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[19 Nov 2009|11:40pm] |
HISTORY: Aja Benton Maurier was born in an abandoned stable on a hot summer night in 1940 to Ruby Maurier, a fifteen year old who became pregnant from a night of unbridled passion which turned to an angry, non-consensual tryst. She was conceived from love and hate which would resonate through her entire being for the rest of her mortal and immortal days.
Aja lived with her mother in the French countryside, only traveling to the city of Paris for special occasions, which were a rarity due to money being tight. Her mother married when she was five and bore another child, a son, a year later. Resentment had settled in to the young girl as she felt left out of the family circle. Her step-father treated her as second best and her mother ignored her pleas.
Tantrums and nervous breakdowns were not out of the norm and as soon as she was old enough, she ran away to the city she adored, never looking back. Sixteen years old and penniless, Aja took to being a cabaret dancer in the Moulin Rouge. After a year of dancing and gaining respect from her fellow dancers, Aja became the crowned jewel out of all the dancers and men from all around the world would come to see her.
One man, in particular, would change her life forever. At 20 years old, she met Lorant, a handsome and wealthy playboy who seemed to have his every desire and whim catered to. She was immediately fascinated and he was infatuated with her. They made love for days on end, each time becoming more and more intense with violent tendencies seeping through.
But it only brought her closer to him. She was obsessed and the tangled web they wove seemed to grow. And before she knew it, without her consent, he turned her. Lorant was an elder vampire and she, his 20 year old mistress, was now forsaken to a life of immortality. She would never be able to enjoy the sunlight, see the flowers bloom, spend her days at the beautiful beaches of Nice or live any kind of normalcy again.
As luck would have it, her job required her only to come out at night. But days and days had passed before she returned to the stage. She spent her waking moments in bed, crying and trying to adjust to her newfound and unwanted life, a prisoner in her own home.
Lorant told her that she could have the world. She could have anything she wanted and he would teach her the ways. After some time, it all became second nature. She had become a hedonistic and uncontrollable harlot. She would satisfy her hunger without a second thought, make love to any man or woman she pleased, drink to oblivion and party through the night and sleep all of the day.
Four decades had passed and the only things to change were that Aja no longer lived in Paris or worked as a cabaret dancer. She had found herself stateside in New York working at a ritzy nightclub. Preying on beautiful people had become her addiction and there was no better way to feed it than to be a part of that world.
But she was lonely in the big city, not knowing where to go or who to meet. She stumbled upon Morgan Macbeth. Their first meeting was anything but pleasant. But soon enough, they were spending more and more time together. And before either of them knew it, they fell madly in love.
However, they were hunted and knew that they had to leave New York and stay under the radar. They have just arrived in Brookhurst, hoping to start anew with each other and their family-to-be. ( she loves everybody )
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