The throne room looked magical. The lights, decorations and even the little bit of magic and ta-da, the best Anniversary yet. It had taken her, Jenna and Felicia two days to get the hall as beautiful as it was. With a wine glass in hand, she moved fluidly across the crowded room to her boyfriend who was talking to some random stranger probably about some irrelevant thing that’ll bore the shit out of the man.

Miguel smiled at her immediately she came into view and she smiled back, obviously ignoring the stranger. “Tami, you look lovely.” He said as he came to give her a hug.

“And you look not so bad yourself.” Tamisha said then gave him a soft kiss on the lips.

Miguel had white blond hair which he decided to cut short and leave spiky with electric blue eyes that had you staring. His red eyes when he was hungry or in the mood for sex, were also captivating. In fact, he was captivating in every way. The way he walked, talked, stood always had people staring but it wasn’t his awesomeness that attracted her to him. Hell no. it was his complete stupidity and it just broke down her walls and swept her off her feet like some damsel in distress and Tamisha Kurt was no damsel in distress. Yet, Miguel made it seem like a chance to jump at.

He wrapped an arm around her waist then kissed her cheek, “This is pretty.” He said as he looked up at the special effects Sam, Jenna and Blue did. They were like little stars and anything you think of, it forms the image.

“Good to know you heard me yesterday.” She smirked at him.

“Why are there bunnies over us?” he asked as he stared at them.

Tamisha gapped at him, “Why are you thinking of bunnies?”

“It reflects what I am thinking of? Tamisha’s you have really out done yourself. I love you.”

She smiled at him as she dropped her glass on a tray as a waiter was passing by. “I know you do. Now let’s go greet the parents. I am sure my mum has something to say.”

He rolled his eyes as he took the lead, squeezing through the crowd, “She always does.”

   Somewhere in the mist of the crowd, Tamisha’s parents were talking to the Morgan’s. Her best friend’s parents. Mrs. Kurt wore a silver screen classic while her husband wore a black Armani suit that fitted him quite well. Unlike her, they were human.

“Tamisha’s Parents” Miguel called to them. Christ! Was there anything formal about him except his suit? “So good to see you here. I honestly didn’t know you were invited.”

Tamisha’s mum glared at him but he swiftly ignored it.

“I see you have met your daughter. I will go find mine. She must be around here somewhere with that that freak show of a boyfriend.” Mrs. Morgan said and that got her mum smiling instantly.

“You think Nathan’s a freak show? You should see the one my daughter sleeps with. You should even see his white hair. He looks like some cancer patient.” She said loudly for them to hear, drawing some snickers from the adults.

Miguel, as usual ignored their comment and grinned happily at them, “Good to know you notice my awesome white hair. Anyways, I think I see my mother somewhere,” he kissed Tamisha again on her cheek, “We will meet again darling.”

Tamisha just rolled her eyes then smiled at her mum, earning a huff from Miguel as he disappeared into the crowd.

“I still think your daughter is a lucky one.” Mrs. Morgan continued as she took her husband’s arm.

“Lucky one? If she got Marcus now I can call her a lucky one.” She scoffed and her dad laughed.

“Well, we will see later. I am in the mood to find James so we could check out that dungeon together.” Mr. Morgan said, referring to Jenna’s dad.

“Dear God! There’s a free tour? Where do I sign up?” Her dad chortled as he moved over to stand by Mr. Morgan.

Her mum crossed her arms with a raised brow, “Where do you think you are going Julian Drake Morgan?”

“Oh wow. She called your full name, better get your high horse back here, dad.” Tamisha said laughing. Her mum had a tendency of saying full names when she was embarrassed.

“I guess I will catch you guys later.” He sighed then glared at his wife

“I will tell James to wait then.” Mr. Morgan said then walked off.

“Such a nice family aren’t they?” Her mum said, walking closer so she could touch her cheeks like she normally did.

“You have been saying that since we met them, and that was almost seven years ago.”

“I know but isn’t it nice? They get to live so close to their daughter and not sitting down in a plane for six hours to meet her. Their bond is so strong.”

“You could have used the teleporting machine.” She wriggled her nose when her mum tapped it with a finger.

“I told her we could use that thing. She always want to do things the old fashion way.”

“Old fashion… Julian, using a plane isn’t old fashion. Jesus Christ! How can you say using a plane is old, they just got it in when?”

“Okay mum. You don’t need to argue about It.” she rolled her eyes, “It is just better because it uses less money and time.”

