The Evening Social Club. The high society organization that only the wealthiest and most influential people may join. Most of the people didn’t know about its existence. Those that knew were prohibited from speaking about it.
The first rule of Social Club is we do not talk about Social Club.
The second rule of Social Club is we do not talk about Social Club.
The third rule of Social Club is mbers can only be invited.
Isabella de la Cour. The number one singer and star of Anglas. She attended the Social Club that day. She wore a pure white dress that made her stand out from all the guests.
Everyone was asked to wear a masquerade mask. Even her.
But she was hard to mistake. The soft shoulders that looked like it could lt right off to your body was sothing nothing can hide.
The guests looked at her. People murmured. n lusted. Won were jealous. But she belonged to no man.
The newest mber of the Social Club. Mister Jas Hackman. He had a rather successful line of talwork and was slowly becoming one of the richest n in Luandon.
That was why Tennant had invited him to be a mber of the Club. He had skills and resources that Count Dracula may make use of.
"She’s really a dream, Joe." Jas drank from the glass. His eyes were hard to divert away from Isabella’s glowing figure.
"As a friend, I advise you to not approach her." Joe Tennant said.
"Why?"
"Because the master of this club is her man."
Jas sighed and nodded. He didn’t work his way up here to be ruined by the thing between his legs. He knew a fine woman when he saw one. But he ain’t going to throw away good networking just because of a girl.
And then more guests ca. People in the latest fashion. Dancing in the dreamy light with the best looking won and the most powerful n. The latest imported wine from the East. The dessert carried all the way from the Oriental Trail.
Everything made everyone drunk from the luxurious of it all.
Isabella stepped on the podium and sang. She sang because she loved it. Not because she needed to.
The world of the night had freed her from her shackles. It was everything that she desired and more.
A hand reached forward from behind her and hugged her waist.
She knew that touch from anywhere.
"When did you arrive, my love?"
A pale man with a top hat was behind her. The famous and mysterious master of the club.
"Just a mont ago, my princess." He pulled her in and kissed her dearly.
Too passionate and would have been deed inappropriate in every other place. But not here. Not in the Evening Social Club.
Joe dropped his jacket and pulled in another woman.
"Woah! Woah! Calm down, Joe! You’re drunk!" Jas tried to stop him but he froze when the woman replied his kiss.
"What the?!" Jas widened his eyes.
It wasn’t just Joe. The other guests began to kiss each other as well.
What kind of vampire it would be, if there wasn’t so insane sensual party. It was the core of their identity after all. At least, that was what Carter thought.
Vampire was sexy, depraved, and monstrous. Carter took all the aspects from his favorite films and put it into one.
And then, thing went sour. Because the first vampire revealed his true form.
Joe dropped the glass and fell on his butt.
"Monster!" He scread.
And then more screams. And more monsters appeared. Those elegant and classy guests had all transford into unimaginable monsters. Those that would haunt the dream of all the humans here.
There were only three new mbers including Jas. They were all cornered into the wall because of how terrified they were.
"We’ve been fooled! This is not a Social Club! This is a den of demons!" The only female human cried out.
Hannah Reid, the owner of the New Dream Theater, one of the First Generations, stepped forward. Her monstrous form retreated, showing her naked smooth body. Her dress was torn away long ago.
Hannah traced her finger on the woman’s cheek. "Dear Maria. You wanted eternal youth, didn’t you? So I am giving you the chance to."
The vampire stepped to the side, revealing one single path toward Carter.
The pale man slowly walked toward the humans.
"Do you want power?" He said.
"Do you want beauty?" He said.
"Do you want life?" He said.
"I can give it to you."
The three humans were entranced. Dracula’s Charisma and many of his abilities had made him such an irresistible personality.
They approached him slowly. Maria inhaled deeply. She had forgotten about the horror. Only the high of euphoria remained in her.
They were all snakes. They all wanted more. The’re hungry for more. That was why they got their positions. The First Generations picked their victims well. They only chose those that would be loyal to their cause and their master.
Maria dropped her dress. She leaned forward and showed Carter her neck.
"I am yours."
"Indeed you are."
The other vampires knelt down.
"Please accept our little gift, All Father. They are the brightest, youngest, and bravest souls we found. Their blood slls..." Isabella didn’t finish. She only moaned.
That was all he needed to know.
Carter bit down into Maria and taste her blood.
[Synchronization 0.1%]
[Synchronization 0.1%]
[Synchro...]
And then it was Jas. And then it was the third man. They were all delicious.
[Dracula reached 100.0% Synchronization]
[HOST gained 30 Skin STAR Level]
[Host is now 10 STAR Elite (4/10)]
[Please choose an aspect to retain]
"You are very thoughtful, my children. I am proud of all of you!" Carter said.
The vampires knelt at his knees and grabbed his feet. Their naked forms were as bare as animals and as cold as ice.
"Let’s continue the party, shall we?"
The music continued. The band of vampiric musicians played their instrunts. The party had gone to a road with debauchery where scent and flesh mixed in. And the euphoria was endless.
Carter didn’t partake in that of course. He and Isabella found a private area to continue their ’conversation’.
’Hah... I almost forgot how demanding this role was. If this was a movie, it would definitely be rated ’Mature’.’
And Carter continued to destroy his and Isabella’s hips.
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