Within the Northern vicinity of the city, the wealthy gather behind meticulously trimmed hedges and high-class architecture. The pristine streets are paved with stone and the storefronts are brightly lit and inviting - for the right clientele. In the North, every establishment is eager 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 - whether it happens to be illegal or merely involves 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 allows them the luxuries that the North provides.
Eternity
The VooDoo Room
The Witchery
The newly opened Eternity is an expensive fine dining restaurant nestled high upon the hills of the North - providing it a breathtaking view of the city below. The award-winning chefs at Eternity collaborate directly with local farmers and producers to source the freshest ingredients for its ever-changing menu. The staff at Eternity pride themselves on serving each customer's unique dietary needs - from the vampiric to the mortal races. Reservations are strongly encouraged as Eternity is frequently booked to capacity.
Located in the heart of the North, the Voodoo Room is the spirits lover's destination of choice in Sacrosanct. The Voodoo room is a craft cocktail bar that aims to provide an eclectic and exotic atmosphere. Nestled among the William Morris wallpaper, gold, and wood, you will find a new kind of neighborhood cocktail bar. One where hospitality and skill work in concert. With intoxicating liquors and a voodoo vibe, the Voodoo room will keep you coming back for more. Guided by the mantra of providing a one of a kind, high-end experience, the Voodoo Room's mixologists meet the highest standards with a fantastically themed selection of cocktails and specials.
Dark, Gothic, and thoroughly theatrical, the Witchery is a place to indulge yourself with it's lavish, theatrical suites. Whatever room you choose, you'll find glamor, indulgence, and luxury. From the Vestry to the Library and the Armory, the suites of the Witchery are nothing short of sensually romantic. A stay at the Witchery is not complete without dining in the rich baroque surroundings of the original oak-paneled hotel or among the elegant candle-lit charms of the Secret Garden. Whether you stay or dine, The Witchery is an unforgettably magical experience.
Both dresses were equally as stunning. Both accentuated her curves in all the right places. Both would drive Troy wild with desire. It did not matter which dress he chose, only that he would enjoy every moment of watching her wear it. At dinner, she would lean forward so he could peer down the plunging neckline. At the club he could feel the way it clung to her hips. And then, when they arrived home, he would be able to see just how beautiful it made her feel.
As she heard his voice, she turned to look at him, holding both dresses up against her figure so he could make a proper suggestion. She could tell that he was only partially paying attention. She knew he didn't much care for what she wore. After all, he knew well enough that both dresses would look good on her regardless of the color.
Finally he offered his choice, choosing the red dress because he knew just how damn good she looked in red. She smiled at him as she placed the black dress back on the rack. "Red dress it is then!" She moved a little further into the closet to where the custom build-in shelves held her many pairs of choose. She would not, however, allow him to pick her heels. She did not trust his taste in shoes. He probably only had four pairs of shoes himself, so asking him to pick a pair out of her fifty or more would give him a headache.
She chose a metallic gold pair of heels with thin straps. It would show off her toes and ankle and make her calves look splendid. Yes. She liked these shoes.
She turned to head towards the bedroom so she could change, but Troy was stilling standing in the doorway oogling at he. She smiled up at him. "Troy...you're going to make me dress before you. It's rude for a woman to finish getting ready before a man. Step to it!" She chuckled lightly, taking a moment to press her lips to his as she passed by him. It was a passionate kiss meant to distract him. He was dressed in only a towel and her in only her lace thong and matching bra.
Wickedly, she broke the kiss and moved past him into the bedroom. She slipped the dress on followed quickly by her heels. Turning her back to him, she called over her shoulder. "Can you zip me up?" The zipper started just above her thong. It was far too long for her to do herself. So as she stood at the vanity putting on her jewelry, she waited for her to zip her up. She was almost ready to go, was he?