R. Eric

Olek did meet Helga at the elevator and brought her into the palace. They tried to have a private conversation, but the acoustics in that grand entrance of the palace were…we didn’t want to, but we overheard. They spoke in German. I didn’t need to know the language to figure out what was being said. After a few words, I heard Helga say in a tone that…was hushed, but audible as we were up going to our room to give them privacy. Yes, honestly, I did want to hear. “Olek, ich weiß nicht, was ich

It's the same country practically! East Europe! Same mountains. I'm writing Makarovia the next two days! Deal with it. I love you guys!

Colin and I did let the others know what we planned to do and there was the expected response. “Are you out of your mind?” “You can’t!” and “You’ll be killed!” and many others. That was everyone’s general consensus. And I mean everybody. Edwin, Matt, Amasis, Wayne, my mother and Willie, Stan, Mark, Chuck, Shelly…all the new ones made during the Halloween Transylvania. Everyone! “Stop!!” Dragon commanded loud and again was using his “influence” with his resonating voice. Then he frowned turn

Whatever. I'm getting nothing. How's that?

Are you kidding!? I'm working on a plot now!! I may put Asia back a bit. Now, focus is heading...and blame my muse...world exposure! I may focus on that as that's what I'm getting now.

MY research found things out differently. We are social animals. We seek companionship. As hunters, we use our eyes. We seek what I said. Big breasts and shapely hips. Gay sheep? I've mentioned them before. The rams don't get what they need to go after ewes. They go for other rams. No, and George said he can't prove it. I studied why I am gay for TWO DECADES! I simply offer a theory. Human sexuality has many facets and is influenced. I don't think anyone is born gay, I don't believe in a gay gene. We are made gay while forming into a human being. Once born, it's too late. I think it's very natural now. No one...and I mean no one should be alone. That's not who or what we are. I'm asexual now having lost Daniel. No one should ever be alone. I look for possible...others, but I'm still not there. I'll never have what i did with Daniel. Don't count yourselves out. There's someone for everyone. The sexual component is still there in the vampire, but the target has changed. What they seek has changed. I still want someone. I'll find them. I know I'll never have a connection like Daniel. The Recipe?

The situation with the RIS was getting…complicated. The caverns Dragon founded and built weren’t that far out of town, but it was rocky and wooded and undeveloped, but there were search parties that came through looking for clues. Dragon and his men were prepared. They had become adept at hiding for centuries. Every heavy foot traveled path was taken care of. We had shipments of food at night, but that didn’t mean we couldn’t be found. We had to get these people home. The longer we held them, th

That's why I included the journals Milo kept. As the story moves on you'll hear...or rather read...about some other things about them. And some others as things are translated.

Gee. I never would have thought of that. (Yes, that was sarcastically written.) That's why Eric brings it up! I love you, Buddy!

I smiled as I hung up with Drew shaking my head and put my phone down. “He’s helping us,” Peter said from the couch across the room. It wasn’t a question. “He is.” I got up and walked over and sat beside him. “Drew is looking forward to tormenting Wayne with us coming.” Without thought, I ran my hand over the inside of Peter’s leg. I really wasn’t doing it for any conscious reason really. “I don’t do that to you, do I?” Peter grinned. “You do all the time. You’re doing it now.” He to

There's a lot more coming, but the past is being addressed and the discomfort of some...Germans...is part of it. There is a lot of love in this, but I'll have to fast forward to get to it. I'll get to it. Trust me. I'm writing in the next chapter adding what you said. Just for YOU!!!

