Lilith^^
Lilith
With a bored hum I wrapped my lips around the straw of my blood infused bloody mary. The women were giving me unneeded attention, all most likely drawn by my silky blonde hair and doll-like aquamarine eyes.
All the lesbians and bisexual women checking me out held none of my interest. I want looking for a good time, nor was I looking for a woman.
I was looking for a man.
My master promised me a reward if I managed to locate this kid, so here I was, huffing and puffing at the unneeded attention.
What does an asexual have to do to not be flocked around here?! I rolled my eyes at the girls around me, and choked on my drink.
"Oh my gosh, are you okay?" One squealed, gently patting my back. I payed no attention.
Across the way, I saw my target. My eyes flew open. Master is going to be thrilled! I sang mentally, watching him shoot down drink after drink. I threw down a few bills for the bartender, and ran out of the Incubus' Illusion like a bat out of hell.
I made it to our modest coven, a nice little log cabin in the heart of a forest. "Master! Master! Get up!" I unlocked the bolts on his coffin, and threw open the lid. He yawned.
"What is it, Lilith? What's a guy supposed to do to get peace around here?" He grumbled, sitting up.
"You'll never belief who I saw!" I squeaked. I showed him the discreet picture I took of the young lad. His shamrock eyes lit up at the sight of the boy.
"Very, very, very good Lili! What would you like as a reward?" I batted my long eyelashes at him.
"I want dragons." He blinked. "Dragons, why?" He complained. "Eggs are so hard to get a hold of nowadays." I switched to a tab I left open for a supernatural market. Dragon eggs are quite rare. After the extreme hunting of dragons for thousands of years, the dragon kings, Dragomir and Mikado put an end to enslaving dragons, and protected them in their kingdom. Of course, there were still some dragons who put their eggs up for adoption.
"I want two eggs, master Alistair." He groaned. "Fine, dammit. You get your eggs." He took my phone and typed in his payment information. "Ships in a week, be prepared." He yawned once more. "Now, I return to my sleep, for dawn is upon us. I suggest you do too, everyone."
All of masters fledglings turned to him, and simultaneously slipped into their sleep boxes. I lowered myself into my own, a lovely black one with a silk violet interior, and stared happily at my purchase.
Now, I need to think about names.
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RomanceCamden Silver has no recollection of the past fourteen years, yet everywhere he goes, everything he sees, is reminiscent of a man he's never even met. Or has he?
