I had been left alone once again by James . An empty old farmhouse filled with so evil and death. I spent my lonely time wandering the grounds and watching the outside world pass me by. I found myself missing James. How could it be possible to have a side of myself that still loved him.
Im just a figure from the past dead on the outside and tormented on the inside. I soon became aware of the arrival of Charles. Been a while since I had seen Charles. The last time was when I first learnt to make myself visible. A wicked idea came to me . I thought it might be fun to make my presence known to my so called old friend.
He seemed worried and in a panic as he came running into the house shouting for James . I decided to add to his panic as I began banging on the walls and making the doors slam shut . I added to the drama by making the table shake . Sometimes being a ghost has its advantages . Charles began wandering around trying to find the source of the disturbance. He was worried and I began to enjoy myself so I increased the noises by knocking over books and anything els that I could find . I had hoped my display of paranormal activity would send him running but he just stayed around waiting for James.
As he turned his back I thought it would be fun to touch him and vanish out of sight before he had the chance to see me. I made him jump as I tapped him hard on his back. Seeing him panic was so much fun and a game I could enjoy for a bit longer.
That was until I got carried away and he was able to see me . His shocked expression suddenly turned to a smile as he spoke my name. I didn't want to play this game anymore and I turned to walk away and fade into the nearby wall when Charles called out to me . I stopped and faced him as he asked me to stay so he could talk to me .
I made it very clear that I did not want to converse with him. After everything he did to me talking was the only thing left he had done everything els . He had the nerve to tell me he was my friend once . He was never my friend he was charged with making sure I didn't leave the village whilst James went away to acquire his instrument's of death . The more I looked at him the more I felt how nicely things worked out of for Charles after I died . He had James all to himself and gained immortality through my murder . So in spite of his pleas for me to stay so he could explain his part in my destruction I refused to speak and I faded myself out his sight .
I could hear James arriving so it was better for me to get out of sight. I heard Charles telling James that they had a problem. This intrigued me so I quietly placed myself in a position where I would not been seen and I could still listen in on their conversation.
Charles spoke of a woman witnessing James's most recent kill . According to Charles she had walked in on James's feeding frenzy . After her friend's burnt body was discovered she told the authorities what she had seen . She was not taken seriously so she told her story to something called a journalist. Thomas had caught this person snooping around the house James owns in London . Charles and Richard managed to stop Thomas killing him . Charles joked about when Thomas gets his hands around a humans throat you will never get him off.
Richard and Charles managed to get information out of this man. The girl followed James to one of his hideouts and took pictures. This gave the journalist a lead and he was able to find James's home .
They killed this man once they found out where the girl was and they destroyed all evidence that tied James to her friends murder. Charles asked for permission to deal with the girl but James just sat silently. I could see Charles was worried as it was not like James to be this silent on such a serious matter . James went on to reveal that he was renting the farmhouse out over the summer . Charles became concerned as this place was used for satanic ceremony's and James's own brand of torture on his victim's and of course my prison .
James told Charles he had his reason's and he would explain in time . I could only wonder who in their right my mind would want to live here? James said the person renting the house would be moving in very soon . So thats what James meant by I would soon be getting company. Charles was still in disbelief at James's plans but as always he went along with them . Charles asked once more about taking care of the witness . James just asked if he had an address for her and angrily said he would take care of it himself .
I watched as Charles left alone. James shouted my name and demanded I stopped hiding . Reluctantly I appeared before him and listened as he told me that someone would be moving in and I was not to make any attempts at scaring them away as this new person was going to benefit us both . I didn't like the sound of this at all . I knew it meant something terrible was going to take place here very soon . James told me he had to leave again. He looked at the paper Charles gave him with the female witness address on it . He gave me a cruel smile and said “ I don't know about you but I really hate loose ends”.
She had sweet tasting lips and her perfume gave off its own kind of magical essence . As lovely as she was she was no Maria and after experiencing Maria's tricks and defiance I just wanted to indulge my hunger and add my own seance of passion to the situation .
I kissed her for a little longer and gazed into her pretty eye's. It was time for this beauty to die . I pushed her down on to the bed and pinned her arms back . She was very receptive to my touch and I was able to remove some of her clothing without any resistance as well as my own. I did not need to remove everything as only one part of her body was of any interest to me.
It was easy for my hands to travel between her legs and find that special part of a woman's body that makes them hand over all the power to me and had I not known Maria maybe I could of considered keeping her. But was not going to work for me as I have always known that Maria was the only one for me with Charles coming in second in my affections .