Her luscious red lip puckered in to a pout making her remember how Miguel pouts when he was feeling horny and Tamisha was not in the mood. “Not my fault. It leaves me feeling weird.”

Tamisha smiled at her mum then kissed her on her forehead, “It’s okay. I am going to look for Miguel now.”

“What? Already? Honey don’t leave me.” she whined, hugging her tightly. Her blond hair like hers made her look younger, adorable.

“Dad, do something.” She whispered to him over her mum’s shoulder and he smiled.

“See why I stay out late sometimes. She can get so clingy.” He said before taking a sip from a martini he had recently collected.

She gave him a bored look, “You gonna help me or not?”

“Not until you come stay with us for the summer.” Her mother said.

Tamisha glared at them. They had planned it. They had always been trying their best to get her out of the house. “But I want to stay with Miguel. We plan on going to the Caribbean this time.”

“But you don’t spend the holidays with us.”

“That’s because I must be with Miguel.”

She pulled away from her, “What is with you woman? Cant you leave your man alone for just one month.”

“Oh I can. But by the end of it, I’ll just be a bag of bones by then.”

“Oh yeah. I forgot you’re a Vampire.”

“She could buy blood from the blood bank.” Her dad helped.

“Won’t work. I need only Miguel’s blood.”

Her mum frowned at her then walked over to her husband and said to her, “Figure it out.” And with that they were gone.

    Nice. Just what she needed. Lost in the middle of a crowd.

    She moved through the crowd, smiling and greeting anyone who smiled at her. Got to be polite. She got bumped on a couple times but since they were nice enough to say sorry she crossed them out of her must eat list. And mated Vampires don’t drink the blood of anyone one else but her mate. If they do, it’s to kill or turn them.

She got out of the huge hall and smiled when she saw Mr. Peter and Miss. Sapphrina in the hallway. Sapphrina also known as Sapphire, had a white blond hair just like her boyfriend with jet black eyes like her best friend’s boyfriend. She wore a purple sunset boulevard while Peter was decked in a red suit. Golly he looked eatable. Sapphrina was a well renowned Witch and used to be one of the strongest now the only powerful Witch there was, was Jenna Modred.

Mr. Peter was the principal of Crossroads Academy and Psychic. It was where almost every supernatural being grew up and the person who funded it until now was Mrs. Travis. Peter was blond with remarkable blue eyes. It was probably what attracted Sapphrina because her last husband had blue eyes.

They smiled back, halting whatever conversation they were having. “My dear, you look spectacular this night.” Sapphrina came forward to take her in a tight hug.

Pulling away, Tamisha kissed her on her cheeks, “You too. I see you two didn’t match up today. Not coming as a couple?” They have been dating since Micheal was killed. She was his former mate but Sapphrina wasn’t blinded by love so she left him when she found out he was evil. She had left Miguel behind though and that had caused the hatred between them. Mostly from Miguel anyways.

She puffed her cheeks, “We would have if Peter had wanted to use the dragon as our ride.”

“Are you hearing this woman? A dragon! Fire breathing one. What’s his name again even?” he scoffed then glared at her.

“If you didn’t want we could’ve use the ice breathing one. Totally forgotten her name too.” She turned to her boyfriend.

“Well I didn’t want to use a dragon.” Mr. Peter rolled his eyes.

“You want me to use that Carnivora? Those things are man eating beasts. I can’t risk my life like that. And you complain about dragon.”

“Dragons are dangerous too. I just like mine laughing. Besides, I’ve trained mine since it was little.”

Carnivoras were beasts that looked like a hyena but with huge wings that allowed it fly. It could take about a passenger or two.

“So it was just four years?”

He looked away, “Actually five.”

“Peter!” she gapped at him and he fell silent.

Tamisha laughed awkwardly behind them. it’s funny how they have been dating for four years. “So, should I still ask when the wedding is?” When they both glared at her, she coughed awkwardly then waved them a farewell as she went down the hall to her room which honestly was quite far.

    The Felicia, which was what the mansion’s known as, was once a castle but by Marcus’ reign, he had asked her to make it more modern. It was extra-ordinarily large with one hundred and twenty-seven rooms, a large dining hall just in case they had visitors, training room where anyone wants to relieve stress, a very large basement for Marcus collection of guns and things that explode and then the dungeon. Sometimes, you could hear cries from there and the last time she went there…well she has never. Stories about it scared the shit out of her.

