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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

and i want to drag you into the darkness to watch you shine67.143.208.129Posted On November 29, 2017 at 6:38 PM by Damon Marcello



He needed no reminding for just a smell of her, a sense of her presence, and he was a puddle on the floor. She had no idea how much control she could have over him from across a room. He had alwasy been drawn to her, even when she was human. Why else would he have sought her out at a concert and made idle conversation with her instead of luring her into a dark corner to feed from her like he had first planned? That was his usual plan for pretty much any human he ran into and yet she was differeent from the start. She had him wrapped around her pretty little finger before he even knew her name. And yet now with her mouth on him, he was speechless, damn near dumbed down to nothing. He wasn't even sure if he could speak right. Her smell, her touch, her everything surrounded him and he was slave to her every whim.

As she gave him a command, he was quick to obey as he said he would, lifting her up and carrying her to the bed. She was his in this moment just as he was hers. His eyes spoke of carnal desire, almost black in their lust as he started pulling her clothes off, inch by scandalous inch. She started arching and he knew what was about to happen. He wanted it to happen and in the same instant, he didn't. He loved his control and he loved showing her just what he was capable of. He loved worshipping her. And yet her stubborn nature was part of what won him over in the first place. She liked control just as much as he did and he loved that she would keep fighting for it. Suddenly he's thrust onto his back on the bed, a mischeveous grin already tugging at his lips as he surrendered to her holding his wrists above his head. His eyes watched her hungrily. She purred at him about how she had been patient long enough and he groaned low as her teeth found his ear lobe. "Have you, now? I don't know that patience and your name fit so well together." He teased at her even as he thrust his hips up toward her.

She moved her hand from his wrists, that look enough to set him in place and warn him not to move without her say so. He chuckled a little, watching her as he squirmed and bit his lip, impatience tightening every muscle in his body. Her fingers moved down his body and he hissed air through his teeth, body tingling and moving along with her, aching for more. As she leaned forward and whispered a question in his ear, he smirked, leaning up to brush his lips across her ear cheekily. "Oh yes, awfully." He leaned back again, wiggling his eye brows at her as if asking for punishment. And oh yes, how she punished him. As she slowly put herself down on him, he groaned loudly and arched his back up to meet her completely, his eyes fluttering shut. "Oh, Isolt, oh gods, how I missed you."



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