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Childe of Passion
Chapter 22: Reunion (snippet only)
Sébastien LaCroix rubbed his temple as the wheels bounced him and his companion around his carriage. An invitation to a Parisian gathering of Ventrue lay on the seat beside him. He found the invitation both curious and inconvenient since French Ventrue had gathered earlier that year. LaCroix saw no purpose behind calling a second gathering when the first forum had concluded any plausible unfinished business. The requirement of mandatory attendance irritated him in the same manner the highly successful sugar trading company did every so often. Sébastien had finances to reap and a court position to keep secure. Long winded absences compromised both of these prominent components of his life. While he had been tempted not to attend and make excuse later, serving a Ventrue Prince blocked off any actual intention of following through with those temptations. LaCroix leaned into the padding of the carriage and sighed. The traveling companion acr
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Literature
Childe of Passion
Chapter 21: Sabbat
Gawain's childe returned to Dijon two nights later and his Sire lifted the embargo he had placed on Devereux. Louisé didn't go back to Devereux's house until then, until she was sure there was a buffer between her and his anger. He was gone when she returned home and that suited her just fine. She soaked her aching body in a hot bath and pondered over her first year as a vampire. She had been bitten, beaten, shackled, threatened, armed a war, ended a war, and spoke to a king. She was amazed she'd survived this long. She wasn't naïve enough to believe it got better from here but hopefully, it would become easier to handle.
"How did you do it?" came Gawain's raspy voice out of nowhere.
Louisé screamed and curled her body up to cover herself, "What're you doing in here?! How did you get in?!" her eyes scanned the room, but saw nothing. Obfuscation at its worst!
"I've already seen it all, cunny. No need to cover up now," he chuckled before materializin
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Childe of Passion
Chapter 20: Bound (small, small snippet)
Power is everything to Kindred who have earned the right to wield it. Power comes by many roads: wealth, age, ability, generation and charisma. It is easy to gain power when you can make people fall in love with you on the honeysuckle promises dripping off your tongue. It is not, however, easy to maintain power when the foundation of your throne is the good opinions of a race constituting self-servants, degenerates, sycophants. Moths looking for the brightest flame. Devereux used to be that flame. His strut, with confidence in spades, captured the attention of many while his wealth and pomp held their spheres of praise in perfect orbit around himself. What he rarely relied on using with the populace, not including his protégés, was fear. What Louisé had always suspected as a weakness of his was confirmed: Devereux believed himself powerful enough to maintain the favor of Dijon through charm alone. Now that
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Childe of Passion
Chapter 19: Betrayal (snippet)
It was a bad night. It was a mosaic of events that on their own, were nothing but a drop in the bucket, but put together designed an evening of fresh hell for Louisé. Her favorite gown was mysteriously stained with either blood or wine. It didn't really matter since it rendered the dress unsalvageable and her out a bit of money to replace it. She found a Lyonian refugee dining on the favorite of her herd and entered into a deliriously exhausting battle of words with the Gangrel. When words failed, she bared her fangs, snarled and dominated him out of her domain. She carried her irritation and mildly satisfied appetite to Javier's door. And it got worse.
What Louisé had done out of sheer self-gratifying curiosity, Javier took to mean genuine interest or mutual, physical lust. His brazen, frequent attempts to press his lips to hers only fed her frustration. Over a month with no combat training rusted any skills she'd acquired, so she had no pa
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Childe of Passion
Chapter 18: Bartholomew (snippet only)
She rounded a corner and there was a gang of them. Ten or so, cloaks and daggers, standing around a home that looked familiar. Louisé couldn't place it with incompletely satisfied hunger booming in her head. All she noted was the group of men. They reminded her of a pack of street dogs and she was surprised they were baring fangs of their own. She hadn't attracted their attention yet, but she didn't care. They were in her way and that's what she cared about. There was enough tension in the air that she knew if she walked that way, they would want explanations. Always uphold the Masquerade, Childe, Sébastien's voice whispers in the crevices of her mind. As if he were standing beside her, ordering her, Louisé remained perfectly still.
A shrill scream broke the strained silence. Louisé lost interest with the men in exchange for the window that burst open, one of the panes breaking and falling to the grou
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Childe of Passion
Chapter 17: Cervantes (snippet only)
"These people are insipid and absurd!" she retorted through a fake smile. Once the dance ended, she marched toward the cluster of Ventrue. Devereux followed right behind her. Louisé scratched at her neck where dyed feathers tickled and irritated her skin. A costume ball of all thing. A masquerade for the Masquerade. How truly unimaginative it was for a clan so self-secure in their own artistic ability. All around her paraded flamboyant costumes attempting to capture the nature and visage of wild animals, mythological figures and chivalric heroes with their distressed damsels. Louisé has been assigned, not chosen, the role of peacock, which made no sense to her since peacocks were male and she was clearly female. The only benefit was the beauty of her outfit, save for the bothersome feathers on her open ruff and the mask clinging to her face like a second skin. They splayed out like a rainbow of blue, green, purple and gol
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Childe of Passion
Chapter 16: Baiser (very short snippet only)
A juvenile craving rumbled in her belly. Kiss him…a brutish voice commanded from deep within. She took a step forward. No one would know. It was only a kiss. Only one kiss. She circulated a number of similar excuses in her head. His hand was on her shoulder, sliding up her neck and cupping her cheek. Cold fingers were stroking her skin. Her insides buzzed and whirred like a thousand tiny bees. He was lowering his head and in that moment, her Ventrue brain shocked the rest of her body into submission. Don't you dare! It hissed. Her stomach sickened at how suspiciously similar this voice was to Sébastien LaCroix's. Are you a Toreador? A whore?! You are Ventrue…you are better! Start acting like it! And instead of sampling whatever her lips might taste like, Javier savored the cold, metallic flavor of a hard livre. "Forgive me," she murmured and rushed out of the room with
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Childe of Passion
Chapter 14: Initiative (snippet only)
"I told you, I'm not a whore," Louisé pressed.