As my seduction progressed I felt that she was the right kind of victim and I could make this a pleasurable experience rather than just rip her apart as I have countless others .
Beyond sex there is a greater pleasure and that is taking human life . For many this would be extreme cruelty but if you are the right kind of victim I can make it the most amazing way to expire to die from pleasure .
The amount of pleasure my hands were giving her lead to me being able slice open the inside of her thigh . I wanted to test out her dedication to the kind of pleasure a vampire can give so I presented my blood covered fingers to her . Her moans and excited expression was enough to convince me that I fuck and feed without a fight .
I put my fingers in my mouth to taste the red elixir that she had so generously given up to me . Keeping my hand between her legs and rubbing making her body erupt into intense orgasms I sank my fangs into her smooth white neck and filled my mouth with her blood . I had drank large quantities of her blood and the bed was quickly becoming soaked in blood . She still kept me close and begged me for more . My kisses covered her face in blood and I pulled her up to meet my bloodied face and awaited her response . She put her fingers on the puncture wounds I had left on her neck and looked at the blood on her fingers . She asked me if she was dreaming . I told her she might be and did it really matter ?
She was more than happy for me to carry on my carnage offering up her neck to me . I continued to give her as much pleasure as possible as I continued to bite and suck away her life . Blood poured from her neck down her perfect breasts and splashing onto her erect nipples so I could lick away and keep the adrenaline going .
Very soon the body became still and the movement and light in the eye's were diminished . I had taken out the main artery and the blood ran freely down her half naked body onto the bed and flowing out onto the floor . She had a contented look on her face and I laid her out on the bed . I left the room to shower the blood from my body and redressed myself.
I found a can of light fuel and some matches and poured it onto the bed . I switched off the light.I looked at my victim for the last time and uttered the words “your blood was nice and salty “ I lit a match and threw it onto the bed and watched for a few second's as the bed went up in flames and engulfed her beautiful bloodied dead body.
I walked out and closed the door quietly and made my way down the street to a waiting taxi and ordered the driver to take me back into the city . I sat in the back of the car and closed my eyes only to see my Maria's face . I decided to remain in London for a couple more days. I wanted Maria to be left with her loneliness a while longer as she needs to suffer and wait in anticipation until I return to her .
My future plans were almost ready to be put into action and I needed to be sure everyone was ready.
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excellent
Thank you
You trying to sell forbidden fruit on a 13+ site? If it was too graphic, I'm sure it would be flagged, and your journal suspended.
Just thought it was best to be clear about what I had written .
Why is it when ever there is a knock at the front door someone says “ who's at the door at this time?” I have just had that said to me . My reply was I don't whats up with my X-Ray vision perhaps I should see a doctor about it . I have been called a sarcastic little cat for that one .
I left Maria alone in my old farmhouse. She had angered me enough over the last few days . I find much enjoyment in tormenting her spirit it keeps her coming out of the shadow's and Im able to be in her presence.
She has always been the only girl I have ever been able to love. I have never been able to love anyone until she came to me over 300 years ago. In spite of all the warnings and rumours about me she still braved the country roads alone to find me . For me someone coming to me of their own free will is very significant. She does not understand my reasons for ending her life and keeping her spirit on the earth and in my unholy world but as my plans are coming together she will work it out for herself . I know only to well that she will fight me as she has always been a very defiant woman . Death has not changed her or spoilt her soul and I very much enjoy the challenge of a fight .
She knows how dangerous I am and she has seen the lengths I will go to in the name of depravity . She witnessed my last victim being torn limb from limb and my insatiable lust for blood. I could feel her fear and it added to the eroticism but that last victim barely touched the sides and I need something more . Definitely someone I can take straight from the vein .
London has always been a good hunting ground. And I have to admit I enjoy the nostalgia of home . Im a man who has everything and seen everything so there is very little in the way of surprise to me . Time is something I have in abundance and I have learnt the art of patience . Returning from the west country into London gave me little in the way of time to think about what sort of victim I would like so I would have to see what the night would offer me . Male or female makes no difference to me if it has a pulse its mine.
As I walked the streets of London considering my options I found myself walking towards a nightclub I often enjoyed back in the 80s. Just a typical goth club with an alluring darkness and many attractive option's.I was hungry tonight and I wanted something that would not put up a fight. I enjoy the pathetic attempts humans make as they try to get away from me but I need something that will come to me willingly and give me exactly what I need .
