What a day. I so totally needed a drink. It had been a long ass day, ending with a big fight. And yeah, that’s what I came to L.A. for, but I was rusty. I loved the release. It was just what I needed. And we won and all, but we kinda got the shit smacked out of us too. Nothing a little rest and.. oh who am I kidding? All I wanted was a good ( Read more... )

I woke up the morning after we showed Connor around and what not. Stretching in my bed in Angel's spare bedroom, I glanced out the window at the sunlight streaming over Los Angeles. It was really gorgeous from this high up. Remind me never to move out ( Read more... )

The day was nearing an end as I laid my head to the pillow, holding another one to me. I needed to be holding her. Taking care of her needs and desires. Showing her the simple pleasures of touch. Touch can mean a hell of a lot. A gentle finger moving along a leg can send shivers up and down a body. Open paths to the soul that cry out for more ( Read more... )

The house loomed large on one of the hillside that overlooked the valley proper in L.A. It was dark, menacing, as though it was an entity unto itself. And it often thought of itself that way, being neither purely of this realm or the next. Hence, the perfect place for the man, the demon Daniel Lavaris to live ( Read more... )

The meeting with Harmony left me with an unfulfilled "what???" feeling in the bottom of my stomach. I'm not even sure why we wasted our time going. I mean, she's obviously trying. But I'm not sure what it is she's trying at. It it still left me the problem of a demon that needed it's ass kicked ( Read more... )

Cordelia and i had escaped the boardroom of the blonde. I don't know where Harmony gets the idea that she is all up with power girl but let her at it. Not like the others will follow her. Please, she's a soulless fluff. Think Paris Hilton without the money and you have Harmony rolled up in a blanket. Oh add fangs ( Read more... )

My life sucks. Officially. Plus have a mountain of paperwork and, hello, I don't want to do it. Well there's a really easy way to fix this. I can just do what Angel does whenever he feels bored, or grumpy, or has something completely dumb to say. I, can call a meeting. Yay me ( Read more... )

I was on the motorcycle, weaving through downtown traffic. I had intentionally been increasing the speed more and more frequently until instead of a blur of vehicles around us there was only one big blur as we sped to our destination. The interior of my helmet smelled like new car ( Read more... )

Okay, classes had their moments, but when professors spent an hour diatribing about the legend of Vlad the Impaler with such empassioned belief, you really had to wonder if all of his chips were in the bag ( Read more... )

Well, that was bloody nice of Angel wasn’t it. The girl comes back ‘cuase she’s worried ( Read more... )