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 want to lift you into the light that you deserve


Posted on November 26, 2017 by isolt griffin
East

isolt griffin

I'm more alive than I've ever been


Whether it is more pleasure or punishment she seeks from him on this night is uncertain, the weighted trays presumably level at this point as the immeasurable silkiness of her mouth works its tantric magic on her lover's body. The growl of her name upon his lips and the caress of his fingertips as they slide so easily within her mess of auburn curls act as her reward, affirmation that her control over him is absolute. She could bring him to his knees, she was certain, if the desire to do so were to move her, for in his bed Isolt had blossomed into a casanova of sorts. She had come to display a level of sexual prowess that had been unexplored and hardly considered during her mortal life... and of this she would remind him tonight. Tonight he would be reminded, repeatedly, of what it was that he had left behind. What it was she was capable of doing to him and for him.

Her command is issued plainly, and to Isolt's tremendous glee does her lover comply in as swift and sleek a manner as she had anticipated, her body landing gently upon the coolness of her duvet in one fleeting moment. A soft gasp whispers from the flame-crowned woman's parted lips as Damon folds the sweater she wears up above her eyes, shielding the lascivious glances she had heretowith been tormenting him with. Moments later, though, she is met with the coolness of the room as her garments are removed one after the other, the erotic caresses of his hands and mouth a nearly crippling thing for the time it had been since last he had laid his hands on her. Isolt arches her body skywards, pressing the decadent flesh of her breasts into the cups of his palms as if to entice him still further. But as his lips descend, threatening to lay their caresses to the nucleus of her body's carnal heat, Isolt bursts into action to reclaim her control over the evening's activities. To restablish that it is she who will decide the timing and trajectory by which they would find their nirvana.

The thud of the discarded sweater as it lands in a haphazard heap upon the floor comes after she has already flipped her partner, hovering atop him, her hands binding his wrists above his head. The sumptuous, exposed curves of her body hover in agonizingly close proximity to his bare flesh, taut coils of muscle rippling just beneath the pallor of her skin. "Not tonight, it isn't. I have been patient long enough," she hisses into his ear, tongue and teeth nibbling coyly upon the plushness of his earlobe as Isolt repositions her legs so that she may straddle him. A single hand abandons its duty to restrain him, presuming that he would not dare lay his hands upon her until given pass to do so, descending to coil about his tumescent flesh. Isolt positions herself over him, leaning once more to brush her lips against his ear to ask of him one final query as her body dips to meet his, a ragged gasp wracking her body as he fills her.

"Did you miss me?"

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