Red by Yonin P.

e darkness of a room veiled by the silvery moonlight that shone through a ceiling to f

he bitch it had always been. On the other hand sex was far from his mind right now, or maybe, just m

that had been running in his mind lately were both royal bitches. "You can always run but you can ne

ront of the glass window bathing in the view of the moon and the sparkling city lights. Below him, the people going about their lives resembled ants to the ordinary eye, but the

but did not really see anything of interest or truth be told he stared into space with the pretense of loo

h his being. That's why he opted to reside in the tallest building of this city and at the topmo

rest today. "That bitch!" A black cloud of anger had plagued him and resulted to inappetence for both blood and sex. He'd rather not feed tonight when his c

his two idiots of friends about it, since they were centuries older than him only to be teased and mocked upon his misfortune. They did explain it and assured him that i

s now. It was a night filled with boredom for lack of anything interesting to do. Lethargy clung to him like

e poor soul was so wasted he couldn't even properly stand without support. ​"Pathetic aren't you?" He swag

other way around." He staggered to meet him halfway only to stop mid-step and emptied his stomach in front of

ostrils flared as the acrid smell of vomit and beer welcomed him. He grimaced but then reassessed his option

te spot for horn-dogs around the area and some 10 minutes away from his club. The twink grabbed the front of his shirt and start

ved to be treated equally as other humans and I don't give a shit about the anti-LGBT and their self-righteous asses." He attempted to kiss him again and he

him then started humping against his leg. ​"What are you, a dog in heat?" he chuckled. "You had your fu

to remove all traces of vomit and cum. If he wasn't too lazy to hunt for another prey, he'd opted

ey but made sure to put his clothes back on for decency. Cool as a cucumber albeit the wrink

minous and alluring at the same time, just the aesthetic he aimed for. The idea or more like good-hu

of them were indolent enough to go find somewhere else to drink. It also offered

he could practically buy the bar that they're in. The two even suggested weird names ranging from Bl

unced bankruptcy the next day. He immediately purchased the place just to humor the two and from there

stomers. Vampires, Shape shifters, werewolves and all other creatures of the moon,

oo dumb to distinguish these beings out of the ordinary. Because of that, the club management which compr

, loved to party and was the proprietor of a known catering and party needs one-stop shop. While Jared has free time, money, connections, and the expertise of a bus

a deer caught in the headlights. "Carry on" It was a tad too early for it to operate but the hustle and bustle of his workers already brough

actical man so it made sense. Committed to removing any traces of his earlier wandering, he grabbed one of the shirts whi

nta, a recently turned vampire referred by one of their other waitresses, had been acting weird these past few days. Although she showed signs of stabi