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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 January 05, 2017 by Katarina Foster
Residences


Trust has always been hard for me. I was already distrusting of most everyone after my family was murdered and Viktor took me in. He taught me to trust no one so then to find out that he himself had betrayed me all that time and killed my family...obviously, it crushed what was left of my urge to trust.

Now I know Kohl would never do anything to hurt me. I've never been so sure of anything before. But I had never expected him to say he loved me. I never thought that kind of romance was in the cards for us. We're different. We probably have more sex than most people on our block, maybe even the whole city. We don't talk about feelings. We just somehow know that we care about each other a lot and we both know what we would sacrifice for the other if it was necessary. We're not blind to our emotions; we just kinda put them off to the side, something to be felt but not talked about.

So then you have Kohl here breaking the rules and actually talking. To say it took me by surprise is an extreme understatement. I was in shock and yes, I know I should have said it back but to say it now would just make him think I'm only saying it to placate him, right? He wouldn't think I mean it. The moment has passed so now I have to wait for the right moment. Lovely. Now I'm going to be stressing about that until the time comes. Will I even know for sure when that time is? I'm so bad at this stuff.

I feel a difference in how he's holding me while I stealthily wipe my eyes on his shirt. I can't remember the last time I cried. Maybe when my family died. I was just a kid after all. Viktor set me straight though. He told me that warriors don't cry. They seek vengeance. And so I brushed away the tears and went into my training to get away from the pain. I'm good at avoiding pain but the look in his eyes is killing me. I can feel a difference in the very air. I feel like I'm suffocating. Even when he's holding me and telling me that it's okay, I don't feel like it's okay at all.

I'm so relieved when he manages an actual smile, one that I can tell is sincere, and offers a bath. I look forward to getting close to him in the best ways I know how. He goes to the bath so I move to the side, tilting my head to watch him play with the faucets until he gets the right temperature. There's just something so mesmerizing about watching him do the most simple of tasks. "You have great hands. Anyone ever tell you that?" I offer softly.

He mentions getting rid of clothes and I smirk, easily going to him as he hooks my jeans and pulls me close. My lips meld to his as they always do, letting his expert fingers do the work of taking me out of my jeans and underwear in one swift motion. I feel breathless already as the cold air of the bathroom hits my skin, gasping into his mouth as his fingers find my flesh. As I go to return the favor, he tells me no touching and I pull back for a second, raising one brow in question as I dutifully return my hands to my side, though it feels totally awkward now.

My pace quickens as he goes for my shirt now, pulling it over me with ease while avoiding my arm and then he's got my bra off and I'm totally naked, though I'm far away from feeling self conscious. Not with him. I chew my bottom lip as he leans away for a moment to check the water temperature, all too tempted to say screw his rules and take my hunger out on his clothes anyway but he beats me to it, taking off his shirt and boxers quickly and I'm left to feast my eyes on him in all his naked glory, my eyes lighting up with anticipation.

At his sudden question, I furrow my brows and try to follow his finger with my gaze. "What's what?" I manage as I look toward the floor only to laugh as he suddenly picks me up and carries me to the tub. "You sure you can handle holding me? I might have put on some weight." I tease him as my arms encircle his neck. I try not to squirm though, trying to make it as easy for him as I can as he lowers me into the tub and sits behind me. I lean my back against his chest with a sigh of contentment, though I'm far too excited by this point to really relax. It's not made any easier by the closeness of his groin against my back where I can feel his own growing excitement with every second that ticks by.

I manage to keep my arm propped on the side of the tub, not wanting to get it wet. I'll work my way around it until it heals. I bite my bottom lip again as he starts to speak, telling me not to move my butt and my brows furrow in question, wondering why that would be a problem until he tells me to see how I like something. As his hands start to slide up my back, I close my eyes and breathe out in a sigh of pleasure again. I always love the way he touches me. I swear he can just be resting his hand on me and I would be in heaven. He has the touch of the gods.

As he starts to massage, I groan in pleasure, unable to help it but I work hard not to squirm. When he hits the right spots, it's all I can do to hold still, feeling like my muscles are only growing more tense instead of more relaxed because I'm too excited for the happy ending to this massage, too eager to show him how I really feel since I couldn't find the tongue to tell him. The adding of his lips into the mix just makes it worse, my moan long and slow as it leaves my lips, my head tilting back and to the side to give him better access. My body feels like it's tingling from head to toe, goosebumps running over my skin as he hits all the right buttons.


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