Solomon’s Daughters: Risa’s and Kylie’s Chapter

Solomon’s Daughters: Risa’s and Kylie’s Chapter













This is the ninth chapter in the Solomon’s Daughters series. These are not stand alone stories so if you are starting anywhere but at the first chapter then you may not understand some of the references and won’t have descriptions for most of the character.













Risa’s and Kylie’s Chapter











Anthony took the bus to the corner near his house and disembarked. He went inside and showered and then went to the kitchen and found something to eat. He looked over at the bottle as he passed and wondered why it hadn’t charged yet, usually by this time on every other day the bottle would be fully charged. While he was eating a turkey sandwich and sitting at the table he looked through the phone book until he found the number and address for the night club, Eternal Night. When he found it he copied the address onto a paper and returned the book to its drawer. He finished his sandwich and then wrote a note for the girls saying he had gone to speak to the vampires. He wondered where Eliza, Megan, Mina, and the fairies had gotten off to. They weren’t in the house and they hadn’t been at Cassie’s party so he didn’t know what they were up to.

“They’ll be fine,” he said to himself out loud trying to banish the worry that flooded his mind. He headed out the door and hopped on a bus for downtown. The Eternal Night was only a few blocks from McKnight’s Jewelry and Anthony was both worried and excited about meeting vampires. He didn’t want to be bitten but vampires were one of the most popular fantasy creatures and he had dreamed of meeting one before, and now he was going to realize that dream. He walked up to the front door and a large muscled man stopped him and asked for his driver’s license. Anthony handed it over and the bouncer moved aside and let him pass.

“Wow,” Anthony said as he walked into the club. Inside the place was dimly lit and the music was really loud and the place was packed. Men and women moved in time with the music on the dance floor and most were dressed in black leather. His own outfit, jeans and a t-shirt stood out even in the dim light and he got a few weird looks. He moved over toward the bar and sat before ordering a Pepsi. The bartender was a pale short man with white blonde hair and pale blue eyes. He stared at Anthony for a minute before grabbing a glass and filling it and handed it to him. Anthony took a sip from the glass and his cell phone rang.

“Hello,” he answered after flipping it open.

“Hello lover,” Eliza’s voice replied.

“Where are you,” Anthony asked.

“We just got home and found your note so we were calling to see if you were alright,” Eliza answered.

“So far so good, no one has tried to eat me yet,” Anthony said with a smile into the phone. The bartender’s head jerked around to look at him but was too far away to have overheard Anthony’s words over the noise. Anthony’s eyes narrowed slightly in suspicion but he continued his conversation with Eliza.

“Is Galina there,” he asked.

“Yes she arrived right after we did.”

“Good, can you put her on,” Anthony asked. He heard noises through the phone as Eliza presumably hand it to Galina.

“Anthony,” Galina asked.

“Hi honey,” he said in a sweet voice and she snorted in amusement.

“I just wanted to make sure it was ok if I included our… people in the agreement,” Anthony said. He paused unwilling to say goblin where there was any chance of being overheard.

“You’re the King husband. All foreign affairs are your job and ruling is mine, so do whatever you deem best. However remember that all of our clan’s future now hinges on your decisions and don’t be careless,” Galina reminded.

“Thanks no pressure there,” Anthony replied dryly and Galina snickered. The bartender was staring openly at Anthony now, Anthony was pretty sure the man could hear both sides of the conversation.

“Also the bottle is a blood-red color now,” Galina informed him.

“I see could you put Eliza back on the phone,” he asked. When he was sure Eliza had the phone to her ear he spoke again.

“Is there any way for you to release them or do I need to be there to let them out,” he asked her.

“Anyone who knows how can release them, but the bottle belongs to you so even if I release them they will still be your genies,” she informed him.

“Alright go ahead and let them out, there is no reason to leave them in there any longer. I will meet them when I get home,” Anthony told Eliza who agreed.

“I’ll see you later, I love you and tell the others I love them too,” he said into the phone.

