storywroughts.

selective, private indie multimuse by eliza

[storywroughts]

mainly horror multimuse feat.  characters from underworld, van helsing 2004, cyberpunk 2077, tanz der vampire, tolkien’s legendarium, the addams family, and original characters.  minors do not interact.   written by eliza.  

[storywroughts]

[ nip ] , from drac to verona ♡

the night felt like sisyphus pushing a boulder up the mountain with little to alleviate verona's restlessness. she would usually find respite in her wives - the pair were always up to some mischief. she could feel them across the castle, the thrum of their maker's blood connecting them eternally. corpse bride can tell they are just as bored as she was. pity.

vampiress resigns to the library for the evening and finds a book gifted from her beloved. he spoiled her voracious pursuit of knowledge, so much so that there were several shelves dedicated to it. verona settles by an open window, slowly lulling herself into the story. it distracts her enough to not catch the pressure of her blood starts to weigh her down further and further into the couch.

teeth sink into her neck for a brief moment, sharply yanking her from her thoughts. hellish blue eyes flash before melting back into their glamour when she realizes her sudden companion. "draga mea," she purrs like a lioness, tilting her head back ever so slightly. "have you escaped the cloying claws of our wives? you know how they dread boredom," she teases.

[busyw0man]

⋆｡‧˚ʚ💋ɞ˚‧｡⋆ 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐦𝐞. 𝐧𝐨𝐰. (VERY USFT!!!!) 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 - send ‘reverse’ for the sender and receiver to swap. adjust wording as needed!

[ grind ] sender straddles receiver’s lap and starts grinding against them, slow and intentional

[ whisper ] sender leans in and whispers exactly what they want to do to receiver in excruciating detail

[ wristgrab ] in the middle of a heated moment, sender pins receiver’s wrists above their head

[ needy ] sender pulls receiver into their lap, desperate and breathless, kissing them like it’s not enough

[ tease ] sender drags their lips and tongue down the length of receiver’s stomach, but stops just before going lower

[ undone ] sender undresses receiver one piece of clothing at a time, dragging it out with loaded glances

[ taste ] sender drops to their knees and starts kissing up the inside of receiver’s thighs

[ lapfull ] sender drags receiver onto their lap in the middle of a conversation, their hands already wandering

[ control ] sender takes full control, guiding receiver’s hands, body, and every motion

[ tug ] sender grips receiver’s hair and yanks their head back to kiss them roughly

[ choke ] sender wraps a hand lightly around receiver’s throat while their lips are barely apart

[ lipbite ] sender bites down on receiver’s bottom lip while grinding against them

[ praise ] in the middle of it all, sender whispers praise between every movement "just like that," "you're doing so good," "don’t stop"

[ beg ] sender makes receiver beg for it

[ mouthy ] sender licks into receiver’s mouth mid-kiss, messy and aggressive

[ suck ] sender sucks a mark into receiver’s neck, possessive and without shame

[ edge ] sender brings receiver right to the brink, over and over, refusing to let them finish

[ wrecked ] sender has one goal: to leave receiver trembling and ruined beneath them

[ needy grind ] clothes still on, sender grinds against receiver until they’re both panting, desperate for more

[ between ] sender slips a hand between receiver’s thighs while whispering, “you’ve been wanting this, haven’t you?”

[ ride ] sender pushes receiver down and climbs on top, holding eye contact the entire time

[ spit ] sender leans over and lets spit drip into receiver’s mouth before kissing them hard

[ mess ] clothes scattered, sheets ruined, bodies tangled—sender and receiver didn’t hold back

[ slow ] sender draws everything out. every stroke, every breath, every motion unbearably slow

[ possessive ] sender fucks receiver like they’re trying to make sure no one else ever will

[ overstim ] sender keeps going even after receiver's already shaking from release

[ grip ] sender grabs receiver by the hips, holding them in place while taking full control

[ hot & heavy ] sender and receiver go at it somewhere they absolutely shouldn’t

[ control freak ] sender lets receiver think they're in charge… until they flip the roles mid-way

[ lips everywhere ] sender kisses every part of receiver’s body.

