South

The southern part of the city has a chic family-oriented sort of charm to it. Here, small locally owned shops run rampant, neighbors often know each other by name, and the monthly socials are an event not to be missed. In the South, children can often be seen safely playing in the park or on sidewalks and in the weekends, families often take to the beach to enjoy the warm waters surrounding the city.

What You'll Find Here

Ascension Center of Equitation
Hyde Park
Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium
The Outskirts
The University of Sacrosanct

Ascension Center of Equitation

The Ascension Center of Equitation is the epicenter of the Dark Hunter Cavalry Unit. Originally a high-class facility for show-jumping, Ascension now caters entirely to the Cavalry Unit. Here the Dark Hunters learn how to ride and fight upon the backs of horses - many of which are Were's themselves.
Home of: The Cavalry

Hyde Park

Hyde Place takes up a large part of the Southern side of the city and includes a large playground, several fountains, and a small garden. The park is open from five in the morning till midnight though many shady characters may visit this place while it's technically "closed". The park has also been a venue for several concerts and hosts many holiday-related events. Under a full moon, witches are often seen here for the sacred ground beneath the iconic Weeping Beech.

Point Defiance Zoo and Aquarium

The Point Defiance Zoo & Aquarium (PDZA) is an award-winning combined zoo and aquarium located within the Southern Part of Sacrosanct. Situated on 92 acres in Sacrosanct's Hyde Park, the zoo and aquarium are home to over 9,000 specimens representing 367 animal species. Point Defiance is also widely known for its conversation efforts regarding the breed and release program of Red Wolves.

The Outskirts

Beyond the city limits and over the bridge lies the deep, dark, and almost impenetrable forest. Often seen as a way to guard this magical city against the world that surrounds it, many are entirely ignorant of the evil that may creep between those tree trunks. Many were-creatures use the forest for the transformations of their newest members and some even take to hunting here. It isn't particularly peculiar for people to go missing within this forest but once you get through, the rest of the world awaits.

The University of Sacrosanct

The University of Sacrosanct offers some of the top programs in the nation with its outstanding campus and specialized faculty. The University places a high focus both upon educating future generations but also on research to help revolutionize the world. The University welcomes the talent of students across the world to enroll and unlock their unlimited potential. With applications from across the nation, classes fill up quickly.

PhD in Plant Biology Abigail Hughes

My Own Form Of CHAOS


Posted on June 21, 2014 by Damon
South


I don't really have time in the midst of all this to wonder what her plans for the night might have been if we hadn't met but really, I wouldn't have it any other way. I've been jonesing for a good lay but I wasn't expecting something this good. I can tell a lot about this girl sexually just by the taste I've had of her. She pretty much has no limits and I like that. I don't know what she had in mind when she waited on the post for whoever killed the girl but I wonder if she got much more than she was bargaining for. I bet I'm not the only guy she's gotten in her web since coming here but I don't care. All I care about is getting the most out of this moment. If I'm going to have sex with a Were, I'm going to make it worth it.

I love the way she looks in my eyes. Most women are too shy to look at me while they give head but she's not afraid of anything. She seems to enjoy each and every second of this torture and fuck, it's pushing me over the edge quicker than I'd even anticipated. This taking turns in making the other shatter is something I haven't experienced in who knows how long? She's right to think others would label her. I've been labeled many times before but it doesn't bother me. I'm a whore. I'm an ass. You name it, I've been called it. I've already been slapped twice since coming into this town. I just have a knack for it, I guess. Any labels she receives are not something that's going to chase me away. That's to say if we do find each other after tonight.

She's good at adaptation. It's like she's changing up her game depending on what I like but really, there's not much I don't like. Our noises must be waking the wildlife in the area, all the groans and panting. I can't think about anything around her. She licks at her lips, my eyes like molten lava. It's not hard to keep coming back even after she alredy pushed me over once. I can do this all night long and as long as it's with her, I think that can be arranged. I can't get enough as she moves her fingers down, caressing her own flesh and it's so damn sexy. I can tell she's having fun and I haven't even had my full way with her yet. I suck on my fingers, tasting her juices and she watches me. She murmurs a reply and I can't help but smirk. Suddenly her fingers are at my shirt and she rips it free, touching my chest like she wasn't sure it's real. Amusement glows in my eyes but I let her touch as she pleases. I have nothing to hide.

She does seem a little disappointed when I fold my arms behind my head. I guess I'm not allowed to relax in the throes of sex? Even while I seem loose, my body is still fully attuned to her. Every time she moves, I tense. She bites her lip and I growl in my throat, wanting to bite through that lip again and taste her blood. As she leans down, her tongue caresses my nipples before she suddenly bites down, overwhelming my body with sensations as my skin protests the intrusion while the rest of my body loves the pain. She hisses as Ijerk, her body grinding against me at my motion and I know it must be driving her insane. I squeeze her ass as she bites, wanting to feel her body as she tortures mine. She starts grinding against me and I throw my head back, closing my eyes as a rumbling groan escapes my throat. As she puts me inside her only to withdraw, I hiss names at her but the laughter in my voice shows that I'm not trying to offend her. If anything, her daring only eggs me on more.

She actually giggles as if she's enjoying herself. She even stiffens around me while I'm inside, making the task that much crueler. She actually sighs as she withdraws like it's hurting her as much as it's hurting me and I feel a little satisfaction from this, but only a little since I'm mostly dying inside from need and want. At my words, she merely chuckles, looking down at me while her body continues to shiver with as much need as I feel. As I shift upward toward her, she inhales and pauses in her movements and I feel the sweetness of triumph, knowing she's going to give in. I keep rubbing my thumb in a circle around her folded flesh, wanting to drive her as mad as she's driving me. Meanwhile my other hand tortures her nipple again. Even as I do, she lifts herself, gripping me in her hand and I groan again, watching her intensely. She moves up over me as she tightens her hold and my groan drags out in pleasure, throbbing in her palm. As she slowly lowers onto me, I hiss air through my teeth at the intense feeling. She pauses there, tormenting me further and I feel like I'm going to lose my mind.

Finally she looks down at me and starts to move and the world drops away. I stare right back at her, my breathing in pants as my hips shift up to get her as deep as possible. She starts to make noises, screaming her pleasure to the heavens and I enjoy every second of it. I can tell she's trying to hold it in, her body quivering with need around me. She tightens around me, pushing me closer and closer to the ede. I throw my head back, wanting more, needing more. I feel her hands moving my hands to her hips and I know she wants control. I deliver, cupping her hips as I lift her up. Looking into her eyes, I stare for a moment, listening as she screams out. The moment she does, I slam her down onto me and I lift her right back up, repeating this motion. I increase the pace, increase the tempo, increase the pain. Fuck, it feels so good. I growl and her next invitation didn't even need to be voiced. My fangs are already aching for another taste. I put a hand behind her head and draw her down to me. Trailing my nose up her cheek bone, I move back to her ear, letting the whisper roll off my tongue.

"With pleasure."

Then I bite, right into the side of her neck. As I do, I lift her with one hand, slamming her down on me again and again. I lick the puncture marks, groaning on her skin as I continue the rhythm, knowing I'm about to cum. I go back to her ear even as I slam her down again.

"Cum for me. Give it to me."

It's a soft command, but a command none the less. I want to jump over the edge as she shatters around me. I want to reach mine right as she reaches hers. The hand behind her head trails down her back and back to her hips, wanting to put more power behind the movements.


Damon Marcello
My Own Form of Chaos


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