Vampiress Golgotha Encounters The Merry Monarch On A Late December Evening

December 28, 2020 at 11:39 pm (History, The Supernatural, Vampire novel) (, , , , )


The vampiress Golgotha daughter of the vampiress Lilith in the sitting room of The Wild Boar Tavern

It was a late December evening in England in the year 1660.

Charles II (the man known to history as the Merry Monarch) had been restored to his throne earlier this year as King of England, Scotland and Ireland after years of despotic Puritan rule.

Oliver Cromwell the Puritan dictator par excellence had kicked the bucket a couple of years earlier in 1658.

Christmas Day had recently passed and New Year’s Day was approaching.

And Charles II chose this time to go on a wild boar hunt in the middle of winter.

Not that Charles was really interested in hunting wild boar.

He just used that as an excuse to escape the palace and engage in hunting what occupied his thoughts most of the time.

Not at all upset by the fact that he hadn’t caught a wild boar all day, Charles entered through the door of The Wild Boar Tavern the pub and inn he was staying in overnight on this Feast Day of the Holy Innocents.

As Charles entered through the tavern door, he encountered this vision in the pub’s sitting room:


Vampiress Golgotha daughter of the vampiress Lilith

Upon encountering the vision Charles said aloud, “Jesus.”

“Close,” the woman sipped a goblet of wine, “The name is Golgotha actually.”

“Golgotha?” The monarch although a sex crazed sinner was still a believer in Christ and made the sign of the Cross upon hearing the name of the place of the Lord’s death, “What a strange name to have.”

“My mother was and is a strange woman,” Golgotha acknowledged.

“Still no matter,” Charles sat across from her, “Aren’t you cold on this December night… wearing… um… what you’re wearing?”.

“Or not wearing,” the woman smiled at him.

“Well, yes,” Charles nodded.

“The fire’s warm,” she smiled, “and getting warmer now that you’ve arrived. And we could probably find ways of getting me even warmer.”

“Indeed,” Charles threw his winter cloak over a chair, “I hope I can be of assistance in helping you achieve the appropriate warmth.”

“I’m sure you can, your Majesty,’ Golgotha played with her long red hair, “I’m sure an accomplished hunter such as yourself is good at thrusting his spear.”

“There is no greater spear thruster in the entire kingdom,” Charles bowed.

“I’m sure the bear skin rug by the fireplace is an excellent place to demonstrate your prowess in these matters,” she stood up, walked over to the bear skin rug and lay down.

All the growling and panting that night did not come from the bear’s mouth.

-A vampire novel chapter
written by Christopher
Monday December 28th
2020.

8 Comments

  1. Jessica E. Larsen said,

    Oh my gosh, I love her personality 😍

  2. Sabiscuit said,

    Why is it that humans can’t behave like characters in these Gothic romantic thrillers? Why can’t people be cool, have a little fun and relax? Everyone now needs a two-hour break down and analysis of gameplay and a spreadsheet.

    • Dracul Van Helsing said,

      You know, Sabiscuit, I have really often wondered that question, why humans can’t behave like characters in Gothic romance thrillers?

      I suppose that’s why I love Gothic romance thrillers.

      And you’re right about how in these times, people are reducing everything to gameplay analysis and spreadsheets.

      It really is a great mystery how the human race was able to procreate before the 20th Century when gameplay analysis and spreadsheets were invented to determine the how to’s and whereforths of lovemaking.

      • Sabiscuit said,

        I enjoyed your writing. Lots of exciting details but no gore. Suggestive and subtle. Seduction is becoming a lost art because of too much information and over sharing. We’re safer from human predators and diseases but we have lost the sense of mystery.

      • Dracul Van Helsing said,

        That is very very very true, Sabiscuit.

        We have lost the sense of mystery.

        And that loss of mystery has produced a world where, as C.S. Lewis once wrote, “It is always winter and never Christmas” (And now quite literally thanks to the likes of Bill Gates, Dr. Anthony Fauci and Pope Francis).

  3. George F. said,

    “Jesus!” That is also my go-to catch phrase when I see a woman who looks like that! All sex-crazed Monarchs must utter that word! We have something in common!

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