Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt.#writephoto. Carved.

This is my entry for Sue Vincent‘s Thursday photo prompt #writephoto.

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The stones stood in a ring an ancient ring, older than time. The stone in the middle was called the cauldron, it had this name not only for its shape but because of it’s history.

The cauldron was where the witches of old would mix their magic, a magic made stronger by their numbers and their beliefs.Nature their mother had carved the centre out for them.

Rachel and Lisa approached the cauldron carrying the herbs and potions Lisa had gathered up on Rachel’s return to the castle.

Lisa had Hope strapped close to her chest and well hidden under her cloak to all intents they looked like a woman and a large dog/ wolf. They had left the castle a week before and travelled a dangerous road.

Rachel stopped and looked ahead, she felt uneasy as if evil was surrounding her. “Look at the sky Lisa” she whispered.”Why is it that colour it does not look natural.”

It was not a normal sky the colours were too harsh too intense. Lisa took a deep breath and replied,”No that is the reflection of war, fire and blood. The war had started, Calador was attending the great Elf council, Mathew and the crows were with the Vampires. Corvo brought Lisa news of Mathew every other day.

Mathew still being undetected apart, the news was dark. Humans being slaughtered, and tortured. The Werewolves were also on the rampage , soon there would be few humans left if some power did not come to their aid soon.

Who knows the outcome, nothing was carved in stone,yet.

You can read the whole story so far here at The Vampire , the Witch and the Werewolf.


Thursday photo prompt – Ahead #writephoto

Last week I could not get Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt Challenge done so I am doing two chapters this week, last week’s and this.

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Firstly Arch #writephoto.

Rachel woke from her sleep. The fire in the hearth was still burning, she had no idea how long she had slept. Not did she feel any remorse for ripping apart and destroying that female Vampire before she had found this place.

Stretching her front and then her hind legs she arched her back and padded away from the fire towards the smell of fresh water. She went through an open door way and found herself in a church. This was strange because when she had entered the building that had afforded her scantuary from the Vampires there had been no sign of a church.

Looking around Rachel was impressed by the size of the building in which she now stood. The ceilings were high and the aisle was wide and lined with pillars and arches. The silence of the place was deafening it surrounded her, it swallowed her whole.

A wind was ruffling her fur she went into it and toward the sweet smell of water. The light was fading, she must of slept a night and a day… She felt mightily refreshed.

Rachel moved towards the evening light made brighter by the snow out side of a glassless Arch. She found a trough of fresh running water, she drank deeply and found as she did she was growing in strength and healing. The wound of her lost baby being eased and she began to feel she was capable of facing all that was to come.

Just before she steppe into the snow outside of the arch she wondered how, with there being no glass at this arch and the door to the sanctuary being open, had she slept so safely with the Vampires of the night before on the prowl.

Rachel stepped though the arch and knew where her path was leading, she felt new life being breathed into her soul. She set off at speed towards the witches castle to join Lisa, Calador and Hope.

Ahead #writephoto.

Calador looked over the outcrop of rocks that marked the entrance to great Hall of the Elves. He had not been this close to his home for years and to be honest it was filling him with mixed emotions.

Standing high above the grass and tree covered rocks he saw, as he always had as child Elf, the head of a dog warrior with a mighty helmet. It had scared him as a child, it scared him now.

He had been summoned by the elders of Elfdom to report and help lay plans for the way ahead, the war.

The other four Elves that had been sent out to meet with the humans, dwarfs and Werewolves had summoned too.

What did lay ahead he wandered, would he survive to be with Lisa and Hope, could he protect them. He knew that Lisa a Hope were very important to the future and that was why he had been sent to protect them .

Well Calador thought to himself he could not stay here all day he had to get on. As he stepped forward he knew where his path lay, he felt new life being breathed into him.


Rachel Arrived at the Witches castle as the dawn was breaking, as she entered the castle grounds she saw that the evil winter was invading the enchanted summer that Lisa had cast around the grounds.

Lisa was delighted to see her. Rachel asked about the breaking of the summer spell.

