My Captor, My Tormentor, My Love
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Vampire › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
31
Views:
5,712
Reviews:
6
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Currently Reading:
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Category:
Vampire › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
31
Views:
5,712
Reviews:
6
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. All characters belong to Misty Moonlight and Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
My Captor, My Tormentor, My Love
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Before anyone asks I have Misty's permission to edit/fix up the story and re-upload it here (you can check if you like) I have just started editing so please be patient with me if chapters change or disappear! Everything here Belongs to Misty Moonlight.
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Title: My Captor, My Tormentor, My Love (formerly "When Two Worlds Collide")
Author: Misty Moonlight
Published: 08/15/2007
Editing: Brokenangelwings 07/02/09
Summary: While investigating mysterious disappearances at the new night club Dark Enchantment, Nick is kidnapped by a vampire. Vincent faces the challenge of taming his stubborn young captive. Who will win the battle?
Warnings: M/M, Slash, Oral, Anal, BDSM, Humil, NC, Slave, Spank, Toys, Viol, VS, Tort, Lang
Pairings: Eventual Vincent/Nicholas
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Nicholas Alexander Donovan: 23 years old, 5’8”, 135 lbs., slim and lithe with nice abs from working out and short shaggy dark brown hair with auburn highlights, large almond shaped blue eyes with long thick black eyelashes. Nicely tanned honey gold skin with high cheekbones and a huge dimple in his left cheek. He has a beautiful girlfriend, an important job, and everything going for him. Unfortunately, Nick is unaware of the dark changes that are about to affect his life forever and spiral it out of control.
Vincent Morgan Saint-Leclaire: Vampire, 208 years old, 6’4” 200 lbs, tall, broad-shouldered, muscular, shoulder length blond hair, silver eyes. Has a very volatile temper, which he has never learned to control even during his long existence. He has been living in self-imposed exile until recently. What will happen when he finally meets the one person he has been waiting an entire lifetime for?
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Prologue: The Beginning
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“Hey Nick, how about you and Jenna getting together with us this weekend at the lake?” Sean called across the room to his best friend and law-enforcement partner, who was just leaving the Captain’s office after a short briefing on their last case.
Nick’s large bright blue almond shaped eyes looked into the twinkling brown eyes of his friend. They grew up together in a tough neighbour, quickly becoming friends. Sean was the protective older brother Nick never had, and even though there was just 4 years between them, Sean still liked to be his older brother to him.
Nick had joined the Special Elite Drug Force Unit (or S.E.D.F) of the East Kensington Police Department when he was 18. That was four years ago after his parents had been brutally murdered by a psychopathic drug user he never wanted anyone to lean the pain he felt over their deaths.
“Sounds good to me but I will have to check with Jen just to make sure she doesn’t have anything else planned.” He answered back as he sat down at his desk across from Sean.
Sean looked over at Nick and remembered when they first met all those years ago. Nick’s parents had bought the house next to Sean’s and the two boys had become friends right away. Nick had liked to followed Sean around, kinda of like a shadow or a puppy. He always looked up to his “older Brother” and they had remained steadfast in their friendship throughout the years. Not only where they friends but now partners and they backed each other up. Their job and lives depended on each other and they worked so closely together that it seemed they could read each others mind just by eye contact alone. This connection they shared had saved their lives more than once during the many dangerous situations they found themselves in. He was proud of Nick, and all he had accomplished, he worked hard to get where he was at in the Department and deserved the respect that came with it.
Nick had earned the rank of Sergeant in just 4 years by his hard work and determination. Sean and the others respected him for that and would follow Nick to the brinks of hell and back without question. They worked the grave yard shift at the station; their team consisted of six fully qualified men, hand picked and chosen by Nick himself.
“Hey kiddo, what’s on the drug war agenda for the rest of the week?” Sean asked.
“Captain Douglas wants our team to stake out that new club that recently opened in the city called Dark Enchantment.” Nick answered before continuing. “It’s only been open for the last six months but already it’s heavy in drug trafficking and disappearances. Apparently, bodies have suddenly been popping up all over the city and the morgue is getting overloaded and running out of space to hold them. It’s strange, but everyone that turns up dead seem to be drug dealers, their henchmen and some addicts.”
“Well, I can’t say that I am sorry for that.” Sean replied. “Whoever is doing this, they are doing the city and the Department a big favour.”
Nick raised one of his thin eyebrows at Sean’s comment but knew it was said with no malice intended. The rate of young kids dying from drug overdoses on the streets was at an all time high. He couldn’t blame Sean for feeling anger towards the drug lords and they’re cronies. He felt the same way, especially after the senseless and brutal slaying for his family by one of these monsters.
He glanced down at the picture on his desk of Jenna. She was 21 years old with red-haired and green-eyed and he loved her with all his heart. They were planning on getting married in 5 years after they had saved up some money and she finished her veterinarian education.
“When does he want us to start?” Sean asked. Silently hoping that they could have a short break before returning to the gruelling tasks the team lived with on a daily basis.
