Eva is the first of her kind, she has the powers of both the vampire and werewolf but none of their weaknesses. But Tatiana has forgotten that her mother was first and foremost a witch, with secrets and powers that her girls have yet to develop. Eva calls to the north, east, south and west winds, mixing a potion of chamomile, lavender and mandrake root, she chants her spell, a fragrant aroma floats in the air.
Oh mighty winds, lend me your power, north, east, south and west.
Take this aroma, to the wolfs den, deep into their packs nest.
Let them hear a sweet song, rock them to sleep.
And with the head of lord Randall, let me claim my keep.
Eva laughed a wicked laugh, for she knew that her spell was already working. So she walked up to the keep and through the gates with no problem. Up to the throne that once belonged to lord Randall and she took her seat. She waited patiently for all to wake. She eyed her riches and the sleeping fools that were not knowingly now under her rule.
Meanwhile at lord Alex’s keep, Jocelyn was in a deep sleep and she dreamed of someone with no face trying to take everything from her. This was a dream that she often had as a child but it never made much since to her because she really had nothing for anyone to take. Still this dream always left her with a feeling of great lost. Jocelyn woke in a cold sweat and she was in a bed that she did not recognize at first. She turned onto her side and found the most beautiful stranger at her side. Though she dreamed of him before, she still really knew nothing about him. He was tall compared to her 5 foot 6 inches in height, which is not really short for a women. He had waist length dark, raven black hair and the most beautiful features she had ever seen on a man.
Alex opened his eyes to find the beauty in his bed watching him. He smiled up at her and said “ Good morning:, even though it was night time. It was what he had always considered morning, for he never really cared for daytime hours and he functioned much better at night time. He could often venture out on foggy and overcast days but never in the full sun. Jocelyn, smiled back shyly and said “ Good morning” Alex thought this was odd, last night she had given herself freely to him with no inhibition but now she acts the shy virgin. Alex says “Surely you can greet me better then that, after all that we have shared last night.” And with that he kisses her and that is all that it took, she changed into the wild woman of last night.
The blood was flowing through veins and her heart was pounding, she wanted to feel the waves of pleasure she felt last night. Jocelyn let her hands explore all that she did not touch last night. She cupped his manhood and his kiss deepened, she then began to stroke him. He grew even larger, when she thought he could get no harder. He turned on his back bringing her on top of him. He slide inside her slick welcome folds, he sucked her breasts has he showed her how to rock back and forth. She soon caught rhythm, Alex thought that she had moaned but it sounded more like a low growl in her throat and when she came it sounded almost like a howl. Alex really did not care, he knew this woman was his beloved no matter her background. No matter what that feral presence was that he sensed in her.
Eva smiled, holding up the head of lord Randall, as everyone began to wake. She could feel the mixed emotions that went through the crowd. Surprise, shock, fear, anger and some did not even care, among this group there were many fickle folks. She could already sense many of the males and females alike scenting her out and she knew that her lover and enemies among the crowd would be many. Alas her sweet Tatiana has woken up.
Tatiana wandered into the great hall to see what all the whispering was about. She found her mother standing by the throne holding Randall’s head. The idiot could not even take care of a old woman, damn, all her plan gone to ruin. She wonders how much her mother really knows, if her mother asks she will deny all and put any blame at Randall’s feet. Tatiana says “Greeting mother”, coolly walking up and bowing to the new ruler of Primero de Lobos.
“Greetings, daughter“ and she smiles has she reads into her daughters mind. She can see the lies before she utters them and see all the deceit working its magic in her daughter. This is the one is to much like herself and she can read her tricks before the hand is dealt. Jocelyn on the other hand has always been an enigma to her, the spawn of herself and Randall but she is nothing like either of them. Eva decides to let Tatiana live for now and use her for her own means, Jocelyn has always had a weakness for that sisterly bond and surely Alex will have the same weakness for his own daughter, this is all working out rather well. Eva commands “Troops ready for battle, nightfall is upon us. We are still at war with Alex.” Her blood thirsty lot, howls to the moon, baring their teeth has they ready for battle. She smiles at her first in command, Demitri, a smile full of promises to come, has he leads the troops out. The hairs on the back of his neck stand up, has he howls, his blood pumps through his veins. He can smell her scent of passion and he can not wait to taste it. He can not wait to reap the rewards from this battle and the many battles to come.
To be continued………
A contest entry
- War Con't. (Part Four) by Riftkin.
600 points, ended October 17, 2008, 34 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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lol - this is such a great seies. Congrats all the way around. Can't wait to see how it ends.


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'Jocelyn let her hands explore all that she did not touch last night'
...turns me on...
Pretty interesting story...
supernatural element makes it so appealing...
Erotic kisses, honey!
Gal

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Congratulations on the gold, Rain, you deserve it for this mind boggling and absorbing story!
Brazos -
I wish to thank you for entering these contests. I am sorry, but the War has come to an end, please keep your eyes open as I will host, other types of challenges for those that liked my war contests.
Riftkin.

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Great storytelling!
It rivals my writes. You definitely show potential as a fantasy writer. I bare my fangs and howl in delight that I have read such a story.

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lovely story..could sit here all night and listen to
it's tale!
well done
flamesdragoness


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Eva, old but wise [is she my great-great or great-great-great grandmother] and full of trickery as well as her daughters are. I, the Lycan King, survive through the inheritance of some of her skills. May the story continue...
Good plot, deep drama, keep up on this one.
Brazos

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Lol what armour!
Poor Eva grounded before she can even lift the fighting equipment.
Lycans are used to through nets for capture.
Alpha or Omega will have to probe into this warrior new for old Eva lies in our dungeons groaning.
However such sweet innocent face: Think she could have been more dangerous with out the armour.

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two thumbs up!
i'm still addicted to this story line...but i ask one favor from you in return for my faithful reading...all i ask is that you read my story "Prologue" and tell me what you think in a comment...i'm trying to write a fantastic story like this one...so please return the favor...and your still putting up awesome pictures...blue dragon

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Hello!
two thumbs up?
Ah:
Both hands up in surrender to the lycans.
Congrates
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Darkness
Well I se the heat is on....and the battle is now in the back door...so to speak. Eva is a force no one should take lightly. Holding the head of Jocelyn father in her hand. Excellent tale of the Alpha.
This gows more intense, intresting with each verse...I am enjoying this wonderful imagery/fanasty you have created of the paranormal.......
novy
Dynamic Writing


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