Interview With A Vampire Parents Guide Novels & Stories

She shouted as she pushed at her mate “but instead of being able to hide, he will gut her there because she’s gone away with him who, for all we know could be related to that fucking vampire!!” “Enough Carrie!” Liam shouted as she shook her slightly “What?” Gemma whispered. Shock set in as this was the first time she was hearing any gruesome information about her parent’s death. Anytime she asked before, she would be told rouge wolfs attacked and that her family were killed but that Max...yes Max, had found her safe before Auntie Luna and Mammie found them both “Vampire?” Gemma asked. Carrie stiffened and hung her head “What vampire mammie?” Gemma asked as she took Carrie’s hand in hers and

“Because you’re a good hunter.” No. I didn’t die because my vampire ex-boyfriend decided to play hero. But of course, I couldn’t say that. My parents barely tolerated the idea of vampires as anything other than monsters to hunt. They’d lose their minds if they found out I used to date one—and they’d go hysterical if they discovered I was gay. I rubbed my temples, trying to chase away the ache building behind my eyes. “Mum, I need to clear my head,” I said, rising from the chair before she could press further.

I finally looked up to see Kamon studying my face intently, like he was trying to determine if I was having some kind of breakdown. "Ming," he said gently, "vampires aren't real." "Some of us are." I reached into my bag and pulled out my phone, scrolling to a photo Bew had taken last summer. "This is my cousin Bew, who you heard on the phone earlier. His father is my mother's brother." I showed him a family photo. "This is my mother, and this is my uncle and aunt with their kids. The vampire genetics run in my mother's family line." Kamon looked at the photos, then back at me. "You're serious."

While I'm fixing chapter 2 of my research report, Vico asks curiously, "What have you searched so far?" He cocked his head to look at my paper. I had to push his head away because it was nearly covering my laptop with his head. "Researching things about them doesn't actually require much of my time or effort." "Why?" "My parents, it turns out, were also mildly preoccupied with vampires; they provided examples that were just like those in articles," I shrugged.

My dad whispered in reply as he nodded, still not making eye contact with anyone in the room. “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean….” I began to plead. “Then you know what happens now!” The man directed at my dad and again he just nodded in reply. “What happened? What do you want with us?” My mother asked as her voice shook. “We’re only here for her”. He replied as he looked at me and a cold shiver went through my body. “Me… why me?” I asked nervously, knowing that my parents were going to find out I had been in contact with another vampire… and instead of hearing it from me, they’d hear it from two random strangers.

I stayed here to make my parents happy but at the expense of my happiness. “You know we do not want you to leave, but you must be happy. Please, do as your brother told you, be safe and call as often as possible so we know you are all right. While relations between different supernatural species have progressed, there are still those out there that would gladly kill because you are a vampire. Do not forget about the hunters.” Dad tells me. “Oh honey, I hope you find what you are looking for and yourself while you are out travelling the world. Who knows, maybe you will find your beloved. My baby boy found his mate and I cannot wait for my daughter to find hers.” Mom cries.

The voice said and walked into the moon light. It was the leader of the vampires. What are my parents doing with Vector? It was then i realized that i had walked into vampire territory.

I approached her and took the glass from her hand, surprising her with my action, but I ignored her reaction and smelled the glass. It smelled like blood. I looked at my father, calmly sipping his tea. "Dad, what are you planning? Answer me honestly and stop beating around the bush," Gabs seemed nervous about my actions, but if I didn't confront my father, I wouldn't be able to guess his intentions. "Huh? I don't have any plans, you know. Isn't it natural for him to drink a little blood if he wants to love a vampire like you?" she said, standing up while still holding the glass, twirling it in her hands.

"That's preposterous! I will not entertain the idea of you mating a dirty dog! Do you realize how seriously they take that term?" Trying to maintain a respectful tone, I took a breath to calm myself, "Mom, you're going to have to get used to it. I'm an adult. " "You are an adult, but you are the vampire king's son. Every step you take must be aligned with who you are," my mom snapped at me. "Elvira, come on," my dad squeezed her hand. "You don't have to take it so seriously. Let's have second thoughts. I'd like to meet this girl. Why don't you invite her over?"

" He growls. With that he throws me to the ground. I toss my head back and laugh. How foolish of him. I bring my focus back on the heartless monster that's my father and know my eyes are beaming red. The crowd steps back to give us room. Roman charges at me and I'm swift to doge his attack. The whispers circulate again, except this time they're directed at my genealogy. They want to know if I'm part vampire. Well, I guess I ought to quench their curious thirst. Roman and I stand a few feet opposite of one another, slowly circulating the ground beneath us. I bare my fangs and for once I don't feel embarrassed by the disgusted repulsion. I delight in Roman's humiliation as the reporters captur