur, Tono is one of the most dangerous creatures you could face in close quarters combat.
The trail led them to a cave in the cliff near the town, hidden behind a screen of boulders, it had been passed over for nearly a century.
Tono had already moved some of the boulders with her prodigious strength and had cleared the way in, smith handed out some flashlights from a pack she had been carrying, with Shale in the lead they moved in.
Something disturbed it's slumber, it stirred, still weak from it's wounds it started to rise, a large clawed hand slammed down on it, pinning it in place.
Your not going anywhere! An angry, loud voice said, it bit at the hand pinning it down, a spark flew as the scales it wore turned its fangs aside.
Bite me will you, the dragon growled and pressed down harder.
Shale! A voice she dearly loved shouted, making echoes race down the cavern, Smith want's whatever it is alive!
Get over here then she grumbled aloud, looking down at her captive, your lucky I won't be allowed to turn you into jelly!
They hurried over, he recognized it immediately having hosted similar in the past, it, she, was a vampire.
He looked down and spoke to her, don't play stupid, I know full well you can speak and understand me, what in all the world are you doing all the way out here by yourself?
She didn't answer, Shale pressed down just a little harder, she gasped, I'm wounded lizard she growled, not so hard!
Ms Smith spoke, we'll let you up IF you don't attack or try to run, that raptor next to the dragon can run you down and cut you to ribbons before you make it to the light and that dullahan will sunder you long before you can burn in the light. shale let her up, very well, I have been here since the 1800's, I arrived aboard a ship that ran aground near here because I had fed on the crew and left none alive.
For a time I lived aboard the ship, carefully cultivating an image of it being haunted until a storm took it to deeper waters, where it sank, I found this cavern not long after and it became my home.
My cavern was discovered by a young man not long after, instead of running, he asked me why I was here, intrigued I spoke with him, eventually forming a friendship with him, he even began to bring animals to me to feed upon.
At one point he stopped coming so I left the cavern at night to seek him out only to find he had been accused of witchcraft by a local priest and died in inquisition when they demanded he admit a sin he was not guilty of.
I swore revenge.
the first was the very priest himself, a perverted old soul that was pious and holy in front of others, but a regular at the brothel that is now these peoples home, he was so twisted he would beat the women he was with bloody as he used them for his pleasure.
The next was his second, I left him in the town square drained with his gut split open.
The last I took before I retuned here and hibernated, the revenge I swore would carry on even into future generations of their family lines I was so angry about my friend being so ruthlessly murdered.
When I woke and saw him moving into that old brothel I assumed he was a descendant of one of them and attempted to feed off of him.
I see Smith mused, you can no longer continue that revenge and the world has changed enough to where even an average human can kill even a dragon now, however, seeing as you were not successful and he is unharmed I have a proposition for you, plus, if you accept, you will have all the blood you desire without having to feed from anyone to get it, interested?
This all took place years ago an older but still handsome gentleman was saying to some tourist that were lunching at a quaint little sea coast restaurant, while he spoke, an older but still very lovely lamia slithered up and kissed his cheek, you still coming over tonight for the game darling? he smiled at her, tell your girls and that lucky husband of yours I'll be there for the kick off.
She smiled, bring the wife darling, the kids love it when she roars at a touchdown, smooched his cheek and slithered off.
lovely, isn't she? Several eager nods, a former homestay of mine and nearly became my wife.
As they chatted a waitress approached, with their orders, also older lovely, but scaled like a crocodile with a smile filled with razor sharp teeth.
Ahh, here we are he old man announced, right on time love.
She kissed him, she told him not to over eat, remember what happened last time? they both shuddered, Oh, Tomo should be here shortly, she got hung up moving a beam in the house's expansion.
Ah, any word on Shale yet? Still trapped in that snowstorm, I wouldn't worry though, she's a fire dragon, cold wont bother her at all.
That reminds me, how's Helga and that girlfriend of hers doing?
Still going at it hot and heavy and talking marriage, I swear, if Helga's mate wasn't another female, Helga would already be pregnant.
The two sitting with him sat there in wonder as they talked briefly.
They got another shock, up walked this beautiful, massively buxom woman, over 7 feet tall with a single horn rising from her forehead, gorgeous, with amazing eyes and a beautiful face.
She sat down with them and hugged then kissed the old man they were talking to.
Oh honybunny she chirped, you always remember to get what I like to eat and kissed him again, you think I'd forget what my lovemuffin likes? behave, she giggled, that bedroom talk. he just smiled.
Let me introduce you to my second wife, he told the visitors, the hottest, sexiest, most beautiful ogre this side of the Rockies, my wife, Tomo.
Oh stop it she giggled, you know you like it when I say how beautiful you are he chuckled.
That reminds me, a letter came this morning after you left, I think it's from that vampire girl you helped save.
He looked at it, it was her handwriting, I'll read it later, right now we have guests to entertain.
(Scene fades with the small group talking animatedly).
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The story continues.
later, once he had gone home in the company of his wives, he opened the letter and began to read.
Sir the letter began, I do hope this letter finds you in good health, I know I have not given you reason to trust me, considering my former actions , I would not either, but a problem has arisen I do not know how to deal with.
He read on, a body was found near my home recently, drained of blood, with me being a vampire some are beginning to believe I am the one responsible, two days ago at the time of writing this letter a mob had approached the house intending to take me by force and destroy me for a crime I did not commit, only through the intervention of your wife, shale, was I not taken.