[ breathless ] sender doesn’t let up until receiver is clawing at their back, gasping for air

[ all night ] sender makes sure receiver doesn’t sleep... again, and again, and again

[ tongue ] sender slides their tongue along receiver’s skin, taking their time tasting every inch

[ dark corner ] they don’t make it home! sender drags receiver into a shadowed corner and gets to work

[ eye contact ] sender holds eye contact the entire time they’re going down on receiver

[ mirror ] sender takes receiver in front of the mirror so they can both watch

𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

❝ i want to hear every sound you make. don’t hold back. ❞

❝ get on your knees—now. ❞

❝ you’re not leaving this bed until i say so. ❞

❝ look at you. all mine and dripping for it. ❞

❝ you said 'just one more time' last time, remember? ❞

❝ keep quiet, or they’ll hear. ❞

❝ is this what you wanted? me, like this, ruining you? ❞

❝ you’re shaking—already? we’ve barely started. ❞

❝ i haven’t even touched you yet, and you're already begging. ❞

❝ be good for me and spread your legs. ❞

❝ don’t you dare finish until i tell you to. ❞

❝ you’re going to be the death of me, but i’ll die happy. ❞

❝ say it. say you need me. say it louder. ❞

❝ i could do this all night. want to test me? ❞

❝ if you want more, use your words. ❞

❝ you look so pretty when you beg. ❞

❝ you’re not shy now, are you? ❞

❝ take it. like that. good. ❞

❝ tell me where you want my mouth. ❞

❝ don’t bite your lip—moan. i want to hear it. ❞

[mythshire]

⚔·˚ ༘ ⋆ 𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐒 & 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐒 ⋆ ༘˚·⚔ a collection of deadly bargains, court games, freedom & chains roleplay sentence starters. genre: fantasy, enemies to lovers, power struggles.

• You fight like someone who has nothing left to lose. • I didn't free you from that place so you could throw your life away. • The king wants you dead. I'm supposed to be the one to do it. • You're not a prisoner anymore, so why do you still act like one? • I've killed for less than what you just said to me. • You think these pretty clothes make me forget what I am? • I saw you training at dawn. Who taught you to move like that? • The competition starts tomorrow. Try not to die in the first trial. • You're one of the king's assassins. I'm supposed to fear you, not— • I know what you did to earn your freedom. Was it worth it? • You can't save everyone in this castle. Stop trying. • I found blood on your balcony. Whose was it? • The Prince wants to see you. And no, you can't say no. • You've got three kills to my one. Should I be impressed or concerned? • I didn't expect the world's most feared assassin to like books. • You're hiding something. I can always tell when you're lying. • The king's guards are asking questions. What did you do? • I heard you screaming last night. Nightmares again? • You bow to no one, do you? That's going to get you killed. • I'm not your enemy. Though I understand why you'd think otherwise. • You could run. Right now. I'd let you. • You're good with a blade, but you fight angry. That's a weakness. • The princess trusts you. I'm not sure that's wise. • I saw the scars. How long were you there? • You're different than the others. I can't figure out if that's dangerous. • The king's champion shouldn't be afraid of anything. So why do you flinch when he enters the room? • The court thinks you're just a pretty ornament. They have no idea. • I found the letters you've been hiding. Who are you writing to? • You saved my life in that trial. I won't forget it. • The rebellion needs someone like you. Someone ruthless. • You're the first person I've met who isn't afraid of what I can do. • You've been free for months now. When are you going to start acting like it? • I know the king's secret. And now so do you. • You could have anyone in this kingdom. Why do you keep choosing solitude? • The foreign dignitaries are here. Try not to kill any of them. • You're playing a dangerous game with the court. Do you even have a plan? • The captain of the guard is in love with you. You know that, right? • I didn't survive this long by trusting people. But I'm trying to trust you. • You fight like you're still in chains. You're not anymore. • The magical wards around the castle are failing. Something's coming. • You told me you were done killing. So whose body is that?

