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    The East

    The east side of the city is often considered the heart of Sacrosanct. It's here were the majority of the shopping district can be found, deep in the heart of downtown. It's here that magic thrives, it hums in every stone and can be felt in every breath. Often times, new comers to the city may be come overwhelmed by such sensations but, eventually, it becomes an ever present feeling that's hardly noticed. The streets of the east side are frequented by all species as many companies are housed in the sky scrapers and hole in the wall establishments that line the streets.

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    Cat's Meow

    owned by Nadya Tetradore
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    Cat's Meow

    An older brick building tucked downtown with only a neon sign above the steel door saying Cat's Meow and the drifting of music to let you know of the burlesque within. The inner confines have a lavish feeling of comfort and style. At one end of the building is a large stage for the dancers to entertain with small round tables scattered in front for the customers to sip or dine while watching. Directly across from the stage is a fully stocked bar so you’re never without a view of the entertainment.

    Owner Nadya Tetradore

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    Downtown

    Downtown

    The city has a unique skyline, clashing between modern sky rises and small victorian storefronts. In the heart of downtown, the sleek colored glass buildings reign supreme though their old-world roots can be seen in the most peculiar places from the lamp post styled electric street light to the stone sidewalks. The old world architecture slowly returns the further from downtown you travel, however.

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    Inner Sanctum

    owned by Alexander Macedonia
    2 employees

    Inner Sanctum

    This hidden little cafe is loaded with essentricities and antiques that fill every corner of this remarkable place. The walls are lined with oddities from every corner of the world. Beyond the intriging decor, this place is known for it's delectable coffees and it's exquisite latte art.

    Owner Alexander Macedonia

    Barista Alexis Wilde
    Barista Calliel Alosi

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    Red on the Water

    owned by Isolt Griffin
    2 employees

    Red on the Water

    Nestled in a pleasant alcove that is but a stone?s throw away from the dazzling labyrinth of downtown, Red on the Water is a spectacle in its own right. Renovated in the style of a classic Irish pub with a dash of modern flare befitting the city that boasts it, this up-and-coming venue is the perfect place to snag an impeccably prepared home-cooked meal and enjoy the city?s most impressive collection of brews from Ireland and beyond. You and your guests are sure to be mesmerized and invigorated by the energetic offerings of the live Celtic band to be found here every weekend.

    Owner Isolt Griffin

    Co-Owner Damon Marcello
    Waitress Yumi Chizue

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He loved all the different facets he got to see of Isolt the more time he spent with her. Most knew her as shy and withdrawn, a human once who blended with the world around her, just trying to make her way. But look at her now. As a vampire, she had truly bloomed into something spectacular. She was a leader of her own coven now. She was confident and outgoing and she was damn sexy when she got pissed. But tonight she was soft and vulnerable, turning to putty in his hands and he was too long without her embrace. Their kisses deepened into something more as her back fround the wall inside of the foyer. Each time their lips touched, it was like fireworks and his body was aching for more, needing more, wanting more. But he didn't want to push her. She was the one who needed to forgive him. And he knew makeup sex wasn't going to get that. But her body was responding to his touches and he took that as hope. He had to. His hands roamed up her body hungrily, his fingers trailing her skin, whatever he could reach, tenderly but with a passion unmatched. He asked about her life then, wanting her to know he wasn't just back to seduce her. He needed her to know she had that ring on her finger for a reason.

She seemed to consider his words for a moment before she gave him a simper and his brow arched, already suspicious. She had shown herself to be quite mischeveous when she put her mind to it. His lips quirked up at her very next words, her fingers making short work of his jacket even as she spoke. She did it so smoothly. She was a real seductress when she put her mind to it. He watched her, his gaze intense and only for her as she spoke, alight with desire and respect. His lips quirked ever more even as her fingers then moved to his shirt as she spoke, undoing each with such care before her fingers found the bare skin beneath the fabric. His flesh felt like fire beneath her soft fingertips, coaxed to life by her alone. His chest rose and fell heavily even though he had no need to breathe. His eyes couldn't stop watching her. Her fingers moved achingly slow down his stomach to the hem of his pants and air hissed through his teeth in anticipation, even as she leaned in close. He was trying to focus on her question but all that went out the window the minute her hands slipped right into the front of his pants. He inhaled sharply, his eyes widening in surprise at her sudden boldness. God, he was madly in love with this woman. She surprised him at every corner.

He tried to find his voice as his fingers trailed back up her waist, sliding under that sweater to stroke her bare skin. God, he missed the feel of that beneath his fingers. He wanted it beneath his lips. Soon. "Well....he should certainly be punished to the full extent." He managed to gasp out, trying to focus around the plushness of her hands. "Um...as punishment...he should be at his fiance's mercy, oh gods, to meet all of said needs." He closed his eyes, groaning as he rolled his neck. "He would be hers, a slave of sorts, for her to command." He ended the last word on a gasp, his head tilted back. "Isolt, I love you." He whispered feverishly. Slowly he rolled his head back, eyes reopening slowly to focus on her. He found her gaze and held it, his voice slow and careful. "Command me."



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