He smirked at her, "My dear, we are all whores for somebody. How do you think we get anywhere in this life? By pleasing someone else with whatever we have that they want. I'm not asking you to sell yourself, but I am asking you to create the illusion that you would for the right price. Your price just happens to be valuable information. Consider yourself your own procurer, or auctioneer, if it pleases you. Make them bid for you," he took a sip from his glass. Louisé licked her lips.
"You mean my body," her displeasure was rife at the concept.
"Not necessarily. When it comes to the mortals, yes. They will be under the assumption they can earn you physically and you may have to dominate a few into believing they did for the real fun to begin."
Interest piqued, she quondered, "Real fun?"
His glee was all too apparent. "As I've told you before, Kindred don't naturally trust
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Childe of Passion
Chapter 13: Mentor (snippet only)
Louisé was stunned where she sat. She could feel her face contorting, the dried mess on her face cracking and irritating her skin. So he was the bastard scooping up LaCroix's domain from her! He came across as arrogant enough to pull off such a scheme with little to no effort. This afforded her a view of the power and influence Monsieur Devereux sported, qualities she was in desperate need of since Louisé had none of her own to use. She hadn't been Kindred long enough to be overflowing with Ventrue pride. This made it far easier for her to accept his offer. She could leave this dingy home behind and return to natural state of luxury her noble blood deserved. No longer would she be required to stress over finances, if what Devereux implied about his own fiscal standing was true. And best of all, she would have a like-minded companion in the criticism of Sébastien LaCroix.
She did not want to come across as desperate as both she and
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Childe of Passion
Chapter 12: Offer (snippet only)
Louisé went from student to errand runner with her acceptance into Ventrue society solid and unwavering. She hated it and, perhaps, would not have been stuck running around the streets of Lyon had she not posed her Sire such a sensitive question as one concerning consummation. It also did not help that immediately concluding her agoge, he resumed his demanding position as Scourge. Court positions and politics still confused her. She thought the Sheriff was responsible for conducting executions, tortures and the handling of unsavory Kindred. Louisé desired to know why her Sire was doing the bulk of the Sheriff's work but did not want any more work to do than she wished as consequence for asking him such a question. She hardly had to wait long for an answer though. One of her first errands brought her to the steps of a fine Toreador home, and as her Sired had warned her, Toreadors loved to gossip. Even more than that, they loved intrigue and
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Childe of Passion
Chapter 11: Anxiety (really short snippet only)
Ramon Devereux never thought himself right for this life. Oh, he was just perfect for the role of vampire, but not clan Ventrue. He liked lavish things, extravagance, and theatrics. He swore, gossiped and had it on record as being the teller of many a bawdy joke. No…Toreador life spoke to him much more than Ventrue but he worked with what he had. And what he had was a lot of money, big homes and a nose for business. What he didn't have he could take by force, but instead used influence because that's what was politically correct. Though, he hated politics and tried to stay out of it unless provoked. He was provoked a lot.
Like tonight. The only reason he was even here was because some harpy had accused him of tip-toeing into her domain and stealing business. For one thing, Ramon never tip-toed a day or night in his long life. He took big strides. And another, he didn't like Lyon enough to warrant doing, or stealing, business within
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Childe of Passion
Chapter 10: Mercy (snippet only)
Two bland, middle-aged men escorted her from her Sire as soon as their carriage arrived at Collège-lycée Ampère. She read a book while she waited in the cold, quiet room she'd been abandoned to. It was titled De Proprio Procreatio. In English, it meant On Proper Procreation. It was a book Sébastien had accidently incorporated in the stack assigned to her. What he did not know, Louisé would not reveal to him. The book was not particularly thick, being divided into only five sections. It tightened her stomach to read the words, which came across more as Commandments than suggestions as the text implied:
For this is the proper method of Siring, according to the good and noble wisdom of our Forefathers:
1) Thou shalt chooseth of a strong and proper Man, for men exemplify the unblemished perfection of Creation. Man is the head of all things: family, business and politics. He is the creator and rul
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Childe of Passion
Chapter 9: Drink (snippet only)
Cold. That was the first sensation she awoke to. A blistering cold tightening each muscle, goose bumping her skin and coiling her insides. Next, she had an awareness of great emptiness. This wasn't just hunger, but a recognition that there was something (if not many somethings) missing from her body. One of those things was her heart. It's funny how people don't notice their hearts until they absolutely must. In the case of the night before, she completely perceived the power of her heart as it ran ragged throughout her chest. She most definitely noticed it tonight because it was not doing a thing. There was no beat, ragged or otherwise, stirring in her breast. No matter how panicked she became (and she was certainly panicked) nothing disturbed the lead heaviness between her ribs.
