East

The east side of the city is the very heart of Sacrosanct - it's unique skyline is a clash between modern sky rises and small Victorian-inspired storefronts. In the heart of downtown, the sleek colored glass buildings reign supreme though their old-world roots can be seen in the most peculiar places from the lamp post styled electric street light to the stone sidewalks. The old world architecture slowly returns the further from downtown you travel, however. It's here that magic thrives, it hums in every stone and can be felt in every breath. Often, newcomers to the city may become overwhelmed by such sensations but, eventually, it becomes an ever-present feeling that's hardly noticed.

What You'll Find Here

City Creek Center
Dark Hunter Department
Inner Sanctum
Red on the Water
Starlight Tower

City Creek Center

The City Creek Center is an upscale open-air shopping center centered in the heart of downtown Sacrosanct. With its numerous fountains, foliage-lined walkways, and bubbling streams, City Creek Center offers three blocks of chic boutiques, delicious dining, and the newest showrooms.

Dark Hunter Department

The City of Sacrosanct's Dark Hunter Department's primary concern is the safety of all of Sacrosanct's residences. Their public safety responsibilities include code enforcement and supernatural crime prevention. The Sacrosanct Dark Hunter's Department follows the directions of the International Dark Hunter Council and serves as a local point of contact for any Dark Hunters working within the Council's ranks.

Inner Sanctum

The Inner Sanctum is an independently's owned specialty coffee company and cafe with a singular focus: quality. A hidden gem on the side streets of the busy downtown, the Inner Sanctum source's the world's finest beans and local treats. From it's delectable pastries to the exquisite latte art, the Inner Sanctum is dedicated to both its craft and the customer's experience. With beans roasted in house and every cup prepared by the best baristas, you will never be disappointed at the Inner Sanctum.

Owner Alexander Macedonia

Barista Alexis Wilde

Red on the Water

Nestled in a pleasant alcove that is but a stone's throw away from the dazzling labyrinth of downtown, Red on the Water is a spectacle in its own right. Renovated in the style of a classic Irish pub with a dash of modern flair befitting the city that boasts it, this up-and-coming venue is the perfect place to snag an impeccably prepared home-cooked meal and enjoy the city's most impressive collection of brews from Ireland and beyond. You and your guests are sure to be mesmerized and invigorated by the energetic offerings of the live Celtic band to be found here every weekend.
Home of: Elysium

Owner Isolt Marcello

Co-Owner Damon Marcello
Waitress Yumi Chizue

Starlight Tower

With one hundred floors and a 125-foot spire, the Starlight Tower rises high above the Sacrosanct skyline. More than just a landmark, the Starlight Tower offers a unique mix of restaurants, shops, and offices spaced throughout the building. Organized into nine verticle zones, each of which features a sky lobby and a light-filled garden atrium which merge the upscale interior with a faux landscaped exterior setting.

What You'll Find Here

Crash Choir Records
Pentagram
Ellington Enterprise

i hope you'll be here when i need you the most


Posted on August 05, 2016 by isolt griffin
East

isolt griffin

I'm more alive than I've ever been

Hesitation mars the seamless dance that is her intent to peel every last stitch of clothing from his finely-muscled frame, delicate fingers poised to rid him of the denim obstacle and yet... she grows still, her advances halted. It is not hesitation born of a lack of decisiveness, the young woman already plainly eager to sate the erotic leviathan that had heretofore merely existed as a purring beast stowed away deep within her most private self. No, rather she hesitates out of sheer disbelief that her hands rest upon him at all; in the tumultuous aftermath of his disappearance Isolt had doubted with some grand measure of harrowing certainty that she would ever feel him, in any fashion, again.

And yet here he was, as darkly handsome and alluring as ever he had been, nearly all of him (metaphorical and otherwise) bared and hers for the taking should she desire it. And desire it she most certainly did, evidenced doubtlessly by the manner in which her hands slip easily beyond the fitted denim waistband and past the softer fabric of his boxers to draw both garments down and away from the flesh she hungered for as ravenously as she had hungered for any that had come before him. Her fingers skate teasingly against the more intimate portions of his anatomy as the redheaded siren rights herself once more, only to be taken quite by surprise as Damon lifts her from her feet in one swift, agile movement to place her upon the polished oak of his desk.

For a time she is capable of naught more than merely clinging to the desk's sloped edge for want of any other employ for them; the sensation of her lover's lips, his hands, his fangs as they each indulge her with their respective caresses a nearly intoxicating thing. Every touch, every nip, every teasingly lascivious touch stoking the conflagration of desire that froths shamelessly from every pore. The firey crown of her head is thrown back, gossamer tendrils a waterfall of copper against the desk's wooden plateau, another desparate moan humming from cherry lips. Slowly Isolt moves her legs to encircle her lover's hips, seeking to coax him towards her as her hands wrap tightly about his traveling ones, She pleads for him without having to so much as breathe a word of her desires, instead allowing the sensuous curves of her feminine anatomy translate her wants to her partner. She was, and perhaps she always had been, his for the taking.


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