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    The North

    Within the Northern vicinity of the city the wealthy gather behind meticulously trimmed hedges and high class victorian architecture. The streets are paved with stone, the buildings are made of brick, and the storefronts are brightly lit and inviting. In the North every establishment is made to cater to the rich and the wealthy. Many such places are used to the sometimes peculiar requests of the otherworldly but here there is little that money cannot buy - weather it be illegal or merely looking the other way. Vampires and Dark Hunters are often found upon these Northern streets, their long lives often contributing to their sizable wealth which allow them the luxuries that the North provides.

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    St. Pancras Station

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    St. Pancras Station

    A historical train station renovated in to a luxury resort-style country club that unites Victorian elegance with contemporary style. Relax in the full-service spa featuring spa treatments, saunas, spa pools with hydro therapy & aqua bar, and relaxation lounges. The club offers many dining and entertainment options including Seven Sisters Lounge, Victoria Bistro, Barlow Gastropub and the formal St. Pancras restaurant as well as boutique shopping and event halls. Join The Chambers Club for a more exclusive entertainment experience.

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    The VooDoo Room

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    The VooDoo Room

    The Voodoo Room is an award winning bar that aims to provide an eclectic and exotic atmosphere. The bar is filled with intoxicating liquors and a voodoo vibe to keep you coming back. Their mixologists meet the highest standards with our fantastical themed selections of cocktails and specials.

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    The Witchery

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    The Witchery

    Dark, gothic, and throughly theatrical, the Witchery is a place to indulge yourself with it's fabulously lavish suites. Whatever room you choose, you'll find glamor, indulgence and luxury. The suites you have to choose from are: the Vestry, Sempill, the Old Rectory, the Library, the Turret, Heriot, Guardsroom, Armory.

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you bring out my wild side97.85.195.48Posted On August 14, 2016 at 2:51 PM by Edith Graham


“Come on, come with me?” She begged, sitting down on the edge of her bed in an attempt to get her boyfriend to crawl out of it and get dressed. She was restless, desiring nothing short of a night out of the pack house. She knew, deep down, that Kato was far too much of a homebody to get up and go to a club with her. She did know that, even if she hated to admit it. She wanted eyes on her. Wanted that feeling of the music bursting in her chest. The feel of bodies pressed against hers as she drank her way to a good time. Still, she wanted him to come with her. She hadn’t danced with him since that night in Africa at the bonfire, and she had enjoyed that moment so much. She had to admit that she was ridiculously annoyed when he refused, and hardly spoke to him at all as she’d continued to get dressed. He was her boyfriend, and yet he adamantly refused to be seen with her.

So she dressed herself in something she hoped would coax him out of the bed. The low cut tank showed off her cleavage well, and the shorts she paired with it barely came past her ass. It exposed the amount of skin she knew would drive him nuts, and still he insisted on her staying home instead of going out. No, she wanted to be seen tonight. “Fine, I’ll go without you.” She’d eventually muttered, throwing on a pair of heels and her leather jacket before she left the house, brushing right past Frost and the rest of her pack before she loaded herself in a taxi. She knew the best clubs were in the Northern part of town, and that’s where she directed the driver.

The club she chose was one of the nicer ones in town, one that she’d visited once before and had found the vampire that she’d flirted with for the evening. She still remembered that night with nothing but fondness. It was that memory alone that had her picking that club. Handing a wad of bills to the taxi driver, the brunette got out of the taxi and walked right up to the bouncer. She waited patiently as he checked her ID before she brushed into the club. Ah, the thumping of the music in her chest was enough to make her feel at home.

Truly, she wanted to pull herself to the dance floor immediately and get lost in it, but she knew it would be so much better with the alcohol in her system. It was that alone that had her heading straight to the bar, pushing her way to the front before she ordered her drink. She handed her card over to the bartender. “Open a tab,” She commented before she moved to take her drink, leaning against the bar next to the blonde woman. Truly, she hardly paid attention to the woman. After all, her attention was more on the boys in the club than the girls.

If her boyfriend wouldn’t pay attention to her, she’d get attention somehow.


Edith Graham



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