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    The North

    Within the Northern vicinity of the city the wealthy gather behind meticulously trimmed hedges and high class victorian architecture. The streets are paved with stone, the buildings are made of brick, and the storefronts are brightly lit and inviting. In the North every establishment is made to cater to the rich and the wealthy. Many such places are used to the sometimes peculiar requests of the otherworldly but here there is little that money cannot buy - weather it be illegal or merely looking the other way. Vampires and Dark Hunters are often found upon these Northern streets, their long lives often contributing to their sizable wealth which allow them the luxuries that the North provides.

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    St. Pancras Station

    owned by Eve Thorn
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    St. Pancras Station

    A historical train station renovated in to a luxury resort-style country club that unites Victorian elegance with contemporary style. Relax in the full-service spa featuring spa treatments, saunas, spa pools with hydro therapy & aqua bar, and relaxation lounges. The club offers many dining and entertainment options including Seven Sisters Lounge, Victoria Bistro, Barlow Gastropub and the formal St. Pancras restaurant as well as boutique shopping and event halls. Join The Chambers Club for a more exclusive entertainment experience.

    Owner Eve Thorn

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    The VooDoo Room

    owned by Ceara Hade
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    The VooDoo Room

    The Voodoo Room is an award winning bar that aims to provide an eclectic and exotic atmosphere. The bar is filled with intoxicating liquors and a voodoo vibe to keep you coming back. Their mixologists meet the highest standards with our fantastical themed selections of cocktails and specials.

    Owner Ceara Hade

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    The Witchery

    owned by Rowena Metcalf
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    The Witchery

    Dark, gothic, and throughly theatrical, the Witchery is a place to indulge yourself with it's fabulously lavish suites. Whatever room you choose, you'll find glamor, indulgence and luxury. The suites you have to choose from are: the Vestry, Sempill, the Old Rectory, the Library, the Turret, Heriot, Guardsroom, Armory.

    Owner Rowena Metcalf

    Sous Chef Elenore Dorian

masquerading as a man with reason72.168.177.172Posted On May 01, 2017 at 6:52 PM by Troy Marks


He never thought that a new fae would stroll into town looking to start a new court from the remains of what Sam left behind. Of course, he had never thought he would ever join a fae court again, not until Sam had managed to charm him in that whimsical fashion that only she could pull off, showing him a good time on the beach that night before they hung out at the house a few times, all up until that fateful night when her whole world fell down all around her. She lost her boyfriend right in front of her and she was shattered. He had stayed with her all through the night, showering her with comfort and loyalty, giving her a shoulder to cry on as she vented about how it happened and then reassuring her that it wasn't her fault. She had asked him to stay that night and he knew it wasn't just her asking him to stay with her. It was her asking him to join her court. She had offered it up at the beach but he had let her down gently, telling her that he wasn't the type that gets along so well with others.

He had worked on his own throughout most of his existence. He had a family once, a mother and a father and a brother. His mother had been taken from his first, drained by a vampire right in front of him. Then his father had taught him and his brother Sam how to hunt. When his father had abandoned him, they stuck together for centuries, hunting together and having each other's backs, all until Sam himself decided to set off on his own. Once that happened, Troy told himself that he wouldn't trust anyone like that again. He would just work on his own. And so he had now for hundreds of years. He had done work for himself, fae, and the Council alike, taking out everything but his own kind. Well, dark fae excluded. He didn't really consider them his own kind. And oh, how he despised vampires. He'd had a deep seated hatred for them ever since that vampire drained his mother right in front of him. He'd been hunting that particular vampire for a long long time but finally he'd accepted that someone else must have gotten to her first. She certainly deserved whatever fate she got.

How ironic then that he had ended up finding himself falling hard for a vampire. Amelia was nothing like the rest. She was caring and kind and sexy in a way he'd never dreamed of. And then came the news that she was pregnant of all things, and with his kid! He never thought he'd get the chance to have a kid. Sure, he'd been with humans and fae but he was good about using protection. Of course he never thought he'd have to with a vampire so imagine his surprise when they both found out that in six weeks they were going to have a child. It seemed so far away and yet so close all at the same time. He was beside himself. But he couldn't help looking forward to it too. He still hated all other vampires but he excluded Amelia from the rest of them. He would never look at her as just another bloodsucker. But tonight he was giving her a break from him. He'd been babying her and trying to do everything and he knew she found it taxing sometimes because she was so independent. He wanted to help her relax so when she'd finally managed to get herself to sleep, he had made her a nice love letter to let her know he would be back then he slipped quietly out the door to go find something to amuse himself with.

He had ended up in a bar like always, taking down some shots of whiskey while he thought about what next to do with the nursery. Surely they would need some furniture in it like a crib and changing station and rocking chair and do you put a rocking horse in there now or should he wait? He wasn't sure how this all worked but he planned on finding out. He found his thoughts interrupting by someone slipping into the chair across from him. He raised a brow expectantly at the other man, picking up his scent instantly. Another fae. He didn't recognize this one but then the only other fae he knew in town now was Dorian. He'd actually run into him recently in a bar too, funny enough. Guess that was sort of his hangout. He might have to change that up before the baby comes. He tilted his head as the man said his name.

"If you think I owe you or someone you work for money then you're sorely mistaken. I've paid all my dues. If YOU owe ME money, then by all means, pay up. Otherwise, I'll just let you down easily. I usually don't mind what's between the legs but sadly enough, I'm taken. You might have to find your heavenly bliss elsewhere tonight. I don't mind if you want to stare, though."

His lips tugged into a teasing smirk as he eyed the other man with a mischievous twinkle. This should make for an interesting conversation.




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