Interview With A Vampire Claudia Fangs Novels & Stories

she replied and frowned. Naivety? I’m not naive! “Do you want me to advise you? Do not, I repeat. Do not ever think that His Grace is a good person. You see those two torture rooms beside your room? Countless werewolves, vampires, and even humans have lost their lives there within the time frame that I started treating you. He might have saved you now but he can also dispose of you anytime,” Claudia advised and I squinted my eyes at her. My eyes glanced at her missing pinky.

“Well, there is that. But it's probably a bit late at that point.” The talk of fangs presented Leesa with the opening she had been waiting for, but dreading. She had hoped to catch the professor after class one day to ask him privately, but he always had a cluster of students around him when class ended. Taking a deep breath to muster her courage, she raised her hand, hoping she wasn't going to sound stupid. Professor Clerval pointed a bony finger at her. “Yes?” “Have you ever heard of a one-fanged vampire?” she asked.

he said happily and Freeda just look at what he was doing, she then put down the vase. "And why you're here? We haven't seen you for months, where have you been?" Freeda asked, walking near him, arranging the things he messed up. "Hmm...I was just... wondering about the whole town," Klyde answered while he slice an apple. "But then I came back here, there's something important I need to tell you," he said and Freeda gasped. "That you're a vampire? Is that what you wanted to tell me?" she was disgusted, she want to throw him outside the window. "No, because I heard you've seen some werewolves in the woods," he said that making Freeda gulp. "Damn, no one believes me, I've seen those wolves but

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

The Broadcast of Doom Claud and the others made their way back to Verdant. The journey was quiet, each lost in their thoughts, contemplating the gravity of the mission ahead. They arrived at Verdant a few minutes later. Claud’s mother, Tara Wolf, received the news that Claud was around so she went to welcome him as she hadn’t seen him in some time. “Mom, we need to talk,” Claud said, his voice tinged with urgency. Tara’s eyes widened as she took in the group, her gaze lingering on Zakira. “Claud, why have you brought a vampire into our home?” she asked, her voice sharp with suspicion.

Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon. "Who?" He frowned. "Vampire Diaries. Ring a bell?" He shook his head. "Never mind then." I sighed. "My name is Damon Cullen," he stated. I gave him a long look. This was suspicious. "Do you have someone named Edward Cullen in your family?" I questioned. "No, and I don't know why you're stating all of these names. Besides, I don't have a family." I got disappointed at his answer since I was kinda wishing he would've said yes. His whole existence is just a huge coincidence.

I wondered idly if I should inform her that I could every single word. "Your three minutes are up." I announced when I got tired of her fumbling. "God damnit!" She screeched again, and I winced. Yep. Definitely going to try her damnedest. It’s a damn good thing that being a vampire is essentially the same thing as being a starfish. All parts can be regrown, except for of course, a new head. "Inside voice Jo. Use your inside voice." I cautioned. "What is your question?"

"No. You see, the world is not as it appears. There is more to it than meets the eye, things that most humans do not understand…" "Dad, can you please speak English?" "Right. Beyond what most can see, lies a world of evil. Creatures roam the earth, claiming victims and draining their blood…" "You mean vampires?" "Yes. Vampires." "Hmm… are you feeling alright?" "What? Yes! Now, listen… Many centuries ago; long before my time, or even my father's time there were two brothers. Clayton and Dominic Lawrence. They were human, living their lives just like everyone else during that era…"

I wait until she is away from the door and quietly move behind her. "I told you to leave" I say, clearly scaring her as she jumps at the sudden noise. she stares wide eyed as my vampire side has come out fully. " why didn't you leave?" I ask her getting angry that she's so damn stubborn. I step toward her "what is your name?" I ask her "T, Tansia" she stutters as I keep getting closer, her name is amazing, everything about her is so breathtaking, so much so that when I step right up to her I can't control the primal urges anymore.

He paused, his body tensing, as if he knew she was there without even seeing her. “Old man,” she said, her voice dripping with a seductive quality as her finger traced a path sexily along his back. “It’s been quite a while. What happened to your Ironfang’s today?” She let out a laugh, a truly diabolical sound that seemed to mock the very air. “It seems retribution has met you after all these years. Here I am in your front and you need my help.” The Elder of the Ironfang’s didn't reply. She continued with mockery in her voice. “Didn’t you ever think you’d need my help one day?Well…”