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.
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.
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'.
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.
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Posted on November 28, 2019 by amelia marek
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The coolness of the room engulfed them, but Amelia only let it affect her for a moment. She knew Troy was close and no doubt the sudden break of contact would cause him to groan in absolute frustration. But before he could protest, she knelt before him, taking him between her lips. She kissed him softly before her hand began to do the work, driving him closer to his own peak. And just when she knew he was on the edge with the friction her hand was causing, she extended her fangs as she bit down on his groin, fangs piercing the artery there. She tasted the sweetness of his blood and it was almost too much for her. But she stopped, licking the wound clean as it healed over himself. And when he too had come down from his own high, she smiled up at him as she began to lick away the evidence. She took her time, letting her tongue tease him more.
And when the evidence was cleaned up, she stood up and kissed him deeply, letting him taste the saltiness on her lips. She allowed the kiss to linger for a moment, knowing that if she did not back off now, they would never leave this room. "I love you, Troy." Words were soft as she stepped away from him, reaching down to gather his own clothes and tossing them in his direction. She walked across the room to grab a silk robe, wrapping it around herself.