Chapter 1

Ten years hadn’t changed the hatred in people’s hearts but it had softened them up somewhat. Holding the curtains back, Shade stared out into the evening sun as it bathed her face in it’s golden light, although she was only half vampire, she still showed signs of vampirism. She could walk among the humans in her world, but it drained her if she were not careful, she did age, but her ageing process was very slow. For a woman of 36 she didn’t look a day over 18. She did love the taste of blood, and preferred it to the foods most humans choose to eat, but she could eat anything she wanted if she chose to. Brushing her curls out of her face she thought long and hard about the up coming events. There was so much to do before leaving this place; she looked around the room she had called home for the last several weeks. The LeRoux Manson had been completely restored back to its original beauty. She had gone through many photographs of the old place to return it natural state. Ole David LeRoux would be very pleased she thought.

For the moment Blood Moon Haven was her first priority. It was going to be a very long night. Shade couldn’t have asked for better timing not only was the house done but her club was reopening on time as well. The fuss had been well worth it; finally after ten years and a complete over-hall the club would open it’s doors to vampires and humans as well. She remembered many of her loyal customers that had been human they were great people; sometimes it was easier to forget her human side. She could forget that she had her father’s genetic structure was that of what she most despised as well as loved; at least her mother’s people had never condemned her because of what she was. She had always been loved and well-taken care of by Uncle Stefan, Uncle Miguel and Taunt Rhiana even after her parent’s death they remained by her side, teaching her the ways of both cultures but at the same time letting her choose the path in life she wanted to take. Her father’s family never once gave her one moment of their time, she thought as one small crimson tear rolled down her cheek. How many times had she tried to fit in, making a complete fool of herself for the love of her grandparents and her Aunt Gillian?

Slowly a wicked smile played across her lips, her final thoughts had turned to Jayce. Why hadn’t he graced her with his presence? She wondered? Knowing that his thoughts of the Haven re-opening were less then pleasing. Nothing slipped past him, so why wasn’t he beating down the door expressing his views about her re-opening the club? He would probably wait until things got into full swing and make a grand entrance. When he did decide to show him self she was sure it wouldn’t be a pretty sight. As long as he kept his distance she would be fine, at least this way she wouldn’t be constantly reminded of his lowly opinion of her as an individual.

Closing the curtains she walked over to the special mirror that had once belonged to her mother. It was the only thing that she had managed to save from her home. The past always seemed to rear it’s ugly head at the most inappropriate moments. As always her reflection was flawless, she had always been partial to black leather, she thought as she ran her hands over the cool smooth material. The hall clock chimed seven p.m., pulling the timepiece from her leather vest she noticed that it was more then time to go. Grabbing her jacket she raced out of the door and hoped she could get there before anyone started showing up.

Pushing the door open, she made her way to the dark red mustang that sat in front of the old gas station next to the small building she called her crib. From where she stood she could see a large white piece of paper on the windshield. It is starting already she thought, but when she pulled it from it’s resting place she noticed right away that is was from Sebastian. Smiling, she placed it over her heart and blessed him for always being her guardian angel. No matter where she was he was always near to keep her safe if need be. He was one of the only humans she trusted with her life. Rummaging through her purse she fumbled for her cell phone, she wanted to make sure everything was going according to plan. Someone picked up the phone, a pause of silence and then this bubbly voice chimed in.

“Blood Moon Haven, Anya speaking.”

“Anya how is it is that you can stay up all night and still sound so happy all of the time?” I could never sound this cheerful, much less do it everyday. Who’s the vampire here?” The bubbly girl giggled.

“I know that nervous voice of yours Shade LeRoux, stop worrying, you’ll be happy to know they are lining up as we speak to catch front row seat to the Grand Opening of the Haven. So take your time, oh and by the way no Jayce hasn’t showed up. “ There was a pause, like she had stopped breathing for a moment.

“Anya, is everything ok what’s wrong?” Anya?”

“Oh sorry boss, but the cutest pair of buns just walked across the room waiting for a drink. The blonde at the other end of the phone burst into hysterical laughter.

“Anya” No one is supposed to be in there yet. You know that.” She waited for a moment before she spoke up.

“Hey beautiful, does that include me too?”

“Sebastian, you know you need no invitation.” Her voice became almost less then a whisper. She tried not to let her emotions get the best of her, but it wasn’t working to well. “ Thank you.”

“Why are you thanking me love, what great deed have I done now.”

“You know perfectly well what I am talking about, the note you left on my car, silly!"

“Oh that note, I love you Shade, one day you’ll come to realize that, but until then I will wait until you come to your senses. Now get a move on we have people lined up around the block. I have a feeling the tonight is going to be a very interesting.”

Silence greeted her as she listened to dead air. She had vowed never to let another man touch her heart the way Jayce had. Sebastian came along and fought his way into her very soul. She was scared to death to let him in completely; scared that once again love would turn it’s back on her and rapes her emotionally. She couldn’t let that happen, more to the point she wouldn’t allow it to ever happen again

Written By: Anicet

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