    Closing the door behind her, Tamisha walked over to the live size mirror to look at herself. Her blond hair was woven in a big braid and she had Steel grey eyes with a little hint of blue if closely observed. She was tall but not as tall as Miguel and his brother but tall. She was taller than her best friends, Jenna and Carly. Her long black gown had a slit from her thigh down, exposing some very firm skin. Touching her buttocks, she pouted. She had never really loved her body. She was tall and with very big boobs. Thanks to her being a Vampire, her hips were more pronounced but nothing about the butt. That didn’t mean she was flat. God she’ll look so awkward. It just was too small for her.

“You know you look amazing just the way you are, right?” A familiar voice said and she frowned when she saw Jack behind her.

She turned to glare at him, “What are you doing here?”

Jack was a Goth but from the way he dressed up, dark blue suit and half of his black hair was the same color, she’d have to say Jasmine, his girlfriend, really out did herself. Normally with the eyeliner and weird temporary tats on his face, not forgetting the nose and ear piercing he was like a Goth king. Now he just looked semi normal. And to top everything, he was Clairvoyant.

“I ran away from Jasmine.” He groaned then came closer to look at himself in the mirror. He took something from his inner pocket that looked metallic and Tamisha instantly knew what it was when he attached it to his nose.

“Jasmine will kill you when she finds you.”

“Then I will just kiss her senseless.” He said then grinned at her. Linking his arm with hers, he continued, “Come on let’s go before Jasmine gets grumpy although I would love to see her talk excessively with that British accent of hers.”

“You always like her looking stupid.” She laughed when he smirked.

“Please, angry Jasmine sex is always the best.”

“TMI Jack.” She rolled her eyes but laughed anyway.

“Please, I know you want the full detail.” He said grinning as they walked out of the room.

**********

   They had just finish dancing the couple’s dance which Tamisha could barely stay on her feet for because, like every other year, Miguel took his time to critize everyone’s dancing and this time he related it to animals. You could actually see a bear doing a split above his head. How could you not laugh at that?

Now it was time for the speech and that meant that the party was almost over. Jenna took the stage and she didn’t need a microphone or whatever to get anyone’s attention, her gorgeous silver gown did it for her. Jenna had styled her black hair to the side and her crystal grey eyes stared at the crowd with an award winning smile. Unlike Tamisha, Jenna was a Witch.

“Hello everyone.” She said when she finally got a microphone, “I hope you are all enjoying yourself. The decorations and special effects were from our very best. Let’s give it up for Sam Russel, Tamisha Kurt, me of course and Felicia.” The crowd cheered. “Anyways, today’s closing speech will be done by none other than our dear and close friend, Miguel Bernard.”

Miguel grinned at her as the crowd cheered for him. “Tell me I am gonna do well.”

“Did you prepare?” Tamisha asked.

“No! Jenna is doing this as a punishment for missing dance practice.” He pouted.  

“Then wing it. I know you can do that.” She kissed him then pushed him towards the stage.

“I better get a treat this night.” He said then disappeared into the cheering crowd.

She huffed, “I’ll just treat you as a dog then.”

The next time she saw him he was climbing up the stage and grinning at Jenna, who smiled back. He whispered something to her and she laughed then kissed his cheek before going down. He faced his audience and they quiet down to listen to him. Tamisha knew he was nervous because he just smiled at the crowd and tucked his hands in his pockets. He smiled a lot when he was nervous and he’s just lucky he had a great smile.

“So um, “He laughed lightly and the audience copied, “what am I supposed to say?” he added under his breath and the crowd laughed again. Somewhere in the crowd Jenna was telling him what to say but from his completely confused face he wasn’t hearing her so he just cursed and said, “Okay, I am gonna wing it. I see you all eh, had a great time. It was done mainly by my darling Tamisha, you all know Tamisha right. No? Well she’s the babe laughing at me over there” he pointed, drawing a laughing crowd to her.

“Thank you baby.” She laughed it off and he continued.

“Oh and I heard Sam and Felicia helped. Thanks you’ll. So this speech is going to be the shortest this anniversary is ever gonna have but… Okay everyone go get a drink. We are gonna cheers.”

A couple people went to get a drink from the table but Tamisha remained where she was because she knew a waiter will pass by her and she was right. She took a martini as the waiter walked pass and smiled at her.

