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Daily Prompt: Level

From The Grey House:

Vincent sounded amused. He knew what Natalia was doing but wasn’t sure he agreed with her actions. She had said several times that she was going back to Zechariah, and Vincent hadn’t given it much thought. He joked about it but dismissed it out of hand. He wasn’t letting her go anywhere but was starting to appreciate the level of her loyalty to her possibly captured friend. As she took another blow to the face, faked a punch and took another hit, he began to understand her and respect the depth of her loyalty.

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Daily Prompt: Demon

From The Grey House:

The human bouncer was chained to the wall, as was the vampire. All the chains in the room were strong enough to hold very old vampires. The mage with the scroll was standing in front of the third bouncer, Jordan, chanting quietly. Jordan was a demon, an urban wendigo, and needed additional security, hence the mage. The creature was grumbling, licking its arm. There was a nasty burn in its flesh. It growled at Vincent as it licked its wound. Twenty-four hours ago, it had sworn undying loyalty. Now, it would probably eat him if it had the chance.

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Daily Prompt: Chin

From The Grey House:

“Will it hurt?” Her voice revealed curiosity, not fear.

“You’ve been bitten before. You know the answer.”

“I meant, is there a way for it not to hurt?”

“I will be piercing your skin with my fangs, Natalia. How would it not hurt?”

She shook her head. “I don’t know. I guess I’m just nervous.”

He gripped her chin in his hand, looked into her eyes. “Yes or no. May I take your blood?”

Natalia looked deep into the vampire’s eyes and knew he would listen to her word on this. She was starting to understand him better. She felt trust grow as they stared at each other. Natalia nodded. “Yes.”

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Daily Prompt: Challenge

From The Grey House:

“To be mindful of creatures with sharp teeth.”

Their eyes locked for a moment, as they dared each other to make the next move. A gleam came into the vampire’s eyes as he saw the challenge in Natalia’s eyes. He imagined most men would run away at that look. He was not that easily frightened.

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Daily Prompt: Mention

From The Grey House:

“Go home, Richard.”

Richard started wringing his hands again, faster than before. “What? Why?”

“Because I said so.” He stood. “As I mentioned before, the paperwork looks better than it ever has. I’m confident my accountant will tell me the same. Go home, Richard. Get some sleep. You look haggard.”

Richard stood stock still for a moment, not wanting to believe him. Then, “Ok. See you next time.” He was almost out the door before he turned back. “Shouldn’t I stay and lock up?”

Vincent smirked. “No, go home. I’ll take care of things.”

“Thank you, sir.” And he was gone.

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Daily Prompt: Limit

From The Grey House:

Vincent sipped from the goblet of blood, wishing it were fresh. Fresh blood would take the edge off his anger at Edwin. The blood used for his parties were taken from willing humans and stored in a small refrigerator in his office. The vampires who drank the stored blood couldn’t receive sustenance from it, but they could still enjoy the taste. It helped relieve the fact that there were no human guests allowed in this part of the club for feeding purposes. His rules. Vincent wanted to keep his fellow vampires from killing anyone in the club. It was bad for business. Half the wait staff was human, but they were off limits. Joseph taught them how to stop vampires and other monsters before letting them work in the private room.

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Daily Prompt: Quarter

From The Grey House:

Orlando saw his target huddling in the corner, trying to look dejected. She locked eyes with him and he saw her defiance immediately. He gave her a look full of pity, reached into his pocket and threw her a couple coins, not bothering to stop or say anything. The change landed in her lap. She took it, looking at the quarters, wondering at the one that looked marred. She didn’t know what the coins were but figured there was some importance. She noticed the license plate on the maroon van. The tall, scarred man had gotten out of Rebecca’s van: he worked for Vincent. She pocketed the change and went back to looking dejected.

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Daily Prompt: Tie

From The Grey House:

“Are you all right?”

“I will be. I was terrified of what he might do.”

“I can untie you now?”

She shook her head. “No. Do what Zechariah said. Put the light in first, then untie me. He probably things I’ll try and attack you. I don’t want him yelling at you.”

“I really don’t understand why he has you tied up.”

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Daily Prompt: Quiet

From The Grey House:

“Come now. I’ll take you to your room.”

“I want to know about Bethany.” A quiet but insistent voice reminded her of Bethany through the entire ride.

“We’ll talk inside.”

She wanted to demand answers but realized that would be foolish. She didn’t know anything. Demanding more knowledge might prove deadly to her or Bethany. Natalia nodded and allowed Zechariah to place his hand on her arm and lead her into a nearby cabin. It was made of log woods and looked well maintained. Dean hurried forward to open the door. Once inside, Zechariah stopped and allowed their eyes to adjust to the lower light.

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Daily Prompt: Cable

From The Grey House:

Charlie looked around. He was in the Embarcadero. The California St. Cable Car line was two blocks off; Charlie glanced at his watch, and at this hour would still be running. He shrugged and started toward the trolley, which took him to the Hyde St. Cable Car line. That one took him a few blocks from his car. He took his time driving home, mulling over the night’s fiasco. He knew he was not out of the woods. He had betrayed Vincent, who didn’t look kindly upon betrayers. Everyone who worked for Vincent knew of the oubliette. Charlie hoped he wouldn’t end up there.

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