Spending time with Maria in all her defiance had made me crave more willing flesh tonight and it wasn't long before the fish began to bite . Walking around the club and hearing the pounding of excited heartbeats gave me a choice . I have always been a handsome man and as a vampire I give off a certain charm that pulls my victims to me with ease .
I had found exactly what I needed in a young woman. She was very attractive and reeked of sex . Every man in the room was attempting to get her attention but as soon as she locked eyes with me they no longer had a chance . I had no intention of wasting time with names or small talk . I just simply whispered in her ear “come with me” she complied with my demand and took me back to her basement flat in north London. She smelt good and I could feel her excitement. She let me in without any hesitation and I was intrigued to find a gothic bedroom with vampiric decoration.
She was more than willing to give herself to me so I had no need to use any hypnosis to charm her into bed . She was more than happy to face me and I was aching with hunger. She wasn't making things difficult for me and it was easy for me to lean in and kiss her and see just how willing her flesh would be for me .
Been doing a lot of reading and thinking back to things I have experienced in my life . I have been fascinated with the supernatural and paranormal and monsters death horror and just the unknown since the age of four . I would say it’s very much apart of my life and it has always made me question so many things .
I will be honest vampires have always been where my heart and mind resides.I have never really cared if people think that Im weird or strange because of it.People have always asked me if I believe in them and my answer has always been I don't know.I have never been sure if its real or not.I have often felt that its not so impossible to believe.
I have been in a couple of situations that have made me question it a lot more than I should but maybe thats a story for another time . But I will say this I knew someone once who I believe was as close to a real vampire that I have come.
I have ended up in a dangerous situation once and that was back in 2001. I was 22 years old at the time and it was just before Christmas. I went into the darker side of the Nottingham club scene . Nottingham is famous in the UK for the alternative scenes and it has the legendary Rock City.
I went to a club I hadn't been to before with some friend's. Just seemed like an ordinary goth club and everything had been fine and lots of fun. I got chatting to three guys who my friends disapproved of . When I asked why they didn't want me to talk to them I was just told don't get too friendly with them . It made no sense to me at all until someone finally took me aside and told me that they were Satanists and they take it very seriously and not to go near them again. I just ok fine and continued to enjoy the night. I got a little bit drunk and hadn't realised that two other men had been watching me and following me about. I remember going to the bar to get a drink and they were looking at me and smiling . I just smiled back politely and one of them said to me that I looked sweet and what type I was . At that point I didn't understand and as I walked away it suddenly dawned on me what this man meant . After that every where I went they were both there and it was starting to make me very nervous . I thought they had given up and gone and as I walked back to the bar my arm was grabbed . They both came back and didn't want to let go. I told them to get lost or words to that effect but they were not taking no for answer. They were trying to drag me away and I started screaming for them to let me go and then I was saved by the three men I was warned not to talk too. They told them that I wasn't interested in their sick game and to leave. They shouted that they would get me later but my rescuers told them that wouldn't because they would see to it that I got home safely .
I asked what that was all about and I was told that the two men were sanguines and they like to go on the attack . I said that I thought people like that had willing donors for that sort of thing . I didn't get much of an answer to that . I got to know my these three guys and they were very nice and I was very grateful to them for getting me out of a very bad situation. I asked them why everyone was so scared of them . They said it was fear of the unknown . I was asked if I had a mind of my own which I replied yes . Long story short we became good friends and they gave me a lot of insight into things and the warning never to give them a good reason to bear a grudge . Of course I never did .
I realise now how naive I was that evening and after that I was more aware of my surroundings and careful about who I made eye contact with .
Sadly my evenings out got less after I met my ex partner as he disapproved of my choice of night clubs and my practicing witchcraft and I ended up giving a lot up because of him.
Thats not what I do now I will admit a lot is done in secret and it’s not going to stop .
I keep searching and learning and I will continue to invent my own stories and look for inspiration and above all find that locked door in the beyond .
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Not exactly white nights but Satanic Savior will do.
Any port in a storm
Not long after that night I was pulled back into the black sleep.When I awoke everything had changed again. I still have no concept of time so how long I was gone is still a mystery to me.
The house had changed it no longer looked old and dirty inside. Everything had been cleaned up and all new furnishings had been brought in. Even though the style had changed that feeling of darkness and evil still over shadowed any light and new life.James did not appear to be around the main living quarters of the house. And I had no doubt that room where all those who enter but never return was still in use for James's macabre games. I had no intention's of going back in there not after last time.