Lisa explained that her magic could only do so much against the mighty evil of the Vampires. She and Hope were the last of the Witches so they had no help.

Lisa and Rachel embraced, as they did Lisa knew where her path lay ahead, she felt new life being breathed into her soul.

To read  the rest of  the  story  so far  please  visit  here  The  Vampire, the Witch and the  Werewolf.

Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt Dusk #writephoto

My entry to Sue Vincent of Daily Echo#writephoto Prompt. Dusk.

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As dusk gave way to night so Mathew joined the throng of young Vampires on the shore. He blended in well even though he was hundreds of years their senior. Settling in among the crowd he closed his mind to their jubinle chatter, opening it to hear the words of the Old Ones.

Again Mathew found himself standing on the beach looking out to sea with the silver moonbeams dancing out to the horizon. Thankfully he thought to himself he was not alone and in anguish as he had been on previous occasions.

The atmosphere was relaxed he could feel the confidence and foolhardiness of youth all around him. Luckily he had all his senses honed and ready for the slightest hint of danger. Suddenly a black pair of wings flashed past his face, he was just about to grab at the crow when it turned and looked him in the eye and told him that Roman and the elders were coming this way and to take cover.

At that second a young female grabbed at the crow, Mathew flicked her out of the way grabbing the crow and whispering in her ear, “you do not want the crow” she smiled and turned away. Mathew threw the bird into the air, just in time to see the Old Ones coming his way. Quickly Mathew melted into the crowd, hiding his thoughts from Roman.

As the Old Ones past Roman lifted his hand and all four of them stopped without a word they scanned the crowed beach. “There is something” said Roman, “I can’t place it … I can feel it though” Q the darker of the two female elders waved a gloved hand at him, “It is excitement” she said “Come on” she said “We need to mobilize our troops”

Roman sniffed the air, took two steps towards Mathew before Q angrily shouted at Roman to “Come on!”

The Old Ones moved to the dunes to oversee and address the gathering. From this vantage point Roman thought for a fleeting second he saw a crow in the sky, he dismissed the thought. Looking out on all the Vampires from all four houses he felt a feeling he had forgotten excitement.

This was the eve of the war.

You can read  the  whole story  so far  at  The  Vampire  the  Witch  and  the  Werewolf

Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt . Between.

This is my entry to Sue Vincent of Daily Echo‘s Thursday Photo Prompt,#writephoto.

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As Rachel slept the warmth from the fire warmed her bones. She floated through space and time. Alternatively floating above the frozen land outside the sanctuary,in which she lay, and passing through deep dark and warm recesses of the earth.

Eventually she found herself walking through a field of rape seed. Golden and bright leading up to a hill green and verdant, lush against a blue sky. Cut through the center of the sea of yellow was a path that lead up to the hill, at least two miles away in the distance.

Looking down Rachel saw her legs and feet, she was in her human form, she was a child. Voices came to her, her parents and her sister. They were calling to her to join them where they were hiding in the sea of yellow.

Picking up speed she began to run, she felt her body changing, she felt a fear and an exhilaration, it was new to her. She looked across to her parents and her elder sister to see them… They were wolves, beautiful wolves. Looking down she saw that she too was a wolf.

The warm sun, the scent of the rape, the voices of her sister and parents, this was the memory of her very first transition in to a warewolf.

As Rachel drew close to her family she saw the sky darken, the field of yellow turned grey and began to either and die. Rachel slowed, she knew what she would find, this was not just the day of her first transition, it was day her life changed and became dark forever. The day the Vampires came and killed her family leaving her trapped between.

You can read the whole story so far here at The Vampire , the Witch and the Werewolf.

Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt. Sanctuary.

This is my entry for Sue Vincent’s Thursday’s Photo Prompt Sanctuary.



Rachel ran, ran as she had not run for months, the moonlight urging her on and she giving her blood lust free range for once looked magnificent. By midnight she had killed and disposed of a huge bear and was having her normal internal fight. The werewolf in her craved a human but the tiny but strong human part of her was fighting the craving.

