Chapter 1: The Valentines
When Ruby's hunger kept him awake at night, he retreated to his private cabin, known to women as The House of Love.
As his guitar cried and screamed, women rushed to answer his mating call.
The guitar aroused them as he echoed their desires.
He chose the hottest woman, set her aflame with his strings, and lured her into his arms.
The rejects often watched in awe, locked in hypnosis.
He ravaged his lovers thoroughly, digging deep to scrape up every buried urge so he could bring it to life.
Some overtook him for one night and others for hundreds, but once he had drained them dry, he lost interest.
When he said goodbye, he meant it... but his lovers were infected forever. Only he could unlock their primal nature.
Once a woman had succumbed, she crumbled at his feet, dreaming of nothing but him.
Some were so desperate for him, they became sick.
Once Ruby had lost interest in a woman, he could not get aroused no matter how she pleaded.
Every Valentines’ Day, Erosians gave a gift to the person they were most deeply in love with, and Ruby received more than anyone.
Though he enjoyed being desired, he wished he had someone to give gifts to. Nobody was ever enough.
The more women he destroyed, the more hollow he felt.
He yearned for something more, though he could not imagine what it might be.