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.

you make me whole


Posted on July 15, 2019 by Taylor Dixon
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He happily hummed along to the tune playing on the radio as he pulled into Adelaide's driveway. The Harley hummed just as majestically beneath him and though it was hard to hear the radio sometimes over the wind, he still liked having something playing in his ears when he rode, especially alone. He was usually too alone in his own thoughts to do much more than hum along to the songs, anyway, his mind too preoccupied with a certain brunette most of the time. He wouldn't have it any other way, though. She was the goddess in his dreams and the enchantress in his waking moments, always putting him right back under her spell, whether she crossed his sight or just his thoughts. He craved her like nothing else, always hungry for more.

That trip was the best time of his life, spending all his time with her. He felt empty every time she wasn't in his arms and always ached for her to be right back in them. His lips tingled for her kiss and his eyes searched for her silhouette with a vengeance. But it would only be a matter of moments now before he at least got to see her. He knew Townsend had left him plenty to do in the yard, probably mostly to keep him out of Adelaide's company, he was sure, but he didn't mind the work. He was a hard worker and he wanted Townsend to like him. All he craved was one little sight of her before he set himself to the task at hand. He turned off the Harley and parked it before heading to the door. He knocked politely before opening it, knowing Adelaide had told him he could just come in but he wanted to let her know someone was here first cause it felt like the gentlemanly thing to do.

He saw the dogs and smirked, holding out treats, knowing that at least Reginald would come to get it. He was still working on Rose, after all. Petting his favorite dog, he wandered slowly into the kitchen, his nose up. "Mmm, that smells delicious, whatcha coo-..." His voice trailed off as he stopped in the doorway, his eyes widening as he sucked in his breath. She was wearing a lacy nightgown that did wonders for his eyesight...and his manhood. He felt his skin tingling with a new kind of aching as he bit his lip and cleared his throat. "Well...I hope you weren't expecting anyone else for breakfast or I might get jealous. It should be illegal for you to look like that. In fact, I'm pretty sure, it is." His lips twitched as he went around to the bar and leaned across it so he could look her up and down.

A whistle left his lips. "Well, my appetite might be out the window at this point. Hope you didn't cook a lot." He teased. He could never not eat. Didn't meant he couldn't be hungry for more than just food, though.


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