North

Within the Northern vicinity of the city, the wealthy gather behind meticulously trimmed hedges and high-class architecture. The pristine streets are paved with stone and the storefronts are brightly lit and inviting - for the right clientele. In the North, every establishment is eager 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 - whether it happens to be illegal or merely involves 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 allows them the luxuries that the North provides.

What You'll Find Here

Eternity
The VooDoo Room
The Witchery

Eternity

The newly opened Eternity is an expensive fine dining restaurant nestled high upon the hills of the North - providing it a breathtaking view of the city below. The award-winning chefs at Eternity collaborate directly with local farmers and producers to source the freshest ingredients for its ever-changing menu. The staff at Eternity pride themselves on serving each customer's unique dietary needs - from the vampiric to the mortal races. Reservations are strongly encouraged as Eternity is frequently booked to capacity.

The VooDoo Room

Located in the heart of the North, the Voodoo Room is the spirits lover's destination of choice in Sacrosanct. The Voodoo room is a craft cocktail bar that aims to provide an eclectic and exotic atmosphere. Nestled among the William Morris wallpaper, gold, and wood, you will find a new kind of neighborhood cocktail bar. One where hospitality and skill work in concert. With intoxicating liquors and a voodoo vibe, the Voodoo room will keep you coming back for more. Guided by the mantra of providing a one of a kind, high-end experience, the Voodoo Room's mixologists meet the highest standards with a fantastically themed selection of cocktails and specials.

The Witchery

Dark, Gothic, and thoroughly theatrical, the Witchery is a place to indulge yourself with it's lavish, theatrical suites. Whatever room you choose, you'll find glamor, indulgence, and luxury. From the Vestry to the Library and the Armory, the suites of the Witchery are nothing short of sensually romantic. A stay at the Witchery is not complete without dining in the rich baroque surroundings of the original oak-paneled hotel or among the elegant candle-lit charms of the Secret Garden. Whether you stay or dine, The Witchery is an unforgettably magical experience.

with what we throw away


Posted on December 24, 2016 by amelia marek
North



Their playful banters continues until they arrive at Amelia's home. She likes the playfulness and it makes her feel young again, even though she has centuries of years on her. It's a fun distraction and she welcomes anything that cuts through the mundaneness of her life...not that her life was boring, but sometimes she just needed to cut loose with someone. Troy seemed to be the perfect one to do that with.

She pours herself a glass of her finest brandy and asks what he will have in return. He states that beside wanting her, he'll have a glass of brandy as well. She pours him one, handing it to him before she takes a sip, enjoying it's smoothness as it goes down. "In answer to your earlier question, I can drink quite a bit. Alcohol doesn't have that much of an effect on me." She takes another sip.

Eyes watch him as he comes around the bar to join her, placing both their glasses of brandy on the bar. He speaks and she can't help but smirk. She knows the effect she has on him and truthfully, he doesn't have to be a gentleman about it. She doesn't need a large amount of romance to get her going...at least not tonight.

His lips touch hers and she welcomes the kiss, pushing her body into his as he holds her close. When his tongue teases her lips, she opens them willingly, allowing him to kiss her passionately. But soon, she breaks the kiss, her hand resting on his check as she began to kiss along his jaw. She playfully nips (but does not draw any blood) behind his earlobe before her kisses run further south along his major blood vessel in his neck: his jugular. She can sense his pulse beneath her lips and knows it's increasing as she begins to turn him on. She can smell the sweet, intoxicating aroma of his fairy blood and she cannot deny that it's tempting. But she maintains her composure, lisp caressing back up his neck to fuse with his own. Yes, my darling vampire has immense self control, even when aroused.

She breaks the kiss, grabbing his hand and leading him from the parlor. While she didn't make fucking on the bar, she figured they would be a little more comfortable in her bedroom. She leads him through the house and down a back hallway until they reach her bedroom. She opens the French doors and steps inside, fully expecting him to close the doors on his way in. The room is dimly lit with a warm fire, keeping the room toasty and warm. While his back is to her, she unclips the clasps on her dress and allows the material to fall on the floor revealing absolutely nothing underneath. Kicking the dress aside, she stands there waiting for him to turn around. The fire against her naked body almost makes her glow. She is a picture of beauty.




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