[mcflymemes]

PROMPTS FOR SILENT ACTIONS THAT SAY A LOT *  i wrote these with the implication that the sender doesn't say a word before they perform the action. adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of the prompt

[ tug ] sender tugs receiver behind them during a tense moment

[ pull ] sender pulls receiver out of harm's way at the last second

[ tuck ] sender stares at receiver and quietly reaches up, tucking a fallen strand of hair behind receiver's ear

[ yank ] sender yanks receiver closer to them, ending up in semi-suggestive close proximity

[ steady ] sender grabs receiver's arm to steady them before they fall over

[ walk ] sender moves around receiver and walks closest to the street as they travel down the sidewalk, keeping receiver away from any potential danger in the roadway

[ untied ] sender drops to their knee and starts tying receiver's shoe for them

[ spoon ] sender lifts a spoon towards receiver's mouth, encouraging them to eat

[ trace ] sender traces receiver's lips with their thumb

[ pin ] sender pins receiver to a tucked-away spot in the shadows to avoid being caught

[ neck ] without a word, sender dips down to receiver's throat and kisses them soundly

[ handheld ] sender slips a hand behind their back and grabs receiver's fingers as they stand behind them

[ carry ] without asking, sender takes receiver's heavy bags from them and carries them

[ lock ] sender and receiver lock eyes across the room

[ drink ] sender brings receiver a drink and holds it to their lips, insisting they take a drink

[ reload ] sender reloads receiver's gun for them in the middle of a fight

[ shelter ] sender uses their body to shelter receiver from an explosion or attack

[ carry ] sender picks up receiver and carries them off the battlefield and into a safe spot before running back to the fight

[ toss ] from a secret hiding spot only receiver and sender can see as they avoid an enemy, sender silently gestures to receiver to toss them (their gun, something valuable, etc.)

[ stairs ] sender offers out a hand to help receiver ascend or descend a staircase

[ cover ] sender covers receiver's eyes so they don't witness something gruesome

[ fix ] sender comes up to receiver and fixes their collar and/or tie

[ shake ] to convince receiver not to do something, sender hastily shakes their head from a distance

[ watch ] from a distance, sender taps on their watch to show receiver they're running out of time

[ i'll go ] sender gently pushes receiver back, taking charge and insisting they will handle the dangerous task

[ reach ] through a locked gate, sender reaches for receiver's hand

[ ship ] as receiver's ship takes off from the planet, sender waves to them from the ground and watches them leave

[ protect ] after someone threatens receiver, sender rushes over and gets right in their face to protect them

[ punch ] after someone attacks receiver, sender rushes over and punches them in retaliation

[ nip ] sender playfully nips at receiver's neck

[ knuckles ] sender kisses receiver's knuckles in a polite gesture

[ squeeze ] sender gives receiver's butt a playful squeeze from behind

[ danger ] as an all-powerful receiver is about to lose control of their powers and cause massive damage, sender finds their eyes and tries to talk them down

[ goodbye ] without saying a word, sender approaches receiver and kisses them goodbye

[ wipe ] sender wipes a tear from receiver's face

[ location ] without saying anything and giving away the surprise, sender takes receiver to a secret spot

[ hold back ] sender has to hold back receiver from attacking someone

[ game ] sender lets receiver win a game they're playing

[ shower ] sender joins receiver in the shower they're taking

[storywroughts]

leon's apartment was by no means utiliterian, it had it's own charm. paperwork strewn across marbled counters, the occasional empty coffee mug that left stains on his favorite side table, and the ghost of tom ford cologne that bled into dark brown leather furniture. modern, with a hint of antiquity. the amount of guests that leon usually invites over is neglible, but tonight, he could add to the tally. a particular guest that he was almost apprehensive to host. not that he was particularly worried about victor making a mess of things. no. it was more of the new borderline violating vulnerability with the scientist.

he didn't anticipate their relationship becoming so intimate. didn't really think it would go further than leon showing up at vic's and pushing him to towards the bed. of course, it evolved into staying later and later into the night. now, they were here. the feeling of having him in his space - cooking - conversing - it was unfamiliar but pleasant. the proud cut of his jaw clenches and releases as the key turns in it's lock. he pushes the door open and holds it for vic to walk in. he yields his usual aloof smirk as he head tilts inwards to the living room. "make yourself at home, @scumb4gs. i'll get started in the kitchen."

