Title: Blood Dance
Series: The Blood Dance Series
Genre: Erotic/Thriller (18+ read due to, s/v/l/)
Author: A.R. VonBLURB:Valentine's Day is just not what it seems. Two friends long ago discovered their deep dislike for the lovey dovey holiday, Now they realize it holds much more meaning then frilly hearts, love and chocolates when a party leads them to a bloody fun house and a demon that's been around since the dawn of time...
Humans—those delicate beings, which could die with the snap of a neck do not have this knowledge. The dark entities that do know these secrets have kept them within their circles for millennia.
What sort of dark beings are we talking about here? I’m afraid you’ll not be told about any of them here and now, other than one. The one and only entity which is still celebrated cherished and coveted on this planet…this plane.
You see humans as well as other beings have a variety of holidays they celebrate. There are birthdays, Christmas, Easter, Halloween and so many others within all cultures and walks of life on earth. The one you’re to concern yourself with for now, is known to all as the one and only holiday that is full of love, sex, gifts and a ton of history…Valentine’s Day.
There are many stories to how Valentine’s Day started and even who started it. The most popular one is the story of St. Valentine, a priest that married people in secret. Why is that such a big deal? Well, at the time of these occurrences, marriage was banned completely. Long story short, the priest was eventually found out and put to death for doing what he felt was right. All that the priest did was all being done to benefit the soldiers of that time period. It’s a sad story really.
Another story of Valentine’s Day roots that was spread far and wide is of a young man named Valentine. A young man who was in prison for helping persecute Christians. This man fell in love with his jailors blind daughter, and it’s said, he restored her sight. I’m not sure about the order of the two, what I do know is love did not prevail in this tale. He was executed. But before his execution, he sent out a letter to his beloved which he signed ‘Love, your Valentine’.
So many more stories are out there and each holds a very small bit of truth. That’s all except for thee one, the one and only true story of Valentine and its origin. Yes, you read right. Its origin.
You see, Valentine is not a human, a saint, a fae being or an angel. Nothing like any of those delightful, happy ending, good representing beings. No, Valentine was born from darkness, in darkness, lives, breathes, bleeds darkness and releases nothing but darkness, death and destruction.
The truth of it is, Valentine is a demon. A wicked and evil demon who has roamed the earth, right beneath all of our noses for hundreds of life times, a seductress of sexes and taker of lives. A bringer of death, hatred and fornication.
Valentine does not represent love. It—the being—represents death, destruction, horror and finality. There’s nothing positive about Valentine, not to humans and their lives. Not to anything or anyone good and pure.
It can take on any form it wishes, this demon known as Valentine. It can come to you as a male, female, animal, even the freaking Easter bunny if that is what it desired. But that’s beyond the point here.
For over a thousand years, Valentine has had a secret coven, a clan if you wish, in which followers help to make Valentine even stronger by bringing in people to celebrate this false holiday of love. A private party promising good times is usually the hook, line and sinker.
Once the humans get a small taste of the free feeling and sensuality Valentine can give. It then entices the humans by making small promises, laying out various temptations that make humans weak, causing them to cave in to temptation. To give up all that is them, their heart and soul to Valentine and only Valentine.
It’s so easy for the demon to gain followers with the small promises of wealth, a girl, a man desired, long existence, a fantasy come to life, even a dream home or a trip back in time. It all depends on the individual, the follower and their worth to Valentine. What none of them knows is; most of the people who have been brought into this celebration will never come back out, never receive what was promised to them. Those little sheep, those followers are what in truth strengthens Valentine and is what has kept it alive throughout time, death.
Death is what gives it power.
It requires the heart of its victims along with the very soul within the body. Valentine tortures, mutilates, plays with, and then ingests them like it’s nothing and continues to live on and on...
Here’s just one tale, one small story of an instance of Valentine and its following at work. Please do not continue if you dislike kinky sex, gore, violence and moonshine…
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A.R. was born and raised in Bronx, NY and is the oldest daughter of two girls. She holds an Associate's Degree in Computer Science and Information Technology, which was only briefly used. She's a mother of two entertaining teen boys (as well as a lovely fawn Chihuahua, whom she considers her furry daughter.) She's also a wife to a delightfully handsome and amazingly funny man-beast. She loves anything dragon and fantasy related. In her free time she enjoys exercising, listening to music, hiking, cooking, dancing and writing. She also loves a great adventure in and out of a book!
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