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What You'll Find Here

Anacosta Heights
Dupont Circle
Hawethorn Village
River Dale

Anacosta Heights

Situated above the daily life of the city, Anacosta Heights is a tucked away suburb featuring extravagant neo-gothic inspired mansions. The inhabitants of this neighborhood often show their overwhelming wealth with sports cars lining their long, circular driveways, large pools, and manicured gardens. The homeowners of Anacosta Heights treasure their privacy as seen by the high iron gates to the security personnel present at every entrance.

Amelia Marek
Andras Stein
Boone Kendrick
Damon Marcello
Dareios Auerbach
Dorian Ellington-Aragona
Isolt Marcello
Kohl Jones
Ragnar Lothbrok
Sebastian Ellington-Aragona

Dupont Circle

Dupont Circle is a small suburban neighborhood settled within the serene portion of the southern portion of town. These four-bedroom, single-family homes feature back yards, porches, garages, and far more breathing space then the Village offers. This neighborhood often is more family orientated and even has organized events for children and the neighborhood as a whole.

Abigail Hughes
Beylani Rose
Gia Jones
Raylin Chike

Hawethorn Village

Settled in the middle of downtown, Hawthorn Village consists of several victorian inspired row houses just off the main street. Due to it's convenience to just about everything, the village can be a tad expensive to live within. However, the residents of this neighborhood often have two to three-story townhouses, often with a one to two-car garage. Many of the houses feature bay windows and/or rooftop terraces with a small fenced-in 'yard'.

Anastasia Romanova
Bjorn Larsen
Davante Dorian
Leila Van Acker
Mayuza Gracefell
Miyako Aiken
Morgan Van Acker
Quinton Van Acker
Ren Nomura
Serafina Dubois

River Dale

River Dale primarily consists of apartments that, despite their age and industrial appearing interior, still hold to the Victorian history that permeates the town. These apartments are often the cheapest option and sport scuffed, older wooden floors, open floor plans, visible beams, and the occasional brick wall.

Alekai Evero
Alistair Rosenthal
Audette Rousseau
Ben Collins
Carolina Bedford
Claire Grace
Emerson Navarro
Harper Thomson
Kenji Onimaru
Malakai Kanaita
Sterling Tenembrage
Sylvester Veres

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Posted on December 10, 2016 by Katarina Foster
Residences


He is definitely OCD but I guess that's one of the many things I've come to know and love about him. Of course I would notice that he's spending more time lamenting over the white rug in the bathroom than my arm wound. I don't even know why he got a white rug for the bathroom in the first place. I guess that goes along with the whole everything must look clean mentality. White = clean. Well....not anymore.

He runs a hand through his hair and I find myself biting my lip, suddenly well reminded of how rumpled and manly he looks right now. Is it bad that a night of hunting all leaves me, well, in need of something more. Something only Kohl can give me. Even with my arm still actively bleeding, the sight of him, the smell of him...well, I'm easily distracted right now.

He quirks his lip at me when I mention the rug, saying he'll just get his maids to get another one. I roll my eyes but let it drop. I didn't really want to talk about the rug anyway.

He inches toward me like he might catch something and my brow rises a little in amusement. He seems more concerned by the second the longer he looks at my arm. Then his brow twitches and I can see his expression shifting to something more analyzing. He's up to something. I follow his gaze, studying my wound and that's the first time I notice that it looks a little more closed in than I remember, almost as if the edges are already healing and not just in the hunter hunting sense. How...odd.

At his question, I shrug. "A Weredoberman, if you must know." As he reaches for my arm, I watch his handsome features, trying to read them as he studies my wound. When he presses on the edges, I hiss through my teeth and go to pull my arm away. "Excuse you!" I scold him, brows furrowing. When he mentions the blood coagulating, my brow rises and I raise my arm to get a better look at it. My lips twist in thought. Could it be from the vampire licking it? The thought alone makes my stomach squirm in discomfort.

A cold chill-like shudder runs down my spine as I shake my head. "You tell me. What does vampire spit do?" I almost don't want to look at his face, worried that I'll see a look of disappointment or anger that I let something like that happen. I know he's upset enough anyways about me going out hunting then coming back hurt. I didn't really want to add more to his plate but I also don't want to be dishonest with him.

He looks uncomfortable from the minute I mention the first aid kit. I know how he feels about needles so it doesn't surprise me that he returns with the kit and a slightly paler complexion. My lips quirk as I go to take the kit from him but he moves it away quickly and I look back up at him, one brow rising in puzzlement. He asks me to promise something first and I tilt my head, crossing my arms in a "well?" expression.

I let him lift my chin, my lips melting into his as he kisses me. At this point the house could be on fire around us and I wouldn't care about anything but his lips. As his teeth brush my lip, I make a soft "mmm" noise in my throat, smiling at him as he pulls back. I guess you could say I'm more receptive to anything he might say after a kiss like that but I still wasn't expecting the L word. Not from him. Not yet.

I was going to cut him off with a finger and saying I wouldn't do that to him but he cuts himself off, as if he just realized what he said. It's actually the pause that gives it time for the words to sink in for me too. Otherwise I might have let it slip right on by without even noticing. He stays frozen that way for a few minutes before he quite suddenly hands me the first aid kit, as if that'll make it all go away. I take it almost numbly at this point, still blinking in surprise, my lips parted just a little as I turn to put it on the sink.

Finally I let out a long sigh, turning back to him slowly. I look down at my wounded arm as if that will give me strength before I look back at Kohl. I clear my throat first. "No needle then. I'll do it myself. Um...right. You should probably go out there and close the door so you don't see it. I'll wait till you get clear before I open the kit. Deal?" My voice softens at the end, having spent most of the time talking while looking at my arm or the first aid kit and talking like a monotone robot. I hate that things are suddenly awkward and I feel the words on the tip of my tongue but as far as priorities go, I should probably see to my arm first.


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