Stopping in a clearing Rachel got the scent of something she craved almost as much as human, Vampire! It was close and it was female and the way she felt right now she could easily take her on. Standing stock still and sniffing the air she located the Vampire. Slowly and silently she crept up to a line of trees, fully aware that she was in the open and at a disadvantage she went carefully and stealthily . As she entered the wood she saw ahead of her a female Vampire bathing in shallow looking pond. Rachel felt a shudder of sheer want pass through her . Closing in, moving silently. The Vampire, at first unaware that she was not alone, suddenly felt Rachel’s hot breath on her neck. In a flash she rounded on Rachel. They stood fang to fang Rachel on the shore the Vampire in the water.

In a flash the Vampire lept out of the water and landed in the snow behind Rachel, who turned on her heels and lunged at her victim. Biting the Vampire in the stomach she was spurred on by the taste of fresh blood. The Vampire let out a scream of anger and dug her nails deep into Rachel’s back. Rachel flicked the Vampire off of her back and pounced on her. The Vampire was trying to bite into Rachel’s neck but Rachel was high from lack of real prey for so long. Biting deep into the Vampire’s chest, Rachel was soon covered by the blood oozing out covering her face and fur. Quickly she ripped out the Vampire’s heart and ate it then just to make sure she ripped off the Vampire’s head , then she quickly lapped up as much blood as she could before the Vampire and her scarlet blood turned to ashes in the snow.

Rachel felt elated she arched her back and throwing back her head she howled at the moon loud and long. As she turned to leave the wood she froze, on the wind she could sense and yes, smell Vampires, at least three of them. As she fought madly to clear her mind of moonlight and blood she saw a strange domed building on the far side of the clearing . She ran for the door she had no idea why she was heading to the building… she just felt drawn towards it. Halfway across the clearing to her grateful amazement it started to snow heavily covering her paw prints. As she reached the door her luck was still holding and it was open. As she slunk inside the door closed silently behind her.

Outside she heard the Vampires arrive. They spent what seemed like hours trying to open the door but failing. Walking into the gloom she saw light and felt warmth coming from a fire at the far end of the circular room in which she stood. The fire drew her in and she approached , all the time looking at the writing on the wall above the fireplace.

“This is Sanctuary to all but Vampires”. Feeling exhausted Rachel curled up in front of the fire and slept.

Outside the Vampires tried to enter the Sanctuary without any luck and searched for their sister…in vain. Just before dawn they left to seek shelter.

You can read the whole story so far here at The Vampire , the Witch and the Werewolf.

Sue Vincent’s #Writephoto : Shrine

This  is  my  entry  to Sue Vincent’s Thursday  Photo Prompt. #writephoto.

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The  Shrine 


Rachel  and  Mathew  stood  in  the  moonlight. Mathew  looking  serious  said  to Rachel  “I  do  not  want  to  leave  you  but the  Witch and  Caladore  are  here to protect  you.” Rachel  bristled at  his  words  “I need  no one  to  protect  me  thank  you ” She  almost  growled  her  eyes  flashing  yellow  with  anger. Mathew’s  face  softened  and  he actually  laughed … “No”  he said   ” I can  see  that my  love . Can I  ask  at least  that  you  all look after each other?” Rachel’s  face  soften as  she  asked “And  who is  going  to  look after  you  amid  those  Vampire’s?  Surely  Roman  will sense  your presence immediately.” Moving  closer  to  her  Mathew  took  Rachel into  his  arms  and  said  “I shall be  one  of  hundreds, I will keep a  low  profile  and  stay  with  the young ones . Roman is  a vain  creature who  takes  little  note  of  those  he  considers   beneath his  notice.” Rachel  was  not  truly  reassured  but  because  she  knew  nothing  she  could  say  would  change  his  mind   she  smiled . They  kissed  and  said  their  farewells and  then  Mathew  was  gone, off into  the  bitter  winter  beyond  the  castle  walls.