Then came the pricking pain inside her own mouth. She opened her mouth and winced. Her bottom gums had a dull throb to them, like they had b
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Childe of Passion
Chapter 7: Death (snippet)
Sébastien carried her away from her mother as gently as he knew how to do, though she fought like a feral cat the entire time. She didn't need to see it…the gruesome and undignified way her mother would depart from this world. Not with a simple shutting of her eyes, but with a despicable release of the bowls. No, he wanted her to remember her mother with a faint smile on her face and blessing on her tongue. She writhed and scratched and he twisted her around to carry her like an infant to her own room. When she realized he was not going to carry her back, when she would not see her mother alive again, she broke down into awful sobs against his breast.
He could hardly explain the wrenching sensation he felt inside, but he had little energy to concentrate or scrutinize what it was or where it came from for the girl wailing in his arms. Left with little recourse, he settled himself onto her bed and held her there, allowing his eyes to take in the s
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Childe of Passion
Chapter 8: Embrace (Snippet only)
Crying was useless. That didn't stop Louisé's eyes from producing sufficient tears as she maneuvered herself out of the chateau and into the surrounding forest. She had thrown the rosary into his face, in the hopes their divine power would intervene on her behalf in a more physical, than spiritual, capacity. She never expected them to work as well as they did. A bite to the arm was well worth watching him scream in pain. Then Louisé had done what came naturally and fought to get away, not expecting him to claw her back. The searing agony paralyzed her for an instant. Vengeance gave her the strength to shove him backward but she didn't stay to watch him topple, just listened to the sound of him falling fade behind her as she ran the opposite direction.
Her legs betrayed her twice before she reached the tree line, collapsing once into the dirt and stumbling over a misappropriated piece of farm equipment. All the while, she could feel blood
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There isn't much to know about me right now. I am a Southerner who graduated from The University of Georgia in Elementary Education. I worked a teacher for one year before realizing what I really loved was hearing and helping children with what they were going through outside of the public school system realm. I then got my Master's in Marriage and Family Therapy and am working on being licensed.

I was never particularly good at drawing. I went through spurts where I really wanted to learn but was never disciplined enough to follow through on that desire. One day, maybe, I will pick it up and be better at drawing things other than poor stick figures. What I have always enjoyed, and grown in, is writing. I love Reading and from reading various books/poems/plays, I could envision alternate story lines. This led to writing fan fiction, first with the Left Behind series and now with Vampire the Masquerade: Bloodlines. Somewhere in the past was also Harry Potter, Yu Yu Hakusho and Inuyasha during my pre-teen days of Anime.

I mostly post my stories to FanFiction.net. Since I had this account, though, I decided to go ahead and post some chapters or snippets of chapters from my better story: Childe of Passion. There are about 20+ chapters total, so snippets will pop up sporadically. Any and all constructive feedback (posititive or negative) is welcome! To become a better writer, I need to know what I am doing well and what I can improve upon. All I ask is that you are respectful in your reviews on FF.net or comments here. I will only accept rude comments down through interpretive dance or paper mache. Since I hadn't done anything with this account for years, I feel kind of accomplished I've plopped something down!

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Lust0fADeeperPain Featured By Owner May 29, 2016
Thank You! by Sugaree-33 Jenny for the fave and support of my work 
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pinkythepink Featured By Owner Mar 2, 2016  Professional Artisan Crafter
:love: Thank you for the favorites, it really means ever so much to me that you enjoy my artwork! I invite you to add me to your watch so that you can see all the future beaded and stitched pieces I have planned! :blowkiss: Just think of the sparkles... :squee:
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liyaperfidious Featured By Owner Dec 9, 2014
Thank you for the :+fav:
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jenny374 Featured By Owner Dec 9, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
My pleasure. I like your pic of LaCroix. The black and white make his eyes pop and look more dangerous than normal
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liyaperfidious Featured By Owner Dec 9, 2014
Hehe! That's good!
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Howard0 Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2013   Traditional Artist
thanks for the fav!!
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jenny374 Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
No problem! Your work is beautiful. I love the mixture and vibrancy of the color!
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rednightmare18 Featured By Owner Dec 28, 2013
Jen, Jen!  Psst!  I'm here, too!   -grabs you by the hand and dashes off through the dev fields-
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jenny374 Featured By Owner Dec 29, 2013  Hobbyist Writer
Dahmergerd!!! Jess! *skips happily with you whilst weaving crowns of fleurs*
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Thank you so much for the favorite! Would you maybe be interested in watching me? I'll continue to make more art :heart:
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