Olek and Helga came into the family room. “Are things okay?” Olek asked looking as we were still standing. I looked at Georg. “Are they?” I asked Georg. Georg shook his head. “No, but it will be.” He smiled at me. “I…just need time.” “Sure.” Peter nodded. “You’ve got it.” As hard as what happened to Georg, he did listen and was willing to admit, he had been told a lie. Maybe. His aversion to Peter’s and my sexual activities had nothing to do with what he was taught abou

I went down to the holding cell to check on…our guests. We would leave soon and some decisions needed to be made. “Well?” I asked Lucian who pretty much had checked out mentally. Staring at nothing, read nothing and just…sat. “What do you want to do?” “I don’t care,” Lucian said sadly, but completely dejected. I got closer to the bars. “I see that. I wish things had been different. I think we could have been friends if things had been better.” I looked at the others in the cell wi

I know who you are. I'm not done with Devon or Colin. I am a sarcastic wiseass. I know it. I mean it when I say it. Daniel is all my love characters. In case you didn't know, I write first person, so I'm Devon, Mitch, Eric...he's Tony, Colin, Peter...all of them, but one story I wrote before Daniel. I keep him alive in my mind and heart. That's why I made him a vampire. He won't die and we'll be together forever this way. I will stop writing, when I stop breathing.

Guess

The progression of the serum was on-going. There were Lucian and the others with him. I did ask they be given books or something to do, but we didn’t dare let them out. We were in no hurry to begin the serum with them. It saved on the demand for food if all they needed was blood. It was only with Dragon’s continued “requests” to the victims that they stayed relatively calm. The problem was some had families. The young mother was concerned with her child and needed to go home. Their lives were ch

We did have a nice dinner, but I watched as Georg would look over whenever Peter would…reach out…without real thought from Peter, and take my hand. You need both hands to eat, so we would break and rejoin the hands. That was just us. I smiled as Olek talked, most mostly it was to Helga. Their conversation seemed to go well. I admit I was a little jealous. I really loved Olek. Understand what I mean. I loved Olek the man, my future brother-in-law. More important, he was my good friend. The idea t

Okay, I wrote one story. Blueblood, then 2, then 3 and I'm almost done with 4. I'm taking them to Asia! Chinese or Japanese Vampires! It's coming! I swear! Colin and Devon aren't through by a long shot! We're taking Dracula home! You know that! But, Peter and Eric just...I can't quit! I need professional help probably. Mental help, I'm sure, but it's coming!! It was to be ONE STORY!!!

I haven't forgotten them. I know. There's more. I promise. I can only type so fast. It's coming,

We did locate a computer that was being used by an office that used a CPU with the disk port. I quickly accessed the files on the diskettes, which, thank God, weren’t encrypted. The computer had internet access, so I emailed all the files to myself. Once that was done, I turned to Peter. “I promised to tell you now,” I said. “I know it’s still daylight…” Peter grinned sadly, but I saw it in his eyes. “…but you want me.” He nodded leaning in kissing me gently. “I need you right now, too.”

I still had the new website to deal with and this was going to be an ongoing project. The three photographers were showing me numerous photos. Daryl was the nature guy and he had some beautiful pictures of everything from wildlife like deer and some butterflies. Kenny had pictures of the mountainous landscapes he took showed some majesty and beauty. There were forests here in Makarovia which showed up beautifully with green foliage and even a squirrel eating whatever. But Becky’s pictures…I mar

Hugging Peter, I smiled at him. “Now, the fun begins,” Peter said as we looked out at the many smiling faces still applauding. I was seeing my grandmother who was smiling but using a handkerchief around her eyes. Next to her were Wayne and Drew who were applauding hard. Then I looked at the many strange faces of the others from Makarovia. People I would meet later. Then I saw…my eyes widened and I didn’t believe it. There were those from England here, but…there was the Duchess of York, Sarah Fer

“Things here are far from perfect,” Peter said carefully. “It’s no utopia.” “No, of course, it isn’t.” I nodded. “There are people who live here that might not be nice at all.” I shrugged. “I’m sure there is.” “There are problems here.” Queen Alla began, “in the cities and towns…it is easier, but there are some…” she stopped. Olek nodded. “There are some in the more remote parts of Makarovia…hard to believe, but true. They are…what’s the word for,” Olek paused thinking, “Пустельник,

I lost my love. I'll never have one again, but I remember.

Yes, but if you note, all my fairy tales aren't about making me rich. Everyone one of them...the rich guy...realizes his happiness isn't with things or money, but with ME!!! Everyone wants to be answer another's prayer. It's nice not worry about bills, but happiness found with the right person.