For a  few  moments  she  watched  him  go  then  she  morphed  in to her  Werewolf self. Slowly  she  turned  and  padded out  of  the  castle  garden and  into  the  cold. The  moon was full and  every bone and  and muscle  in her  body  was  tingling in  the  silver moon magic. Feeling  her  blood  lust  rise  and  for  once  deciding  not  to  deny  it  she  headed off into  the  night  at  speed  she had  not used in ages. Oh! it  felt  good  to be  out  on  the hunt  on her own, the  wind in her face  and  cold heightening  her senses.

Lisa looked  across  the  table  and  asked Caladore  where  had Rachel  gone. “Look at  the  moon ” Caladore  smiled “Ah! replied  Lisa  she is  off on  a hunt. She has  not  been out on  one  since  she  left  to  find  Mathew.”  Caladore  replied “Well then she is overdue answering  the  call of her  nature. ” then with a  wry grin he added “More  supper  for us!”

Finding  themselves  alone  with Hope  in  the  castle  for  the  first  time  they  settle  the  baby  and  then spent  the  evening  and  the  night  happy in  each others  arms.  At the  first  rays  of another  enchanted  summer  morn  they  wrapped  Hope up  and  went  again  to  the  edge  of  the  castle garden  boundary to  where  the  the old  shrine  stood.  Lisa  asked  Caladore  had  he  ever  seen  this  shrine  before . He  nodded , “we have one  outside  our  Great  Hall which is  exactly  the  same. ”  Lisa was mystified ” Why  do  you have  one  there ” she  asked . “can  you  explain  what  these  carvings  mean, and  who is  that  man there ” Asked Lisa  pointing  to  the  head  of a  man  above  three  swans.

“Slow down” said  Caladore  “One question at a time , lets  sit down and I shall explain as  best I can”  Lisa sat next  to Caladore wide eyed. Taking  a  deep breath  Caladore  started  to  explain.  ” Many years  ago  before  even our our  present  history  was  set down in  stone  and  then paper  our  two races  were one.” Lisa Looked  shocked , she went  to speak  but Caladore  continued. “All was  as it  should  be  until  Elsenor the Great  fell in love  with  three sisters. He was truly  bewitched  by all three of  them and  could not  choose  who  to  marry and  have  as  his  Queen. These  three  Elf Witches  also  were deeply  in love  with  him. ” Caladore  stop  talking  while  he  accepted  a  drink  from Lisa. Taking  a  deep draught  he continued. ” The situation was  desperate, seemingly  there was no answer. Then Elsenor’s brother Brownin , who was  jealous of  his  brother’s  standing  and  rank decided  to  cause  mischief. Brownin  went to  the mother of  the three Elf Witches  and  asked  her if  she  could  solve  his  brothers  problem  for him . Unfortunately  for  all involved  this  Witch  was herself in  love  with Elsenor and  madly  jealous  of  her  daughters. ” Again  Caladore   stopped  to  take a  draught  of his  drink  then he carried on.  ” This  evil Witch  cast a spell  that turned  all three of  her daughters into  swans who  could  only  live if  they stayed on the lake  outside  Elsenor’s  great hall. Brownin  then, at  the  witches  suggestion  tempted  each  swan  from the lake so  that  they  died. Elsenor  died of  a broken heart at  the loss of the beloved  sisters. Brownin  became  the  Head  of  the  Great  hall of  Elves . He told  the  elders  that  the  Witch  has  turned  her  daughters  into  swans  and  they  bewitched him  into  luring  them to  their  deaths… thus causing  Elsenor  to die of  a broken heart!

The  elders  cast out  the  Witch and  also  every Witch Elf  from  the  race  leaving  only  the pure  Elf  females able  to stay thus  dividing  the Witches from  the  Elves  forever. ” Pausing again  Caladore  could  see questions  building  up in Lisa’s  mind.  “But ” said  Lisa “Elves  and  Witches  get  along  now ..don’t we .” “Yes indeed  we do”  smiled  Caladore.  “We have  learned  that  that  there  is  good and  bad in  every  race  now”