I looked out of the kitchen window as the beautiful sunlight surrounded me.Such beauty a warmth should bring me comfort but it just made me feel like I was being burnt at the stake. I had often longed for the light to give me away out of here a path to follow this was not to be for me James had seen to that.
I began practicing my power . Making objects move and causing rooms to shake whilst running through the walls and attempting to fly from the widow ledge.In between all that I sat around feeling sorry myself and dreaming of the past.Trying hard to swallow my pain.
I still have no understanding as to why James keeps me here.I have not seen him since I returned.I know that he is around because I feel his evil presence around me.He delights in tormenting me and through that torment I find myself missing him and anxiously awaiting him as I did centuries ago.How was it possible after everything he had done to me there was still a flame in me that burnt with desire and love for him?Time still moves and I have to keep finding ways to avoid being in James's grasp I can't go through another scene of carnage in that room again.
More days went by and finally James emerged from that room.I tried not to go near him but something pulled me to him.I could see him sat in the living room.He was all dressed up and looking as handsome as ever.I was hiding around the corner hoping he could not sense my presence.He called out my name.I ignored his call and attempted to flee the vicinity.James stood up and demanded my audience.I stood firm I was not going to let him order me around Im a ghost and I disappear and reappear as much as I like or so I thought.Something pulled me to him I could not stop it as it was a force greater than I could handle.
He made me face him and he looked at me with very angry eyes.I knew this was not going to be a nice polite conversation I needed to keep in mind that I can move things and it could be enough to distract him should things turn violent.
James kept staring at me with his demonic eyes the red shine was becoming brighter as he stood up “You have not learned to obey me”you are still a stubborn petulant child my girl!Hiding from me will serve no purpose I know your every movement so it would serve you well to do as I command.The words arrogant bastard ran through my head and how much I wanted to say it to him but I was afraid.I looked away from his eyes and turned my back on him.”I do not come when you call Sir because I have no wish to see or converse with you”You have destroyed my life and after centuries of suffering at your hands I have learnt that I do have some power and I intend to use it.James laughed at me he always laughs at me.”You have no power child”If you think walking through walls and making things move is a power you are even more stupid than I thought.
That was it I lost control of my temper and made myself disappear into the wall.James stood in front of the wall and I pushed only my head through in my act of defiance.”You see James you could not stop me turning my back on you just then and I intend to keep on defying you and you will not catch me”James reached out with his hand and shouted “Is that so?” He did something that pulled me through the wall and sent me up onto the ceiling.I couldn't move I could only look down into his blood red eyes.”Now I have your full attention girl I shall inform you that is nothing you can do to fight against my power”You belong to me you always have.Things will be changing very soon and I want you to be ready for those changes.So your pathetic games had better stop or I will send you back down to that room and it will be your prison and I will torture your soul every night for 100 year's.So we better have an understanding right now that you will be a good little girl and do as your master demands!James made me fall back down to the ground.He crouched down to me and stared back into my eyes.”Im going to give you the rest of the night to think about it”Im heading out into the city for the rest of the night I fancy a bite VvvV
As he left the house I felt some relief but that was short as I began screaming and made one of the mirrors shatter all over the floor.He fancied a bite well that meant some poor soul was going to suffer tonight.And I was back to feeling sorry for myself again.These changes he spoke of frightened me to my very being.I could only imagine what kind of hell he was going to put me through next.
So far it's been an enchanting evening of watching Hammer Horror films . My favourite being Sir Christopher Lee as Count Dracula . He always gave the most best bites VvvV
Talking with my daughter tonight when the subject turned to music . We began listing our favourite songs and music videos . We were trying to establish what our musical tastes say about us . My daughter’s conclusion about me is that I have strange taste in music .
Top songs
Torch Soft Cell ( forever my favourite song )
Breath The Prodigy
City Of Love Mylene Farmer
From the cradle to enslave Cradle Of Filth
Du riechst so gut Rammstein
Voodoo People The Prodigy
Les Mots Mylene Farmer feat Seal
Moi Lolita Alizee
Killer Adamski feat Seal
Insomnia Faithless
Going underground The Jam
London Calling The Clash
In your Room Depeche Mode
Sometimes Erasure
Top music videos
Breath The Prodigy
Hey Boy Hey Girl The Chemical Brothers
Insomnia Faithless
Libertine Mylene Farmer
Frozen Madonna
Ich Will Rammstein
Sledgehammer Peter Gabriel
Ashes to Ashes David Bowie
Babylon A.D thank god for the madness Cradle of Filth
Wheres your head at Basement Jaxx
Voodoo People 2006 The Prodigy
I would defiantly say their are more
My favourite Artists
David Bowie
Mylene Farmer
Cradle Of Filth
Rammstein
The Clash
Peter Gabriel
And One
The Prodigy
Madonna
Seelennacht
Depeche Mode
Soft Cell
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I like your choices! Ofc kids are going to think different. Hell, most don't even know HALF of the artists WE know of. lol
My daughter likes a lot of my music . She finds my musical tastes go from one extreme to another
Just been hearing a news report on how British classic comedies could be banned from being shown or will need to be heavily censored . For me this is completely insane .