“I love you too,” came softly from the phone and they both hung up. The bartender was on the phone now and studiously not looking in Anthony’s direction. A small smile lifted the corners of Anthony’s lips as he thought of a vampire bartender. He finished his soda and turned to watch the dancers as they writhed and swayed to the fast paced music. After a while he notice a flash of white and red among the throng of black clad dancers. He lost sight of it for a few moments but found it again as the crowd shifted and opened up to reveal two women dancing with each other. Both were about his height and slender with porcelain white skin and moved with flowing graceful movements. One wore a white dress that came down to mid-thigh and her flaming red hair flared out as she spun in dance. The other was wearing an identical dress except it was black and her hair was black.

Anthony’s eyes caught to the gaze of the white clad woman and her gaze flicked to the bartender. Anthony saw the bartender nod his head in Anthony’s direction out of the corner of his eye. The woman’s gaze came to rest on Anthony again and moved over him in study. The woman in black also studied him but her look had hostility in it and he didn’t know why. The white dressed woman raised her eyes back to meet his and he grinned at her and ran his eyes over her body in return. She smiled seductively at him when he once again met her gaze and lifted her hand and beckoned him with a finger to come to her on the dance floor.

“I can’t dance,” Anthony said in a normal voice suspecting she would be able to hear him even with the music from the distance she was at. She shrugged her shoulders in dismissal at his excuse and again motioned for him to join her. With a shrug Anthony got off his stool and moved toward her, the black clad woman she had been dancing with drifted off into the crowd of dancers. He stood in front of the woman and looked into her eyes; her skin looked smooth as marble and as soft as the satin dress she wore.

“I’m Jessica, would you dance with me,” she asked stepping close to him.

“I’m Anthony, and I already told you I can’t,” Anthony replied.

“Sure you can,” she said and place her hands on his hips and began to move them. He relaxed and allowed her to freely move him and memorized the movements. After a while she began to sway in a way that didn’t match his movements but seemed to mesh with them and her body touched and rubbed against his as they danced together in the middle of the crowd. He wrapped an arm around her stomach and pulled her soft body back into his and his erection, which he had since she first touched him, was pressed against her ass. His other arm went around the front of her shoulders and she continued to dance grinding herself against him as he lowered his head and nuzzled her neck. She moaned softly as he teased her neck with his teeth and he moaned in return when she ground hard against his cock.

“Are you trying to seduce me,” Anthony asked softly into her ear before running his tongue along the rim of her ear.

“Yes, is it working,” she asked as her breathing quickened.

“A little,” he admitted and then nipped at her neck again which caused her to arch her back and only her head on his should and his ass against his groin were touching.

“The only thing I wonder now is, why bother? I am not the best looking man in this place. Also why would the bartender call you about me,” Anthony asked and she stiffened in his arms pulling away and he released her. She walked and the crowd parted before her and Anthony followed after her. She approached a door at the back of a club with a large man on either side guarding the door. She walked through unhindered but when Anthony tried to follow one of the guards stepped in front of him so Anthony stepped back.

“They have to frisk you,” Jessica said as she stood holding the door open. Anthony’s gaze flicked to her then back to the large man standing impassively before him. The man said nothing and his expression was blank but the thought of this man touching him made his skin crawl and he didn’t know why. Anthony shook his head and stepped back farther from the guard. The guards eyes flashed red and returned to normal as he took a step mirroring Anthony’s.

“I am afraid you don’t have any choice,” Jessica said. Anthony’s face twisted into grin and his eyes began to shimmer with fire as his anger at being afraid and at being threatened mounted. The guard stepped back warily as his eyes became burning orbs that glared at the three of them angrily. Suddenly he felt the point of something sharp pressed against his back.

“You will comply,” the female dressed in the black dress said as she held his shoulder and kept the weapon pressed firmly into his back. Anthony’s anger flared and he grinned savagely as his power flared and his eyes blazed bright enough and hot enough that the three people a few feet in front of him could feel it.

“No…” Jessica began but was too late. Anthony relied fully on the partial power of a High Djinn and he moved. He moved so fast that he went beyond the speed where their eyes could follow his movements. He ripped himself from the woman’s steely grasp and pivoted behind her. He wrapped a hand around her neck and forced her to her knees and wrenched the knife from her grasp at the same time.