But  asked Lisa “You  have not  explained  about  the  shrine  yet? ” Caladore  smiled “I will now  if  you are  ready. ” The  Witch  was  so furious  at  Brownin’s  betrayal  that  she  turned him into  a huge  stone , she  then had  a  stone  mason  carve  the  face  of  her  beloved Elsenor  onto  the  front  of  the  shrine  and  beneath  him  three  swans, her  daughters. Finally  she had  the  mason  carve out  the place  where  Brownin’s face  would of  been and  there  she had  a  candle placed . ”

Lisa  walked  across  to  the  shrine and  ran her  fingers over  the  carvings….” there  are  no  bad  vibes  coming  from  this  shrine” she  said. “No ” answered  Caladore “This  one is  a  copy, the  original  shrine is  the  one  outside  our great  hall. There it  stands  and if  you  touch it  you can  still feel Brownin’s  trapped spirit’s  agony, you can  sometimes at  night hear his  screams! ”

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Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt. Woodland.

It is  Thursday  and once again  it is  time  for  Sue Vincent’s  of  Daily Echo,  photo Challenge #writephoto.  Woodland .

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The  crow  circled  above  the  Witch’s  Castle, confused  by the  fact  that it  was  summer  within  the  castle  walls  and  deep  bleak winter  everywhere  else.

Finally  he  took  the  plunge  and  landed  on a  windowsill  under  a  beautiful  red  rose. He  tapped  at  the  window  pane  until  Caladore  opened it  and  let  him  in. “Well Corvus  what  have  you  seen  and heard.” He  asked  looking  deep into  his  bright  eyes. Corvus  cleared  his  throat  with a  deep  “caw” and  then  proceeded  to  tell Caladore  and  Lisa  what  he  had  seen. Mathew  and  Rachel joined  them  at  the table, Rachel’s  eyes  wide  with  fear and  interest.

Corvus  told  them  of  the  gathering  of  all  the  Vampire  Houses  and  how  the  the  four Ancients  were  laying  their plans  for  war. “The  sky  turned  black  with  hundreds  of Vampires  all arriving  at once. ” He  told  them , “I have  left  my  most  trusted  brother  to  gain  knowledge  of  their  plans.” Will he  be unnoticed ” asked  Mathew , secretly  surprised  that  he was  having  a  conversation  with  a crow!

“He  will indeed”  answered  Corvus  “they  are  not  interested  in  us. To  them …to  you  normally, we  are just  birds, hardly a worthwhile snack! ” Mathew looked across  to Caladore  and  said “It  has  begun” Caladore nodded  sagely, “Yes  we need  to  gather  troops  and  make  plans. ”

Lisa removed  some  meat  from  the  stew  pot  and  put it on  a  plate  and  offered  it  to  Corvus  who  after  his  long  and  cold  flight  ate  greedily. Rachel  reached  out  to  Corvus, who  dodged  her  hand  and  moved  around  to  the  other  side of  the plate. He  eyed  her  cautiously…..” I  don’t  want  your  meat ” smiled  Rachel “I just  wanted  to  stroke  you  I  have  never  had  the chance  to  speak  to  one  of  your  kind before. ” Corvus  thought  for a  moment and  the  replied “Well I  have  never  been one  for  conversing  with  Werewolves  either” Rachel  wasn’t  sure  but  she  thought  she  saw a  twinkle  in  the  crows  eyes.

Caladore  took  some  maps  from  his  bag  and  showed  them  to Corvus, “Can  you show us  where  this  gathering  took place ” he  asked  the  crow . Corvus  obliged and  showed  the  the  road  to  the  beach  near  the  tall tower.

Rachel  could  feel  the  sun  going  down  and  the  pull of  the  full moon  was upon  her. While  the  Elf  and  the  Vampire  made their  plans,  Lisa  and  Rachel  walked out  to  the edge of  the  castle  boundaries where  there  was a  small piece  of  woodland. It was  calm  and warm  there  in  the  light of  the  setting  sun . A haven, a spot of  piece  caught in  late  summer  on  the  inside  of  the castle  garden  walls, while  a  freezing  blizzard  raged on  the outside.

Lisa  and  Rachel  sat  watched  the  dying  rays  of  the  sun  playing  along  the  ground  Hope  was sleeping  soundly  strapped  to  Lisa’s  chest  and  as  the last  of  the  sun@s rays  faded  so  Rachel’s  body  elongated  and  became  hirsute  and  in minutes  she  was   beautiful  werewolf .

