Sacrosanct contains four distinct neighborhoods, each with their own specific kind of houses and residents. Explore our districts, view lists of our citizens and enjoy our block parties!

What You'll Find Here

Anacosta Heights
Dupont Circle
Hawethorn Village
River Dale

Anacosta Heights

Situated above the daily life of the city, Anacosta Heights is a tucked away suburb featuring extravagant neo-gothic inspired mansions. The inhabitants of this neighborhood often show their overwhelming wealth with sports cars lining their long, circular driveways, large pools, and manicured gardens. The homeowners of Anacosta Heights treasure their privacy as seen by the high iron gates to the security personnel present at every entrance.

Dupont Circle

Dupont Circle is a small suburban neighborhood settled within the serene portion of the southern portion of town. These four-bedroom, single-family homes feature back yards, porches, garages, and far more breathing space then the Village offers. This neighborhood often is more family orientated and even has organized events for children and the neighborhood as a whole.

Hawethorn Village

Settled in the middle of downtown, Hawthorn Village consists of several victorian inspired row houses just off the main street. Due to it's convenience to just about everything, the village can be a tad expensive to live within. However, the residents of this neighborhood often have two to three-story townhouses, often with a one to two-car garage. Many of the houses feature bay windows and/or rooftop terraces with a small fenced-in 'yard'.

River Dale

River Dale primarily consists of apartments that, despite their age and industrial appearing interior, still hold to the Victorian history that permeates the town. These apartments are often the cheapest option and sport scuffed, older wooden floors, open floor plans, visible beams, and the occasional brick wall.

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Posted on October 29, 2018 by Troy Marks
Residences

Amelia knew all the right buttons to push and he loved it. She was the only thing he could think about. He didn't see how he could ever want anyone else the way he wanted her, all the time. It was a never ending cycle. He could masturbate to her image and be hard again for her within seconds. It was a cruel but blissful curse he'd found himself in. He couldn't even think straight enough to think up a way to tease her in turn. He could barely function when he was this worked up. She giggled like she was truly enjoying himself and he couldn't help but smirk. That laugh could stop his heart every time. She told him he enjoyed it and his voice came out in a gravelly tone. "Every minute." His eyes darkened with lust and need as he watched her. The way she reacted to his blood was enough to make his dick twitch. He loved seeing the look in her eyes when she wanted him, even if it was just because his blood was an addiction to her.

He knew she was probably still in desperate need of blood but oh, the things it did to him when she drank from him. He craved it almost as much as she craved his blood. She bent over in front of him and he groaned. Her ass was perfect in every way. And it was all his. As she turned toward him, she gave him a smirk that said she knew exactly what she was doing. He watched her, his eyes practically begging for mercy by this time as she walked toward him. When she got to him, she leaned in and he met her lips with his own, matching her hunger with his own. His teeth grazed her bottom lip as his tongue plunged into her mouth. as her hand touched his erection through the towel, he groaned into her mouth, deepening the kiss even more. She said it would be a lovely death and he couldn't help but chuckle. "Only because of the angel touching me."

She laughed but then she stopped touching him and he groaned again. "Have mercy, my love." He watched as she went to the mirror, looking at the wound. It didn't look very good at all but he was sure with some blood, it would heal right up. She took the towel out of her luscious hair and started brushing it before she picked up the blow dryer. He came up behind her, his hands trailing up her waist. He let his fingers run through her hair, leaning his head down to brush his lips across her neck. She asked about his plans and he chuckled even as he nipped at the tender flesh right behind her ear. "Ravishing you, for one." He whispered. He wouldn't be able to think about much else until after that.


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