[storywroughts]

i'm going to be around today, please give this a like if you wanr a starter from one of my muses! *please specify muse or you'll get a random one!

[storywroughts]

peace evaded yavari and her companions on their journey to baldur's gate. it was riddled with goblins, trolls, bandits, and overall eldritch horrors that constantly plagued the caverns of their skulls. patience was becoming a rare commodity. nonetheless, yavari chronicled their days in her diary. it was unfortunate on days like these that she would have to record, hoping to share it with her future grandchildren:

a goblin gaggle tried to steal our belongings again. it seems a tireless endeavor to get to the city and i can feel that....thing crawl around in my head.

i did pop a goblin in the eye with my dagger. it was gross and almost worth the effort of getting close to one.

while the warlock wasn't particularly saddened or perturbed by death, it certainly sapped her motivation to continue on for the day. her attention drifted from tree to tree, from astarion to mostafa. it occured to her that she didn't know much about the paladin, other than that he was a tall, imposing feature of their group.

her steps slow to match his gait, keeping up with his pace instead of her usual fervor. "so, @arbitratour, how are you feeling? haven't heard much from you today. i don't blame you, however, hardly anyone can get a word in when astarion finds something else to boast about." yavari, shut up.

[storywroughts]

victor stands so close, leon can feel the gravity of his large stature pull him in. everything about this place seems invasive, clinically so. how could it not? the agent has never been particularly jazzed about being boxed in, but isn’t life a gift that keeps on giving?

his chin bucks in the opposite direction of the scientist’s gaze, his tongue clicking off the back of his teeth. he knows vic isn’t entirely aware or, rather, cares about the space he really commands. it’s an attractive trait. “no,” he starts, “not bothered, just….curious as to why you’re looking at me like you’re wanting to pick me apart.”

leon doesn’t move away, in fact, he turns his body to face victor head on. he gazes right back up at his visor and inwardly decides to ease up. a smooth smirk graces his lips as his elbows rest back on the table. “do i look like something you want to get inside of, @scumb4gs?”

[storywroughts]

i'm going to be around today, please give this a like if you wanr a starter from one of my muses! *please specify muse or you'll get a random one!

[storywroughts]

Stolen progeny stands before him. Her gaze upon him is nearly as intense as his to hers. Stubborn. Standoffish. Spoiled.

Selene is a product of his tutelage. Perhaps, Viktor may deign to admit, that it is his fault she gets away with more than she should. It matters not that her visage resembles that of his Sonja. No, never that.

"I will not be questioned, @lyc4nhunt. Craven will oversee the coven while I slumber. You will obey." His scowl deepens, his fangs digging into the flesh of his lip. His eyes narrow as if to pin her to the ground where she stands. This is not a suggestion, and he dares her to challenge it as such.

[lyc4nhunt]

         anger  settled  within  her  core.     desperate,     she  knew  this  decision  wasn't  wise.     of  all  who  could  be  chosen-     selene  did  question  the  elder's  choice  to  grant  so  much  power  to  a  coward.     her  gaze  dropped  as  words  were spoken,    but  then  looked  up  again  with  something  in  her  eyes.    no  anger,    but  a  controlled  frustration.     " my  lord   [ ... ]   i  fear  he  will  disappoint  you.  "    tone  was  low,   careful,    but  insistent  in  what  she  spoke.    "  i  have  seen  craven  where  you  have  not,  "     she  tightened  her  words,    cautious  as  to  not  overstep  too  much.     "  i  trust  your  judgment  above  all  things,     yet  placing  the  coven  in  his  hands  is  a  risk  i  can't  ignore.  "     

