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Gaia
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Category:
Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
719
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Gaia
"Lillith, that name destroys everything it touches. It destroyed my father and now it slowly destroys me. I am Gaia, and Lillith is... was my mother. THe story with Lillith was she was the first of our kind, the first to become a Vampyre. I am a full blooded, true to word Vampire. My mother turned my father, and then they had me though that was many many years later. Even though my mother still had her lovers, she loved my father like there was no tomorrow.
My father was the best man that could have ever possibly been alive before he was turned. Lillith destroyed his mind, change dhim to the point where there was no going back. Before my mother he had a wife and seven children and then Lillith took him and destroyed him, broke him till he couldn't heal himself, not even by the fact of me...
Lillith was turned many many years before this Jesus Christ came into being. Hell the bastard and I were born on the same damn day and you don't see my people throwing a party for me now do you?..." Gaia set down the pen and blew on her freshly written words.
"Lillith, my mother and tormenter..." she whispered softly before shaking her head and closing the book. "Always that and more."
Standing up, she pushed aside the train of her black silk nightgown and walked up the steps that lead to her bed and stood in the center of her room, on a pedistal of sorts. The four-poster bed was bedecked in everything black and purple velvet, from the pillows to the hangings. Unlike her mother, se was a bit afraid of the light. She had seen what it had done to her father after a few million years of exposure everytime feeding came around.
Pulling out a drawer from her nightstand she placed her large, 'book of shadows' into it's hidding spot beneath the peice of wood that covered the hallow in the drawer, then closed and locked it.
Lillith could never read what she had written in there or there would be hell to pay. Her life for the survival of the man she menctioned in her 'book of shadows'.
Gaia could still recall his face. His strong muscular jaw, the deep cobalt green eyes of his people, his long forest green hair (dyed of course), but still oh so sexy. Everything about him screamed SEX!
My father was the best man that could have ever possibly been alive before he was turned. Lillith destroyed his mind, change dhim to the point where there was no going back. Before my mother he had a wife and seven children and then Lillith took him and destroyed him, broke him till he couldn't heal himself, not even by the fact of me...
Lillith was turned many many years before this Jesus Christ came into being. Hell the bastard and I were born on the same damn day and you don't see my people throwing a party for me now do you?..." Gaia set down the pen and blew on her freshly written words.
"Lillith, my mother and tormenter..." she whispered softly before shaking her head and closing the book. "Always that and more."
Standing up, she pushed aside the train of her black silk nightgown and walked up the steps that lead to her bed and stood in the center of her room, on a pedistal of sorts. The four-poster bed was bedecked in everything black and purple velvet, from the pillows to the hangings. Unlike her mother, se was a bit afraid of the light. She had seen what it had done to her father after a few million years of exposure everytime feeding came around.
Pulling out a drawer from her nightstand she placed her large, 'book of shadows' into it's hidding spot beneath the peice of wood that covered the hallow in the drawer, then closed and locked it.
Lillith could never read what she had written in there or there would be hell to pay. Her life for the survival of the man she menctioned in her 'book of shadows'.
Gaia could still recall his face. His strong muscular jaw, the deep cobalt green eyes of his people, his long forest green hair (dyed of course), but still oh so sexy. Everything about him screamed SEX!