Nick looked up from his desk which was covered with an overload of paperwork. “Tonight.” he answered.
TBC
Before anyone asks I have Misty's permission to edit/fix up the story and re-upload it here (you can check if you like) I have just started editing so please be patient with me if chapters change or disappear! Everything here Belongs to Misty Moonlight.
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Title: My Captor, My Tormentor, My Love (formerly "When Two Worlds Collide")
Author: Misty Moonlight
Published: 08/15/2007
Editing: Brokenangelwings 07/02/09
Summary: While investigating mysterious disappearances at the new night club Dark Enchantment, Nick is kidnapped by a vampire. Vincent faces the challenge of taming his stubborn young captive. Who will win the battle?
Warnings: M/M, Slash, Oral, Anal, BDSM, Humil, NC, Slave, Spank, Toys, Viol, VS, Tort, Lang
Pairings: Eventual Vincent/Nicholas
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Nicholas Alexander Donovan: 23 years old, 5’8”, 135 lbs., slim and lithe with nice abs from working out and short shaggy dark brown hair with auburn highlights, large almond shaped blue eyes with long thick black eyelashes. Nicely tanned honey gold skin with high cheekbones and a huge dimple in his left cheek. He has a beautiful girlfriend, an important job, and everything going for him. Unfortunately, Nick is unaware of the dark changes that are about to affect his life forever and spiral it out of control.
Vincent Morgan Saint-Leclaire: Vampire, 208 years old, 6’4” 200 lbs, tall, broad-shouldered, muscular, shoulder length blond hair, silver eyes. Has a very volatile temper, which he has never learned to control even during his long existence. He has been living in self-imposed exile until recently. What will happen when he finally meets the one person he has been waiting an entire lifetime for?
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Prologue: The Beginning
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“Hey Nick, how about you and Jenna getting together with us this weekend at the lake?” Sean called across the room to his best friend and law-enforcement partner, who was just leaving the Captain’s office after a short briefing on their last case.
Nick’s large bright blue almond shaped eyes looked into the twinkling brown eyes of his friend. They grew up together in a tough neighbour, quickly becoming friends. Sean was the protective older brother Nick never had, and even though there was just 4 years between them, Sean still liked to be his older brother to him.
Nick had joined the Special Elite Drug Force Unit (or S.E.D.F) of the East Kensington Police Department when he was 18. That was four years ago after his parents had been brutally murdered by a psychopathic drug user he never wanted anyone to lean the pain he felt over their deaths.
“Sounds good to me but I will have to check with Jen just to make sure she doesn’t have anything else planned.” He answered back as he sat down at his desk across from Sean.
Sean looked over at Nick and remembered when they first met all those years ago. Nick’s parents had bought the house next to Sean’s and the two boys had become friends right away. Nick had liked to followed Sean around, kinda of like a shadow or a puppy. He always looked up to his “older Brother” and they had remained steadfast in their friendship throughout the years. Not only where they friends but now partners and they backed each other up. Their job and lives depended on each other and they worked so closely together that it seemed they could read each others mind just by eye contact alone. This connection they shared had saved their lives more than once during the many dangerous situations they found themselves in. He was proud of Nick, and all he had accomplished, he worked hard to get where he was at in the Department and deserved the respect that came with it.
Nick had earned the rank of Sergeant in just 4 years by his hard work and determination. Sean and the others respected him for that and would follow Nick to the brinks of hell and back without question. They worked the grave yard shift at the station; their team consisted of six fully qualified men, hand picked and chosen by Nick himself.
“Hey kiddo, what’s on the drug war agenda for the rest of the week?” Sean asked.
“Captain Douglas wants our team to stake out that new club that recently opened in the city called Dark Enchantment.” Nick answered before continuing. “It’s only been open for the last six months but already it’s heavy in drug trafficking and disappearances. Apparently, bodies have suddenly been popping up all over the city and the morgue is getting overloaded and running out of space to hold them. It’s strange, but everyone that turns up dead seem to be drug dealers, their henchmen and some addicts.”
“Well, I can’t say that I am sorry for that.” Sean replied. “Whoever is doing this, they are doing the city and the Department a big favour.”
Nick raised one of his thin eyebrows at Sean’s comment but knew it was said with no malice intended. The rate of young kids dying from drug overdoses on the streets was at an all time high. He couldn’t blame Sean for feeling anger towards the drug lords and they’re cronies. He felt the same way, especially after the senseless and brutal slaying for his family by one of these monsters.
He glanced down at the picture on his desk of Jenna. She was 21 years old with red-haired and green-eyed and he loved her with all his heart. They were planning on getting married in 5 years after they had saved up some money and she finished her veterinarian education.
“When does he want us to start?” Sean asked. Silently hoping that they could have a short break before returning to the gruelling tasks the team lived with on a daily basis.
Nick looked up from his desk which was covered with an overload of paperwork. “Tonight.” he answered.
TBC