Lisa laid  hope  down  at  Rachel  paws  and  smiled  at  how  the  baby  stroked  at  Rachel, she  knew  how  much  Rachel  was  still grieving  for her  lost  child. As  it  grew  darker  Corvus  flew down  to  woodland to  tell  the  Witch and  Werewolf  he  was  now  off  on  a  mission  to  ask  the  Elf elders  for  help  in  persuading  the  humans  to  join  their  side in  this  coming war.

Rachel got  to  her  four paws  and  picked up  Hope in  her  mouth  and  she  and  Lisa  returned  to  the  castle. As  they  walked  away  a  few  flakes  of  snow  fell on  the  woodland  and  from under  the  wall a  thin line  of  ice  began  to  spread  toward  the  castle, unseen and as yet and un-felt.

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Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Challenge : Distant.

Part of Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Challenge , #writephoto. Thank you Sue for another fabulously atmospheric photo I swear that you travel time and space to get them! So this week the prompt is Distant.

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I am continuing my story ‘Vampires the Witch and the Werewolf’ you can read the story so far here.



Roman stood on the shore of the lake and looked to the distant mountains. Covered in a winter’s snow of his making . He was strong , the strongest he had ever been in the aeons of his existence. Half a mile away at the tower the other three Ancients stopped feeding and saw through his eyes. The dark waters, the standing stones, on the far shore rose the mountains majestic in the nights light.

Roman was planning his next move. From every point of this world Vampires were heading to join him . Every single House was bound to answer an Ancients summons and was headed this way. Roman could feel the quickening surging through him. The other three felt it too and the urge in them grew, their poor victims who had been tied up and fed upon for a couple of days were now pounced upon and their blood was drained out of them .

The humans in the villages and towns saw the sky turn black as the Vampires flew towards the tower , the Werewolves also saw them and began to join up with other packs …. It was plain to see that evil was spreading and fear was infectious among the humans who had the most to lose.

The world seemed to be shrinking as evil gathered and could be seen darkening all horizons. The distance between light and dark was shrinking , the dark was winning. War was no longer a distant threat.

Roman called to the other ancients to join him to greet the arrivals. They immediately left the tower and flew to his side, stopping only to pick up a poor unfortunate woman on her way home. Roman famished and highly aroused bit into the jugular of the of the woman …. a fleeting glimpse of Fay came to him writhing in ecstasy as he rode her. Unfortunately for his victim he stopped feeding and threw her to the ground where he forced himself inside her. The more she screamed in agony the harder he thrust . After he came, he sucked her dry , as her last breath left her, he cursed her for being a mere human as he wanted more his lust was not sated.

Morgan, a female Ancient smelt the broken body “I smell a baby…” she said , “No” said Roman “I have had it’s blood ” he snapped, wiping his mouth with his handkerchief.

Before anymore could be said the first of the Vampire Houses arrived, they darkened the night , blotting out the moon. They assembled on the shore in front of the four who were to be their generals. All of them beautiful and deadly dangerous.

As more Houses arrived a black crow took off from a nearby vantage point and flew off into the night, unnoticed, towards the Witches castle …………

Sue Vincent’s Thursday Photo Prompt Challenge: Crow.

This is my entry for Sue Vincent of Daily Echo Thursday Photo Prompt Challenge.

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The Crow

Mathew came through the door still stunned not only by the pleasant warmth but how suddenly his spirits had lifted.

Calador greeted him as a friend hugging him and offering him a drink.  Mathew was taken aback this elf was so open hearted and generous, not many greeted a Vampire like this and meant it.

Lisa put Hope back in her drawer and said to Mathew. “Would you like to talk about it” “Talk about what ” enquired Rachel. 

A look of sorrow, anger and pain  crossed Mathew’s face as it all returned to him. ” I have killed Fay, I had to” Mathew sat down and to everyone’s horror he wept. Huge tears that ran down his face leaving red marks.