Agent smith needs to find a place to move me too as fast as possible, your name was suggested since you are familiar with me.
Eagerly awaiting your response, please, do not take long.
At your service, Veronica Eldan.
"TONO, LONA, MEETING, NOW!" Rang out through the house.
They hurried in along with my newest homestays, we just had an issue come up, you two can explain the background on her later, but, do you remember that vampire we discovered a few years ago living in a cave nearby?
I remember slicing her back when she tried to take you love, Lona said as she flexed her claws.
Ohh, Tono said suddenly, you mean that girl dressed in black I got along so well with dear?
The very same I answered, well, she's going to have to stay with us for a time due to an incident I will explain later, I'll be calling Smith shortly and find out for certain but let's get the basement ready for her in the mean time since it is the only light tight room in the house, at least until a room is modified for her.
Alright love they said in unison, if your sure, I am I said, get the newer homestays to help you, Nona, I said, speaking to our resident Dullahan, no severing or attempting to lead her to death, she's undead, not dead.
Understood master, came her reply.
I picked up the receiver and dialed, Smith? About time came her response, were getting things ready for Veronica now, how soon can you be on your way, already am she answered, I knew you wouldn't let me down, but, how did you know? letter, from Veronica that sounded panicky.
Good, we will be there at nightfall, see you then lovergirl I teased her. She snickered and hung up.
Smith calls me darling because of a former homestay I nearly married, so, as a joke I called her lovergirl and it kind of stuck.
The rest of the day went smoothly, I took a short trip into town and picked up a few blood packs from the local blood bank, there are several blood feeding types in residence around the town already so, necessary.
Not that fake blood stuff either, most blood drinkers I have spoken to say it's nasty stuff to drink only in emergencies, a little real blood would energize my soon to be guest properly and settle any hunger she may have.
No sooner than the sun fallen behind the horizon, a car with the back windows blacked out pulled up and Smith and Veronica stepped out.
They got to the house, once I had them settled in the living room I handed Veronica a warmed blood pack, she smiled delighted to have a thoughtful host, popped the stopper on it and sipped happily from it.
Now, Smith, I asked, fill me in on what happened?
Part you already know she answered, but we also know it wasn't Veronica that drained the poor soul either, it was something else.
While veronica can, in fact walk about in daylight, she is weak and unable to attack anyone in daylight, that and the bite pattern on the body was all wrong for a vampires bite.
The bite was round, with multiple teeth, a vampires bite only penetrates with two teeth, four at the most in the case of a feral vampire.
It was almost leech like in nature, but the locals didn't care, they blamed Veronica for it regardless of the facts.
I see I murmured, well, Veronica is welcome to stay as long as necessary, but I advise caution, memories are long and some still remember those nights from their families stories.
You'll have to stay here at the house while here Veronica. Tomo, since you got along with her so well, fill her in on the house rules and make sure she knows where her bedding is at, I also apologise for the seeming discomfort Veronica, but I will keep blood packs at hand so you can feed when necessary until we get a room outfitted and a blood station in place for you.
With that, Veronica settled in, over the next month while the matter of the attack was investigated, veronica turned out to be a surprisingly pleasant visitor, she would from time to time take pleasure in telling tales to the homestays of the old world and her experiences, even I would get caught up in them sometimes she was so enthralling in her story telling talents.
That gave me an idea.
I took a little trip to the local historical curator and asked if she would be interested in listening to someone who actually lived in the old days and knew many things about them, needless to say she was quite thrilled, even when told the person was a vampire.
Next evening she spent a few hour plying Veronica at the house with questions and listened in on one of her tales, thrilled to have a actual living source of information she was thrilled beyond words.
Veronica herself, she was quite pleased to tell stories and answer questions about the past, during which, they both discovered a kindred heart when it came to history.
We did have an issue or two with a couple of locals wanting Veronica gone, and one moldy old busybody holier than thou demanding she be put down according to biblical law.
Smith dealt with that one, personally, we never had issues with her after.
Six months later word was sent to us that a leech type had been caught in the act of attacking someone in the same area as the first attack, a feral, despite this, some in the local area still blamed Veronica for the attacks and tried making up all kinds of wild theories on how.
It was decided she would stay here.
Surprisingly, the curator herself volunteered to be her host and hired her as a story teller at her small museum.
Soon after in the following months her little museum was expanded, and a search for the ship she first arrived on was begun.
I myself, along with lena and Tomo would drop in for story time as I came to be called to listen, veronica herself, despite being a vampire also now had a few fans and was given the opportunity to write a book on past history from her point of view.
One year later we received a letter, by this time Shale had come home to stay having gotten tired of being constantly being *borrowed* to help solve issues, it was an invite to a wedding.
Helga, a former homestay was getting married, and surprisingly, to a human male.
Her and her former girlfriend had broken up and it wasn't a pretty breakup.
She was reassigned to a new host who as it turns out was so gentle and kind to her when she needed someone like that, she eventually fell in love with him.
And, she wanted me to be her mans best man.
Veronica, while not looking for a lover or interested, has a young man on her hands that has taken an interest in her, nice fellow too, very gentle and not a bit frightened of her.
He's recently invited her out for an evening walk once she has finished her story telling for the evening and she has accepted.
Despite her non interest, she seems to like the fellow, time will tell if anything comes of it, and as sweet as the fellow is, I'm betting it will.