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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

i wouldn't try if it belonged to you


Posted on August 01, 2018 by Damon Marcello
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He was no angel by any means and he had never claimed to be. In fact, if anything, he was the very opposite, the form of Lucifer himself. He was charming and deadly, the perfect package, or so he had told himself. He had made himself into this creature of habit so he could survive and more than that, thrive. And before Isolt, he never had a need to be anything but a predator. He ate when he was hungry (and sometimes, even when he wasn't), socialized when he was bored. He satisfied all his urges, including those of any warm (or in his case, cold) blooded man. No attachments, no need to even really socialize. He even told the truth even when it would just terrify the victims. In fact, he loved the smell of their fear. It only satisfied him more. He would tell them he was going to drain them dry and then tell them to ask him to do it. With his manipulative powers, he could make them do whatever he wanted. Why would he have need for anything else?

But Isolt changed all that. She was so innocent, so pure. And it had woken something inside him. He couldn't stop watching her when she was human. She was just so full of life. It was like she exuded it through her very pores. He was drunk on it, heady and light. He couldn't get enough of it. And then to find her turned and starving on the street. He still remembered that night like it was yesterday. It had done something to him, tugged at the heart he thought had gone still and cold a long long time ago. She was suddenly his reason for living, his reason for everything. So he couldn't let her go. It was like she was an addiction. He wanted to be around her, to talk to her, to listen to her, just to be in her very presence. It was soothing and breath taking all at the same time. It was like she breathed life into him that he thought he'd left behind a long time ago. Suddenly chasing her was all he could think about. Winning her was like a goal in life, but it wouldn't be enough. It never would. Cause then he would keep fighting to keep her.

He didn't really know what made her finally give in to his advances. They were so different, and he knew he didn't deserve her. He reminded himself of that every day. And standing here tonight with his arms around her, knowing she had said yes to his mother's ring and would be his wife some day, it made everything worth it and more. He knew she didn't want to die when she did. She didn't ask to be a vampire. Neither did he, but he'd accepted it and embraced it. It took her a little longer to do that and sometimes he wasn't even sure she'd gotten that far. But she surprised him every day with her strength and determination. She was so alive, even now in her undeath. He brought up the ceremony and she told him she could feel the love in the room. Plenty of snarky comments came to mind but he bit them back, not wanting to ruin the moment. He wanted to let her have her romance, her hearts and flowers. It was part of what made her her.

He smiled instead. "Yeah, yeah you could, my angel." He murmured. He looked down into her beautiful blue eyes, waiting for her to open up to him, to tell him what she was thinking. At first there was only silence and for a moment, he thought she might leave him wanting. But slowly she reached for his hands and brought them to her stomach. His brows furrowed in puzzlement at first, searching her gaze, questioning. And then she smiled, and it was like a light bulb going off, so brilliant and bright that he thought he might go blind. His own lips slowly tugged into an answering grin as his fingers started to caress her stomach, as if getting to know every inch of her all over again. His eyes blazed brilliantly as he searched once more, this time for confirmation. "Are you...? Is this real?" He whispered the words.

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