One of the main targets was a early 70s British comedy called On The Buses . The argument centred around the two main Character's .
Just to give an explanation the show was about the Luxton bus company and three of its employee's . Stan Butler who was a bus driver and his best friend Jack Harper who was the conductor . Jack and Stan spent most of their time chasing after the women that worked at the bus depo and not doing their jobs properly . They dedicated their time to annoying the companies inspector Mr Blake who was known as Blakey . Blakey just wanted all the buses to go out on time and everyone to follow the rules . This made him unpopular with the staff and lead to Stan and Jack nicknaming him Dracula . This was down to the Hammer Horror films that were very popular at the time . Blakey was never able to catch Jack and Stan out and his attempts at getting them fired always resulted in him being humiliated or getting hurt .
Stans family were also a popular part of the story lines . He lived with his mother and his sister Olive and her husband Arthur . Stans mum was very devoted to her family and often treated Stan and Olive like they were still children . Olive was depicted as not very attractive and useless at everything . Her husband was constantly unpleasant to her and often called her a stupid great lump . The two were always rowing with each other and often made viewers wonder how in the hell were these two ever married . Arthur often made attempts to get away from olive and would chat up younger and more attractive women in front of her . Olive made many attempts to learn to cook which would always go horribly wrong . On one occasion Olive mentioned how Arthur had said they could not move out of her mothers house until she learnt how to cook only for Arthur to reply thats why we have been living here for 10 years .
One episode that has fallen under question was when Olive and Arthur would not stop arguing and Stan had grown tired of listening to them. He came up with a plan to help their marriage by dressing olive up and cooking a candle light dinner for two . This how ever went wrong when Arthur saw olive dressed up and burst out laughing and telling her that he defied any man to fancy her dressed up like a dogs dinner. Stan decided to ask Jack to come round and be nice to Olive so she would not feel so ugly . Jack said he was a bus conductor not at plastic surgeon but agreed to do it . At first Olive thought Jack was just making fun of her but then she held his and Arthur walked in . Arthur did not notice the intimate moment which made Olive angry and her shouting how he was a rotten pig who wasn't even jealous . Stan and Jack devised a plan to make Arthur jealous by inviting Blakey round for Olive to try and seduce in the hopes of Arthur catching her . This went wrong and Arthur decided he was leaving . Stan convinced him that it was a set up that he had planned with Jack but it had also shown in Arthurs own strange way that he did think something of his wife . Arthur then confessed that he thought that he had lost Olive and in the future he promised to be nicer to the old bag . He then walked into the living room to find Olive chatting up the window cleaner . After the window cleaner ran away Arthur told Olive if he ever caught her entertaining another man he would belt her one . She went all silly saying Arthur you really do love me .
Ok maybe threatening to hit your wife is not the best approach but it was not meant in a bad way it was just part of the joke .
Jack Harper was the main topic of the conversation because of the character's not so modern approach to women . He often referred to the women as crumpet and was only after as much sex as he could get . I would say most of the time this did not work out for him or Stan . Jack often chased after Stans girlfriends and a couple of times he did succeed .
In one of the three films they made of the series Jack persuaded Stan to take his girlfriend on a day cruise around wales . Poor Stand was unable to seduce his girlfriend in the ships cabin as the sea was rough and Stan got sick . Jack found Stan outside the cabin trying not to vomit . Jack laughed and said to him it looks like she's half killed you and no bird is that good in bed . He asked Stan where she was and then decided to take full advantage of the situation by running into the cabin with champagne and seducing her himself .
For me the show was great and still makes me laugh after all these years . But sadly a lot of people don't see the humour and just look for ways to drag the show down . One horrible comment which made me very angry was directed at the actor Bob Grant who played Jack Harper . Bob Grant sadly took his own life back in 2003 . The comment was that they were glad he killed himself and he deserved to die for playing that part . I don't understand how anyone could think such a thing .
