Subj: The Snows Of December (pt. 2)
Date: 5/11/00 5:57:13 AM Central Daylight Time
From: Donna Eubanks
A long time ago, in the year of 1860, a beautiful dark-haired woman, had fallen in love with a very handsome and sexy man. The woman is Donamarie. The man is a warlock, Nicholas Blair..
Nicholas and Donamarie spend many nights making passionate love.
Donamarie has never met a man like Nicholas before. Never has she loved a man as Nicholas before.
One night, Donamarie awoke to find Nicholas gone from their bed. She went to look for him.
When she found him, she found he had black candles burning. He was deep in a trance. He was casting a spell of some kind. He was naked too.
Nicholas began chanting, and saying words she did not understand, as he prayed to the dark gods, and even to the devil himself.
Donamarie looks upon the scene in fear. She has never
witnessed such an exhibition in her life. Obviously afraid, she returns to her
bedroom. She gets into bed and covers herself with the warm blankets. What she
has witnessed,
has made her tremble in terror.
A short while later, Nicholas returns to her bed. He hugs her and kisses her. She pretends to be asleep.
******
The next morning, Donamarie awakens to Nicholas' kisses, on her ruby lips. "I want you my angel. I need you. " Nicholas tells her passionately. She returns his kisses, as he fills her with the fires of passion. His passion for her is so strong, as his love, that he is driven mad with desire for her. They make wild, erotic love this day. Their passion ignites the bedroom.
******
The next morning, as Donamarie serves breakfast to Nicholas, he gives her a gift. The gift is in a small box. The box is covered in emerald green velvet.
'Sit down angel. Nicholas says to her with his handsome grin. Come. Come sit down and see what I have for you." He tells her.
Donamarie looks at the small velvet box. 'Why Nicholas! What in the world have you bought for me?!" She asks in wonder.
"Ohhh..it's just a "little something" I picked up when I was in town yesterday, my angel." Nicholas tells her.
Donamarie opens the small box. Her beautiful blue eyes become large at what she sees in the box. It is an emerald ring. It has a large square-cut stone. It is set in eighteen carat gold, and adorned on either side by diamonds. Donamarie gasps as she sees the beautiful piece of jewelry.
Nicholas removes the emerald ring from the box. He takes her hand eagerly, and slides the ring on her left finger. It fits her finger perfectly.
Nicholas is now grinning at her wickedly. 'Consider this an engagement ring. Nicholas tells her. 'An engagement ring??!!" She asks in surprise. "But Nicholas, I don't know if...." Nicholas would not let her speak anymore, for his seductive lips now cover her own. She seems to melt before him from his touch.
"Oh my Nicholas! How wonderful of you to buy this for me!" She exclaims.
Nicholas continues to grin at her with amusement and love. He clears his throat, and says to her, "It can also double as your birthstone, my dear. Your birthday is the twenty-fifth of May, is it not?" He asks her.
"Why yes. Yes it is on that day. How did you know that, Nicholas? Now tell me. How did you know when my birthday was?" She asks him, as she smiles her beautiful smile at him.
Her smile takes his breath away!
"I know many things about you, my dear. You can keep nothing from me." He tells her with a wicked grin on his handsome face.
'Why Nicholas, day after day you continue to amaze me. You are so different from other men. You are unlike any other man I've known. She tells him, as she looks at him with love in her blue eyes. What is it that makes you so completely different? I am beginning to fall in love with you, Nicholas Blair." She confesses to him.
Nicholas continues to grin at her. "Of course you are. Now , will you tell me you will marry me, angel?" He asks, with a wicked gleem in his dark, smouldering eyes.
Donamarie is sitting on Nicholas' lap. She is lost in his charisma, his power and his love of her. Yes, there is no doubt that she loves this man, but it frightens her that he is a warlock.
Many nights she is plagued by nightmares. Nicholas is always in her dreams. In the dreams, strange rituals are being performed. Animals and humans are often sacrificed. Screams of terror fill the night, as young, and innocent maidens are often lured from their home, and forced to watch and participate in unspeakable acts, as they are unwillingly drawn into the witches and warlocks coven.
Nicholas is oven the master of ceremonies at these gruesome rituals. Sometimes, Donamarie can see herself in the dream, as she lies upon the black altar. Her face is streaked with blood from a pig or a goat. The devils' minions tear at her clothing, leaving her naked, terriffied, and feeling she is about to die!
A hooded figure in black approaches her. He bears a shiny knife. As he is close to her, he removes the hood from his head. Donamarie screams in terror as she recognizes the face of Nicholas! His face is a mask of hatred as he looks upon her beautiful body!
She always awakens from the nightmare, as Nicholas is about to plunge the shiny knife deep into her heart. She awakens in a cold sweat, and is screaming at the top of her lungs!
*****
Donamarie looks into his dark eyes once again. "Nicholas, you know how much I love you, don't you darling?" She asks the handsome and sexy warlock.
"Yes angel. I know that you do. He replies. So let's set a date right now!" He suggests, with an even bigger grin on his face. 'How about December, angel? Would you like to be married in December?" He asks her.
"Nicholas, you know that I love you more than life itself, my darling. You know too that I do want to marry you. Please give up your witchcraft for me, darling. Please become a mortal with me? Grow old with me Nicholas. Grow old with me." She implores him.
"I cannot do that, angel. I shall be destroyed if I do. Come and live with me, be with me and give your love to me always. You must die first, but then, my angel, you shall become immortal with me. We shall be lovers for all time." Nicholas tells her.
Donamarie looks into Nicholas' dark brown eyes. Her pretty blue eyes fill with tears. 'What do you mean I must die, Nicholas?! In order to love you I must die first??!! You will not even try to change for me!!! Yet you tell me you love me!! I have dreams about you Nicholas. In my dreams I can see terrible, unspeakable things happening. The acts are much too gruesome to speak of! But the worst act of all Nicholas, is the vision I see of you about to sacrifice me to your demons and dark gods! I don't want to die, Nicholas!! May God help me, I do not want to die!!" She tells him in terror.
"I would never let you die that way, Donamarie! There are much easier ways, my dear." He tells her, as he tries to calm her.
Nicholas kisses her trembling lips. "I can make it so you feel no pain, my angel. You shall feel nothing but the thrill of passion and immortality as I give to you eternal life!" He informs her.
to be continued...