[storywroughts]

insolence! it bleeds from her freely - it's untempting scent poisoning the air. viktor's intolerance to it causes a scrunch of the nose, and a guttural sound rips through him. his marble throne quakes as he stands before he crosses the expanse between them in a blink of an eye. claws and teeth are held in their sheaths, for now. his towering height creates a shadow behind her - an unmoving monolith. "do you believe i make the choice lightly, selene? kraven brought lucian to his knees, brought safety to our kind from our greatest enemy."

for a moment, he really sees her. the proud cut of his jaw unclenches. he raises his arm deliberately slow, knuckles uncurling as he brushes a strand from her face. viktor doesn't particularly care for kraven, hates him really. he is a showboating disappointment of a fledgling, but he must show favor. the council demands it. "tell me, then, these risks you forsee, my childe."

[vampyrra]

au where verona wakes up from her "death" and has to learn how to survive without the comforts of being a favored bride. the allegory of having to crawl her way back up the food chain. au where verona has to learn how to play nice with humans to survive and gets her way in terms of sneaky manipulation. au where she seduces men and women alike and creates her own fledglings to do her bidding. au victorian england better be prepared for the mysterious italian noblewoman who has special interests in the arts and science.

[dracul0v3r]

The brides of Dracula. Marishka, Aleera, Verona.

Van Helsing

[caffeinatedmemes]

☕ . ݁₊ ⊹ . ݁ ⟡ ─ PROMPTS BASED ON FRANKENSTEIN ( 2025 ) !

" perhaps now, we can both be human. "

" i forgive you. "

" while you are alive, what recourse do you have but to live ? "

" you only listen when i hurt you. "

" to be lost and to be found, that is the lifespan of love. "

" if you are not to award me love, then i will indulge in rage. "

" the miracle is not that i should speak, but that you would ever listen! "

" i am obscene to you, but to myself i simply am. "

" we can be monsters together. "

" come out of the shadows, if you are here. "

" in seeking life, i created death. "

" i have the most terrible feeling. "

" do you understand now why i was hesitant to share this with you? "

" pain is evidence of intelligence, is it not? "

" your heart is pure ? i assure you it isn't. "

" of all the human anatomy, the heart is the organ furthest from your understanding. "

" of all the parts that make that man, which one holds the soul ? "

" who hurt you ? "

" why would you be afraid of me ? "

" you lied to me. you lied. "

" believing something does not make it true. "

" i must confess something to you. "

" this hardly seems appropriate. "

" was it worth it? "

" how often a man believes he’s met an angel or a devil, only to find it is all an illusion. "

" now, cover your eyes. don't look until I tell you to. "

" where am i ? "

" bring him to me ! "

[leneemusing]

for muses that are getting to know each other

❝ what's your favorite color and why? ❞

❝ can i come with you? ❞

❝ you have a nice smile, has anyone ever told you that before? ❞

❝ how do you take your coffee? ❞

❝ sorry, what was your name again? ❞

❝ it just occurred to me i never asked you what your last name is. ❞

❝ actually we've met before. ❞

❝ i've heard a few things about you. ❞

❝ care to join me? ❞

❝ i'm not really sure why i trust you. ❞

❝ i don't usually talk this much, it just feels easy to say stuff when you're listening. ❞

❝ i know we don't know each other that well but if you wanna talk about it... ❞

❝ could you help me with something? ❞

❝ do you like it here? ❞

❝ are you new around here? ❞

❝ you can ask me anything you want. i promise i'll answer truthfully except the things i feel like lying about. ❞

❝ i don't mean to be too forward, you just seem like you could use a friend right now. ❞

❝ you can come with me. i mean if you don't have anyone waiting for you. ❞

❝ we're friends now. you can ask me for help. ❞

❝ do you like this music? i can change it. ❞

❝ what are your favorite snacks? ❞

❝ really? i wouldn't have guessed that about you. ❞

❝ do you mind if i ask about it? ❞

ACTIONS:

VISIT: for sender to go to receiver's home for the first time

VISITED: for receiver to go to sender's home for the first time

CRYING: for sender to see receiver cry for the first time

CRIED: for receiver to see sender cry for the first time

BEGIN: sender and receiver are on their first date together

TRIP: our muses go on a group trip but end up stuck together, away from the rest of their friends.