Sadly all the cast have now passed on the last one being Anna Karen who played Olive . She died in 2022 at her home when it caught fire . A tragic end to a comedy legend .
I will be very angry if this show is banned from the screens as it was classic British comedy at its best . Im a firm believer if you don't like something don't watch it . And it’s wrong to tell others that they can not enjoy it because you don't !
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Sorry, time sure has changed people being offended by harmless jokes and adult content destroys movies .
Indeed they have
Never been fond of Mr Right . I like Mr Wrong he's much more fun
After James left I spent my time in Charles's company . I had always felt an unease around Charles as I felt he didn't like me . After a couple of days I began to feel more at home in his company . He was kind charming man but I began to notice that he showed very little interest in women . Many a young woman would set their cap at him but Charles would barely acknowledge them . I had heard stories of men having some sort of intimate relations with each other and knowing that religious teaching's strictly forbid this kind of behaviour . Many a time I thought of asking Charles if his interests lay in men but we were becoming good friends and I did not want to give him a reason to hate me . When I talked about James I could see that Charles was sweet on him . It seemed a reasonable superstition as James had a commanding presence that evidently did not just extend its self to the fairer sex .
Charles was making good his promise to look after me until James returned . I had grown rather fond of Charles . He did his best to keep Thomas and Richard away from me . I knew that once I married James I would have to get used to having those two atrocities around .
I missed James so very much and I longed for the day when he would return home to me . I was becoming more desperate as my father was pushing me in the direction of man called Daniel Courtney . He was the son of a Lord and this was only to impress my father and push me into an unequal marriage . I had shown very little interest in this man . He was shy and nervous and giggled a lot . He came across to me as an over grown child . His shy demeanour and sickly paler made him repulsive to me . He was completely undesirable not what I had become accustomed to . James was every inch a real man and I was more than ready to disgrace my family and become disowned just so I could become Mrs Sutherland .
Eventually James returned and we met up at our usual secret place . James asked me to be ready to walk out on my family as he was taking me back to London so we could be married and move on to France together . I was more than willing to accept completely unaware that I was walking straight into a trap . James promised to come get me the next night and I should wait by the barn at the back of my family home . So like a fool I did as James requested only to be greeted by James Thomas Richard and Charles . I knew instantly that something felt wrong and James no longer looked at me the way he once had with loving eyes . He looked at me the way a hunter looked at dear before he unloaded his pistol into their head . They circled me and laughed I knew I was in terrible danger and rather than look to James I made eye contact with Charles only to see mouth the words Im sorry . Something hard struck my head and everything went black for a while .
I woke up in a room that had a strong smell and I could see smoke rolling around above me . I could not move I had been tied down to some sort of table . I managed to lift my head enough to see tall black candles either side of the table and to each side of my head . The smoke cleared enough for me to see strange symbols on the ceiling above me . A chant I did not recognise echoed through the room . I had no understanding of what was happening or why just the feeling of fear and dread . That fear was cemented when I saw James and the others come over to me . I had no doubts in my mind that I was about to die . Everything that was said about James being evil was coming true . He stood over me and ran his hands just above me and this action made the candles ignite with a bright flame.
He began calling the names of the devil and asking to be heard . He had proved his worth and devotion and as proof of his loyalty he was giving the devil me . He pulled out a dagger and plunged it straight into my heart . The pain was excruciating and I could feel my heart being torn from my body . I could hear the thunder and see the flashes of lightning as life began to leave my body . Everything around me grew darker and a mighty force stopped my spirit from going forward into the light that awaited me .
Had someone say to me today that in no way did they find sin humorous . My reply to that was depends on how you do it 😈
I knew where James's farmhouse was and I had decided to wait until my family were sleeping and sneak out and make my way there . I had to brave the woods at night and thankfully it was summer .
I knew the roads could be dangerous if gangs were roaming the area but I reasoned with myself to keep out of sight as much as possible . One of the house hold servants caught me trying to leave . She had taken pity on me and often told me she thought it was very cruel of my father to try and make me marry a man I didn't love . She promised not to tell anyone that I sneaking off and promised to wait up for me .
And so I left and quietly made my way through the village out into the wood's . For the most part my journey was uneventful and the bright light from the moon stars helped guid my way . It was not long before I came across a hold up . A coach was being plundered and I could see three men on horses . The occupiers of the coach were no where to be seen . I could hear the men talking and laughing and I could see them counting up the money they had stolen . I was hiding behind a large oak tree and watching silently . I wondered if one of the men was James but as their faces were partly hidden it was hard to tell . I wanted them to move on so I could continue my journey .