    Focusing back on the stage, she could see Miguel had gotten his and was taking a sip from it. He hummed then looked back at the crowd, “I see we have all got, good.” The crowd went silent again and he continued, “It have been what? Four years since my father’s reign. I apologize for any damage he had cost and I had cost. I had a very eh twisted past. Would love to go into that but I want to still keep this or whatever I am doing short. So we are gonna cheers to our four prosperous years without much issues unlike before. It’s like a new world, you know. Everyone knows about us and now we don’t have to hide or get taken away as some alien experiment. The humans welcome us even though they have their fingers crossed behind their back.” He took a pause to laugh at that. “I have lived a hundred years in this world and ninety six of it I spent it being a monster. Look at me now. Let’s give it to The New World.” He rose his drink and the crowd echoed his words, clapping after.

He got down from the stage and Mr. Peter and Miss Sapphrina took it. It wasn’t long before Miguel found her again and she welcomed him with another kiss, “You did good, babe.”

“I always do good.” He smirked then finished his drink just when a waiter passed by. They quickly dropped their glasses then turned back to the stage just when Mr. Peter started talking.

“Yes. The New World. Excellent name Miguel.”

“You are welcome.” He shouted over the noise.

“Yes. anyways, I am here with Sapphrina to announce our,” he added a dramatic pause then they said together with big smiles on their face that had Tamisha internally squealing because she could sense what they were about to say, “engagement!!”

“Yes!” she shouted over the applause.

“And we would want Tamisha Kurt to plan our wedding.”

She made a gasp then slammed her hand to her chest in an overly dramatic way, “Oh my god. Thank you so much.”

“We saw the decorations here and after I asked Jenna who made it possible she said you. Who else would be better?” Sapphrina said.

Tamisha felt butterflies for being acknowledged and She didn’t even know she was frozen in her spot until Miguel wrapped a hand around her and nuzzled her neck, “Tami, I’m hungry.”

“There’s a chocolate fountain not too far from here.”

He moaned, “No. I meant H&H.”

Tamisha laughed when he stood behind her and wrapped her in a tight hug. When Miguel said H&H, he meant Horny and Hungry. “After the party.”

Miguel scoffed then pressed himself against her, “No. I want it now.”

“Stop being stubborn.” She tried to shrug him off but he just kissed her neck.

“I am not. I am just trying to protect our sex because unlike me who doesn’t care what my mum does with her life, Marcus will be deeply pissed and calming him down takes forever.”

She stopped struggling, “What is wrong with the couple?”

He sighed, “Marcus sees Peter more as a brother than a father. He never approved of them dating and now that they are engaged, who knows how pissed he will be?”

“So you don’t want to spend the night helping your brother out?”

He let go of her to then turned her around to face him and said, “Exactly. Now about my H&H?"

Tamisha didn’t even have the time to complain because before she knew it, Miguel had already carried her to his room, thrown her on his bed then locked the door. Feeling enraged for not being able to choose, she glared at him, “Miguel!”

But sadly, Miguel wasn’t even looking at her. He was more focused on getting his suit off, “I am so happy to get away from that suit and that crowd.”

She got down from the bed then marched up to him, “Did I tell you I was hungry or I was in the mood for sex?”

“I can get anyone in the mood for sex.” He winked at her then took his shirt off leaving him bare and her completely baffled because just the sight of his chest alone was distracting.

“I want you to go help Marcus.”

“I will go after. Want some help with that gown?”

Tamisha thought about that. She too couldn’t wait to get out of her own tight gown but if Marcus’ going to have problems so was Jenna and as her best friend she had to be there for her. She looked away from him immediately then went to open the door.

“You are really going to leave me here?”

All movements behind her stopped and she could imagine him looking at her with those vulnerable eyes. “I’ll be back. I just want to check if Jenna’s okay.”

“Um, Tami that’s a door. Here’s a phone. You can call her.”

She grunted. There was obviously no point in pretending that she didn’t want him and like her, he always gets what he wants. Dropping her hand from the knob, she felt soft lips on the back of her neck, making her turn and pressed her lips against his. Deepening it as he slid an arm around her waist, pulling her closer to him. He licked her lower lip but didn’t go further because he pulled away and asked, “Thought you wanted to call Jenna.”

She rolled her eyes, “Please, she can wait.” She said then pulled him down for a hot kiss, thrusting her tongue into his mouth and smiling when he lifted her off her feet and took them to the bed.

He dropped her down on the bed, crawled on top of her then grinned, “I knew I’ll have you under me in no time.”

She hummed, running a hand through his blond hair and said, “Well, I am still in my extremely tight gown.”

“That,” he said as he ran a hand up her thigh then rubbed small circles on her inner thigh, “I can take care of.” And with that he pulled the blanket over them and took her.