| Forbidden Nights-Part 1 |
| Journal Entry – September 20, 2001 Last night was possibly one of the most memorable experiences I have had trapped eternally on this earth for the past 100 years. I knew that when I had agreed to buy my nightclub “Tabu” in Toronto, it would introduce me to a brand new culture that I had not experienced before. The city and location of the club was easy to choose, Toronto is a city of open-minded, adventurous souls all yearning to find their niche, their place in society. Although my ultimate goal of starting the club was to find the chosen one, my eternal companion, I couldn’t resist the fresh blood that entered the club every night. Many nights I would walk through the crowd, the music pounding through my body as I sorted through the nameless faces, selectively choosing my prey. I enjoyed feeding every night, yet there were certain experiences I wanted to share, such as traveling, discovering new blood, and basically sharing the forbidden nights with someone else. I was sitting in my room overlooking the club, watching the men and women dancing, drinking and enjoying themselves when I turned to the door and there he was. He was tall with a tanned complexion, dark hair tied back in a ponytail, and a beautiful yet masculine face that demanded attention. I did not waste time in beckoning one my workers to bring him to me. Minutes seemed like hours as I followed him walking through the crowd and up the steps to the candlelit layer. I could hear his footsteps becoming louder and louder as he approached the door. He opened the door, allowing the music to blare through the room, and entered. I was only inches away from him, smelling his sweet yet masculine scent as I moved closer to him without him even realizing. He did not speak a word as I closed the space; my face directly in front of his, our mouths only inches apart. The candlelight flickered in his green eyes as I spoke “ Your name?” “Kevin” he responded, his deep voice encouraging my already incredible need. I placed my hand on the back of his neck, grabbing some of the ponytail as I slowly tipped his head to the side. I could feel his heavy breath on my face as I looked back again into those haunting eyes. “Alex” I whispered before placing my lips on his neck. He moaned as my tongue prepared the skin, inviting the blood to the surface. I felt his hand on the back of my head almost begging me to continue. Opening my mouth wide, my teeth pierced the sensitive skin. I sucked sensuously, deeply as his hot blood coursed through my body. His moans grew louder and louder, finally signaling me to stop, remembering why I had chosen him. I led him to the nearby couch, placed him on his back and spoke to his drained body softly “Drink and be mine.” His eyes flickered open as I offered my now bleeding wrist to him. He placed his strong hands firmly on my arm and commenced our new life together. -Alex |