My impatience made me step on some twigs and they snapped this alerted the three rogues to my presence . I was going to crouch down and hope they would not decide to look around when a very large man grabbed me and put his hand around my throat . He lifted me off the ground and pushed my back into the tree's ancient body . His filthy hands gripped my throat tight and he looked into my eyes and asked me how I would like to die .
I thought everything was over for me this giant was about to kill me . I heard a familiar voice order him to put me down . I was dropped to the ground and I coughed and tried to get my breath back . The voice asked me if I was alright and then showed me his face to my relief it was James but that also meant the rumours were true he was a highwaymen . He helped me up and told me it was not safe for me out here and he was going to take me home .
On the journey home we talked a lot and he seemed very impressed that I took such risks to find him . After that night I began meeting up with James in secret. The more I got to know him the more I fell in love with him . He knew a lot about the world and he would often share his knowledge with me . His three friends were very important to him. I found Richard to be a very greedy man he was obsessed with money and gold . Charles was young and quiet and I always got the feeling he did not like me very much . And then there was Thomas the man who caught me and threatened my life . I despised him he was a brut that was nearly always inebriated and constantly on the look out for a fight . James preferred to keep me away from his brothers of the highway . One thing I could never understand is why James had taken to crime . He was a wealthy land owner and very influential at court so he had no need to engage in criminal activity .
He told me that life could only offer so much and it was his desire to explore the pleasures that fear brings . He frightened me when he talked that way and it also excited me . Mr James Sutherland spoke to my heart and other places and I never once realised just how dangerous he really was .
My relationship with James became much more intense and so did my father’s plans to marry me off .
I was becoming more desperate to run from my family for good and living with the hope that James would ask me to marry him . On my last meeting with James before my unfortunate demise James asked me to leave my family and go to him willingly . Like a fool I thought this was his way of proposing marriage to me . I readily agreed and asked him to find a priest as soon as possible . James's whole demeanour changed the moment I said priest . He turned his back on me and asked me if that was my final decision and I told him yes . He agreed to my terms and told me he was leaving for a few days as he had business in London . He promised that Charles would look after me until he returned . I foolishly believed that I was going to be his wife . If only I could of foreseen the future but thats how it is sometimes blinded by love and unable to see the real man behind the mask .
Does anyone know anything about old American coins ? I have few and trying to find the right information is proving difficult
To start a story you talk about who you are . For me I can only talk about who I was and how I came to be the way I am now . You see Im dead the man I loved murdered me over three hundred years ago and trapped my spirit between the world of the living and his world of the dead .
I grew up in 18th century London and I remained there until I was 18 years old . My father moved my family to a village in the south west of the country and thats when all my troubles started .
I had been so used to a busy social life in high society London and being brought to a village miles away from life was so tediously boring . My father had become so obsessed with religion he imposed strict rules upon me . He wanted me to marry a man of his choosing and force a strict religious and rural life on me . Such a life felt more like a prison sentence and I was so desperate to escape . I wanted my own life a chance to see the world and experience all that life had to offer .
I was so desperate to get away from my family I walked straight in to a trap that sent me straight to hell .
I had spent the first few weeks in the village doing very little. Watching the world go by and dreaming of freedom . The villager's would gossip about the dangers of the country roads . Highwaymen ruled over the roads and lay in wait for unsuspecting traveler's . A name kept cropping up amongst the gossip . They talked about a man who lived in a large farmhouse just outside of the village . The ladies spoke of a tall handsome man with long black hair . They described him as a rogue with a vast amount of wealth and power and influence through out England . Other stories of occult practises and other weird things also circulated amongst the gossip .
This man was known as James Sutherland and my father began speaking of him but not in glowing terms . James owned so much land across England and his dealings with other land owners made him many enemies .
I heard people talking about how James spent time in the local tavern with three friends and they would indulge in the pleasures most deemed unacceptable and absolutely forbidden . The more tales I heard about him the more intrigued I was.
My mother caught me listening to two of the tavern's serving girls talk about him . They came across so infatuated by him . Their smiles and their cheeks flushing quite responsibly a the sound of his name . I was pulled away by my mother and reminded that well brought up young ladies do not talk about men in such a way and I had been brought up to be a respectable god fearing christian girl . I could not imagine anything worse than ending up like my mother . Saddled to a very dull husband and spending my free time singing hymns and praying and living in fear of the wonders life can offer .
