Kayla Caleroni is just your average girl. Living in the 1920's living with her 5 sisters but here's the kick, they're all witches. What could be crazier? They find a coven full of vampires. What could possibly go wrong.
He walked us over to the bar, I sat down and ran my hand over the glossy counter top. "I must say, you are a fine dancer Mr. Cerulli." II said "Likewise." He said I smiled at him and he just winked at me. "What can I get for you two tonight?" The bartender asked "A king Henry, filthy." Chris said showing off his fangy smile to the man. "I'll have a lighting bolt, no olives." I said "Alright I'll have those out in a minute." The bartender said as he left to take some else's drink order. I saw that Joshua and Ry were really hitting it off. I saw her smile and laugh at something he had said, then they got up and headed to the dance floor. I saw Salem dancing with a man who was enjoying himself. He had slicked back dark hair and dark eyes
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It looked like all of my girls where dancing the night away, all of the men looking like they were made by the gods. "Looks like my boys found beautiful women to dance with" Chris said "Your boys?" I asked "Yes, the other member of my coven; they are all dancing right now." He said pointing to the dance floor. "My girls are out there dancing as well, look there's one of them now, her name is Allie." I said pointing to her "She's dancing with Ghost." He said "Who?" I asked "You see the man she's dancing with? The one with the half black half blonde hair. His eyes are blacked out like mine." He said
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I looked out and saw who he was talking about. He was dark and mysterious looking but he was smiling down at Allie and I don't think I've ever seen her smile that brightly before. "Ah, I see him." I said "Here's your drinks, enjoy." The bartender said putting our glasses in front of us. "Thank you." I said taking the glass Chris's cup contained a dark red liquid, I wonder what is mixed with the blood. I just drank my drink, looking out to my friends having a good time; it out a smile on my face. My thoughts slowly drifted back to dark vampire beside me, I wanted to know more about him. "What do you want to know? I am an open book." He said I looked at him and shook my head. "I forgot you can read my mind." I said "So what is it that you want to know about me?" He asked taking another sip of his drink. "Everything." I said "Hmm...where to begin." He said "The beginning I guess." I said "Very well then, my full name is Christopher Thomas Cerulli. Technically I am 570 years old but shall forever looking like a 27 year old man. I was born in Venice, Italy and was born into my immortal life in the darkness of the French catacombs. I traveled for 183 years but soon found a home here in the city of Lost Angels. I am a wealthy man, thanks to the man who made me, we don't see eye to eye anymore but that's none of your business. Over many years I have put together the coven it is now. Consisting of Joshua Balz, Richard Olson, Vinny Mauro, Ryan Sitkawski, and Devin Sola aka Ghost. They are the five men I trust most in this world, we all reside in a mansion not far from here." He said I let his words sink into my head, this man has quite the history and sounds like he had wonderful coven members. I still wondered what he enjoyed in life. "I also happen to be a huge jazz and classical music lover and I enjoy dark romanticism story's from time to time, I also love beautiful women." He added Is he even real? He must be a figment of my imagination. A man of culture and a large heart for those he cares about, not to mention his dark side, dark looks. "Does that satisfy your curiosity for one night?" He asked I shook my head yes to his question, I smiled at him. He just seem to be gazing into my eyes, like he saw something that intrigued him. He brought his face a little closer to mine. "Our eyes are the same color, the same shade of dark Amber." He said "Really? I always thought my eye color was a disappointment, the shade of dirt. Not much to look at." I said "Miss. Calderoni you are one of the most beautiful women I have ever seen in my entire existence, never doubt your infinite beauty." He said as he pressed his lips to my cheek softly. His words made my cheeks go dark with color. We spent time talking more about ourselves, learning more about one another. The whole his eyes never leaving mine.
So far it has been a good night, I don't wish for the day break.
