Sacrosanct contains four distinct neighborhoods, each with their own specific kind of houses and residents. Explore our districts, view lists of our citizens and enjoy our block parties!

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 February 16, 2017 by Katarina Foster
Residences

She knew that he was never dishonest about his experience and she wouldn't have it any other way. He could have been a virgin and she probably would have still felt inferior but she kept it hidden well behind her guarded walls and distrust. She always felt like Viktor thought of her as more of a killing machine, a soldier, not a woman. He didn't train her to seduce and be feminine, only to paint the picture of seduction, but never how to follow through. Of course that's not something anyone should have to be taught but she just felt so inexperienced and she hated that helpless feeling every time she was intimate with Kohl. She knew that she was the first for him to commit to and that meant something. It meant a lot to her actually. Still, he was her first commitment as well and he meant more to her than he would ever know. He was always so good at arousing her, too good in fact. It was like all it took was a flick of his wrist and she was panting for breath, aching to climax.

His kisses and nips fell on all the right places as always and his fingers were pure magic between her legs. She couldn't help but shift against him and she could feel the bulge of him in the water. It felt good to know that he wanted her just as much as she wanted him. It gave her that slight ounce of power that she needed every time they were intimate, to remind her that she was indeed a woman and she did have some control in this. She turned at his gentle command, all the more eager to give him the same pleasures he had given her. She loved the feeling of him entering her and even more, the sounds he could made when it felt good was enough to make her want to do it again and again. She would do anything to hear those groans from his lips. It was pure ecstacy. Her lips couldn't get enough of him, his neck, his chest, whatever she could reach. She found his lips again and again, her tongue tangling with his, urgent as her movement increased, fishing for more of those groans.

She was slow at first, wanting to find all the right angles even while probably torturing him with the pace. Maybe it was a little payback for taking his fingers away too soon but even so, she wouldn't let him get out of this tub until they were both thoroughly satisfied. She moved against him fervently, aching for that release just as much as he was and when she felt him tightening, so too did her own body tighten in turn. They collapsed over the edge of bliss together and she cried out his name, her eyes closing as she pressed her forehead against his, her breathing still short and rapid as she sat on him. He gave her another soft kiss and she returned it, her brow raising at his remark about recovery before a laugh fell from her lips and she shook her head with a scoff.

"YOU ON THE OTHER HAND, ARE HOPELESS. NO AMOUNT OF RECOVERY COULD FIX THAT."

She reached up to tap his nose with her finger, her lips tugging into a teasing smirk. He started making slow circles on her skin and she eased her head back, relaxing as her eyes closed and a soft sigh of contentment left her lips. She loved his touch. He could be doing just about anything to her and it would feel good. Then he reached for the washcloth and started to wash her and she smiled, watching him with a mixture of adoration and amusement. She loved it when he babied her like this but she would admit it out loud. He asked about breakfast while he worked on her shoulders, telling her that he was really good at spreading and she gave him a simper.

"I BET YOU ARE. I GIVE YOU THE TITLE OF BEST SPREADER IN THE WORLD. TOAST SOUNDS AMAZING."

Her voice was indulging, like assuring a child that his drawing was the best in class. Once he was done washing her, she held out her hand, giving him a don't argue expression as her hand motioned for him to give her the rag. Once he did so, she did the same gesture for him, lathering the rag with soap before she gently moved it over his shoulder and down his back, taking her sweet time with his more tender areas lower down, wanting to show him the same attention he always gave her. She leaned forward, running her nose along his as she sighed softly and leaned her head on his shoulder. Her hands continued to wash him as she got together her courage to whisper.

"I DO....LOVE YOU. I'M SORRY I COULDN'T TELL YOU BEFORE. I DO THOUGH....I LOVE YOU, KOHL."

Finally she pulled back, stopping her movement for a moment to make sure he'd have to look at her so he'd be able to look into her eyes and see that she meant it. She meant every word.


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