I spent a very dull summers day wandering the market and being bored to death by my mother and her friends . The constant chatter about the most tedious of things and their annoying attempts at finding me a suitable husband . I managed to walk away and make my way quickly through the street . I was just so desperate to be anywhere as long as it was away from the forced awkward conversation I had been forced to endure . I was not far away from home when I bumped into a man who knocked my basket out of my hand . I did not look at him to start with as knelt down to pick my belongings I met his gaze . He helped me up and returned my basket to me . I had never seen a man this handsome before . He took my breath away . He said nothing to me but he did smile at me before he walked away . I wondered if this man was James Sutherland he certainly fitted the description .
I could hear my mother’s voice calling out my name as I watched the tall handsome figure walk away . My mother caught up to me and grabbed my arm and practically dragged me all the way home . She twittered on about introducing me to suitable men from the village . All I could think about was handsome man I just met . Once home my mother continued to talk about church matters and how I should be thinking of finding a husband and how my father had invited a local family around for dinner that night .
I remember that dinner my father sat lecturing everyone on the sins of the world and how everyone should set certain values before showing me off to the dinner guests two sons . I showed little to no interest and my father could see my annoyance but he continued to make a show of me by saying how I had grown into a beautiful fine young woman and to point out that their was more than one sort of beauty such as good breeding fine manners and a good fortune . I felt like I my father was trying to sell me to the highest bidder . It was at that point I excused myself from the table . I walked outside to the front of my home and gazed up at the stars wanting to scream for my freedom when I saw the handsome stranger I met earlier . He walked over to me and asked me why I looked so sad . I could hardly believe that someone like him would even want to speak to me . I plucked up the courage to speak and told him I was not sad . He replied that a pretty girl like me had no reason to lie . We engaged in conversation for a while and I found myself getting lost in his beautiful dark brown eyes . Soon we were interrupted by my father . My father called him Mr Sutherland . I smiled with excitement for at last I had met the man everyone talked about . My father ordered me into the house . My mother forced me inside the house but I was able to hear my father tell James that I would instructed never to speak to him again.
That had settled it for me I was now to make it my priority to find James again and see if it was possible to get know him on my own terms . This how ever was to prove to be a fatal mistake on my part .
Having a clear out and came across a box full of rings . Was asked where they came from . Had to have think and then I remembered they were my engagement rings .
Asked who were the men that gave me them ?
My reply… damned if I can remember
Also pointed out that they were all tight fisted so they are probably worthless
Has got me thinking who were they all and my daughter referred to me as a right tart .
I just told her I can't help it if I was popular . Sure I must of had my reasons for accepting at the time .
Its all over Keir Starmer is the new PM . My thoughts turn to number 10s cat Larry . He has not been seen . I think as soon as he heard we now have had Labour government he thought sod this for a game of politicians and packed his bags and checked himself into Battersea dogs and cats home in the hopes of finding a sane forever home .
All I want you to say is nothing
All I want you to do is nothing
All I want you to hear is nothing
All I want you to feel is nothing
He's my king at night
He pulls my hands so tight
He's gonna pull me in
He's going to make me sin
You're telling me that you love me
Something I can not deny
Mesmerised by your cruelty
While you burn my eye's
Crucified on your body
I can feel your thorns
Bleeding out is so ugly
Surrender with no doubt
All I want you to see is nothing
All I want you to ask is nothing
All I want you to be is nothing
All I am is nothing
Continue to pull me in and make me sin
Chrom
Voting over and in the morning I find out who will be the new Prime Minister .
Apparently since the announcement of the General Election I started swearing every time Keir Starmer appeared on the telly .
Well I can't be the only one in the UK who shouts out rude words every time he opens his mouth .
If things go the way I think they will I have been threatened by my family with a swear jar . I have to put a £1 in every time Keir Starmer appears on tv and swear. I think the next five years are going to cost me dearly .
Its going to be getting Fucking expensive in my house 😫
My daughter is about to go galavanting around Norway with her new boyfriend . She asked me whats the best way to a mans heart . So I told her what my grandmother told me .
Straight through the bastards back with a pickaxe
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Your Grandmother was wise woman.
After the way my daughter's ex boyfriend treated her I thought it would make her laugh and just keep aware during this new relationship . Not met him yet but I hope he is good to her
Sounds like fore play. *smiles*
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Cadrewolf2
03:43 Jul 31 2024
I hate loose ends too,, EXCELLENT
Lamadia79
03:46 Jul 31 2024
Thank you