SITUATION: our muses are acquainted because one of them is their friend's roommate. muse a shows up when their friend isn't there and ends up hanging out with muse b one on one.

GO: our muses go to a zoo or theme park together and get lost.

INVITE: sender cooks for receiver for the first time

INVITED: receiver cooks for sender for the first time

TOGETHER: our muses spend the night for the first time

TRY: our muses hooked up and are hanging out the next day

COMFORT: sender is going through a break up and receiver offers to cheer them up

COMFORTED: receiver is going through a break up and sender offers to cheer them up

OFFER: sender gives receiver a ride to the airport/picks them up

OFERED: receiver gives sender a ride to the airport/picks them up

AID: sender helps receiver redecorate

AIDING: receiver helps sender redecorate

[hollowprompts]

` * 𝐧𝐨𝐧-𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 : 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘴. 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥, 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰𝘶𝘤𝘩. 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 (+ 𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦) 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘺 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘦.

𝐠𝐮𝐢𝐥𝐭 -

01. avoids eye contact or looking at the floor. 02. wringing hands together in silence. 03. fidgeting with the hem of their shirt, unable to stay still. 04. looking at receiver in long silence before looking away. 05. silently leaves a folded note on the table in front of the other. 06. touches the others arm but pulls back out of guilt.

𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 -

01. slams fist onto a table without saying a word. 02. exhaling sharply through their nose and clenching their jaw. 03. throws an object across the room. 04. crossing their arms tightly, digging fingers into their own skin. 05. pacing the room with heavy steps. 06. glares at the other with a clenched fist.

𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 -

01. gently pushing stray hair behind the others ear. 02. resting their forehead against the others. 03. cups the others face with both hands. 04. pressing a kiss to the others forehead in silence. 05. lingering touches against the others face. 06. wraps their arms around the other from behind and rests their head on the others shoulder.

𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 -

01. wiping their eyes before someone can notice. 02. pressing their face into a pillow to muffle sobs. 03. pulls the other into a desperate hug and wont let go. 04. silently reaching for the others hand, needing comfort. 05. walks into the room with red-rimmed eyes and no words.

𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 -

01. spins the other around without warning in a hug. 02. links arms with the other and tugs them along happily. 03. provides the other with a handmade gift. 04. tackles the other in a sudden and joyful hug. 05. kisses the others cheek unexpectedly and grins.

𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 -

01. backing away slowly and looking for exits. 02. hiding behind the other and peeking around. 03. flinches at sudden movement from the other. 04. presses their back against the wall with eyes darting around the room. 05. jumps at a noise and instinctively grabs the others hand.

𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠

01. tucks a blanket gently around the other person's shoulders. 02. applies a bandage with slow and deliberate care. 03. brings them food and water and watches to ensure they eat. 04. runs fingers through their hair in efforts to soothe. 05. rubs soothing circles on the others back while they cry. 06. stays silently by the others side in support without saying a word.

𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠

01. raises a hand but hesitates. 02. grips the others arm a bit too tightly. 03. pushes the other away with more force than necessary. 04. turns their back on the other to begin walking away without a word. 05. rips a shared photo in half without a word. 06. steps in closely with cold and narrowed eyes.

[storywroughts]

Stolen progeny stands before him. Her gaze upon him is nearly as intense as his to hers. Stubborn. Standoffish. Spoiled.

Selene is a product of his tutelage. Perhaps, Viktor may deign to admit, that it is his fault she gets away with more than she should. It matters not that her visage resembles that of his Sonja. No, never that.

"I will not be questioned, @lyc4nhunt. Craven will oversee the coven while I slumber. You will obey." His scowl deepens, his fangs digging into the flesh of his lip. His eyes narrow as if to pin her to the ground where she stands. This is not a suggestion, and he dares her to challenge it as such.