Rachel crossed the room to take him in her arms. The smell and touch of her helped. Mathew took a deep breath and told them all about Fay’s alience with Roman and the Ancients. How she wanted him to side with them. How he had fought with her to her ugly death…… Worst still how he felt he had been fighting Roman right up until she died when she had again become his sister.

Rachel was stunned and sickened to her stomach, the shock turned her into her Werewolf form. Lisa and Calador were not shocked, having physic powers they had known the second,the place and the method of her death. 

Mathew turned to Lisa and asked… “How did you not know of her treachery, why did you not warn me?” Calador rose from his chair “she could not if known even I saw nothing untoward in her thoughts.  Roman probably wove a spell over her to hide her true intentions”

Sighing Mathew lay down next to Rachel and stroked her coat, looking into her ice blue eyes he pleaded “come back to me Rachel I need you”

Lisastod and Calador picked up Hope and headed for the door,”We will watch the sunset from the roof” adding quietly as they left “we don’t need to be physic to know what they need to do”  Lisa giggled as Calador put his arm around her waist. Then she felt a warm bubbling feeling in parts of her body that she thought had died with Mark. Calador looked into her eyes and said, telepathically “don’t feel guilty I ask nothing until or even if you are ever ready.” Lisa let out a sigh and smiled at this beautiful gentle Elf before her.

Back in the room as the sun set Mathew felt himself aroused as Rachel returned to her human form. Every bone in his body wanted her and he could see she felt the same. 

They had sex, fast and furious on the floor in front of the fire,then Mathew carried Rachel to the bed and they slowly and gently, this time,  made love…….

Out on the roof of the castle tower Calador and Lisa surveyed the frozen wastes outside the castle perimeter, such a contrast to their own Indian summer.

A crow that had been watching them from a nearby tree fluttered across and landed on Calador’s arm.

“Hello mister Crow and how are you?” Asked Lisa. The Crow looked from  one to the other then said ” My name is Corvo and I have come to join you in your hour of need.  I have many brothers and sisters and we want to side with you.”

“Then you are all welcome” said Lisa and Calador together as one.

The rest of story so far is here  at Vampires, The Witch and the Warewolf.

Thursday Photo Prompt: Window.#writephoto

Here we are at the first Thursday Photo Prompt in 2018 and a huge Than You to Sue Vincent who kindly gives us such amazing photos prompts. 

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Rachel woke with a start she had been having nightmares about the future and what it held. Calidore and Lisa were at the table deep in conversation they both turned to face her as she screamed. 

Lisa smiled, “you are okay it’s only a dream here join us Calidore had cooked us breakfast.”  Rachel shuddered against the cold… Then suddenly realised it was warm and there was sunlight streaming in through the windows that ,when she fell asleep, were covered in ice inside and out.

Lisa handed Rachel a plate of food which was delicious, an elvish recipe she guessed. Rachel again looked at the sunlight streaming into the room and the fabulous scent of winter roses.  “How” she asked “what has happened to the harsh conditions that were here last night.” Lisa, picking up Hope as she  replied. ” It was Calador’s idea. We combined our magic so we could have an Indian summer just within the courtyard and house.” Calador added, ” we decided we needed a little lift… But just step over the threshold of the courtyard and the unholy winter is still there.”

“Is there any news from Mathew ?” asked Rachel,  “no” replied Lisa” but both Calador and I have sensed a deep sorrow in his thoughts” Yes unusual as it is that Vampire is in great pain, but he is headed this way” added Calador. 

Despite her fears Rachel could not help notice a deep bond  forming between Lisa and Calador. This pleased her she loved Lisa and this huge handsome elf was finding a place in her heart.

Miles away Mathew was torn should he return to see the others or should he see what information he could gather about Roman and the Ancients plans. His body was blooded and torn but worse was the mental pain he was feeling. These feelings long dead had been reawoken  by his beloved Werewolf Rachel.  He made his decision and set of back to the witches castle.

Stepping into the courtyard Mathew was stunned by the warm and sunlight… He was amazed he could actually smell the roses… Even more  amazingly he was feeling joy…..

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