Interview With A Vampire The Book Novels & Stories

It was a heavy volume bound in deep scarlet leather. The title, written in gold, was “A Brief History of the Nocturne Territories and the Valerius Dynasty”. The subtitle was “Vampires and humans”. I snatched it up, quickly reading with my heart hammering. Vampires? Dynasty? My mind immediately began filing away information. This was no ordinary world.

“But that’s not the question you really wanted to ask me. So go ahead and ask the real question that’s on your mind.” “Are you a vampire?” I found myself asking, my voice sounding distant. He didn’t look surprised by my question. He only held my gaze for a moment when he answered, “Yes. I am indeed a vampire.”

Laura asked, her voice barely above a whisper. I ran a hand through my hair, trying to steady my breathing. "I know, it sounds insane. But it’s true. According to this book, the vampires have been searching for people like me for centuries. I—I never knew. I thought it was just a myth. But this... this is real." Laura leaned forward, her brow furrowing in confusion. "How did you even find out? Why would you be a target for them?"

“Has he been studying all these books?” I looked at the desk. One book was lying open on his desk. The page it was turned to had a drawing of a person who looked like they were screaming. I continued staring at the opened page. The title at the top of the page said "Vampire Possession and Mind Control." I looked away from the book for a moment, My blood went cold. Had Noah known this might happen? Had he been preparing for it? I tried to look into the book one more time but

We got comfortable and prepared for the long flamboyant story about what he found out. “So I go back there and there’s all these super old book, like on witchcraft and werewolves and I even found some on Vampires. Do you think Vampires are real? Not the movie I vant to suck your bloooood ooooo type but like the real deal?” Taking another huge bite he set the notebook he had in his hand down on his lap. Looking around the room. “We are always made out to be mortal enemies since the beginning of our creation but I’ve never seen one.” Sitting back heavily and clearly disappointed.

“It’s pretty interesting, actually. And could be a disaster now that I’m thinking about it. Lucas told me there are a handful of vampires who don’t want to assimilate, and they go around trying to make things difficult for those who have. I’m not sure the specific details, but he made it sound like these vampires are going after the businesses he owns or something like that. Basically fucking shit up in order to get back at him for following the rules of the Vampire Council. Three vampires showed up at my house last night after they got my address from Eliza, Lucas’s vampire daughter or sister or whatever you’d call her, and he was not happy.” “Oh, wow. That is interesting and you’re right.

It wasn’t clear to me why I felt a twinge of guilt, just seeing it. “Chasing down the Vampire. Stopping the reign of blood.” She read, pointing to the title, and subtitle. “Oh. What’s it about?” I asked, a little awkwardly. “It’s a vampire who suddenly went crazy after tasting blood for the first time.” She replied, and I scoffed. “You’ve got to be kidding me.” I said, snatching the book from her hands.

The chimera's tail disappeared right with it as well as all traces of it…the iceberg that was in its heart was now a crispy clean white with no drop of blood on it and my sword now laid on the ground clean of any evidence of the chimera. I just stood there in Complete horror watching as the vampire walked towards the book with the shadow wolf right beside him. I couldn’t help but ask a question that has been nagging away at my mind all day. “Who the hell are you?” The vampire picked up the book and looked up at me with an expressionless look on his face as he answered. “Beta Marcus,” I was just about to ask some more questions when the shadow wolf’s loud growl caught my attention.

My fingers tapped on the leather cover of the book. "I mean I guess that makes sense, but even after all the myths, vampires still had their fangs. How did they hide those?" Nico blinked at me, apparently, that thought never crossed his mind? "I guess they just never smiled?" He paused, snickering at his own words, "I don't know." My tapping on the cover quickened in speed as I pondered before I finally willed myself to open the book back up. "Maybe if I keep reading I'll find something that will help me regain my faith in humanity thousands and thousands of years ago," I said.

“I see. So you like vampires, eh? Last time I saw you also bringing Interview with the Vampires, and a few other vampire stories in that tower of books” OKAAAAY…could anyone please pinch me, slap me in the face, kick my butt, or whatever?? Am I dreaming?? AM I REALLY having a conversation with Clayton Sommers???? This better be real, or I’m going to eat hundreds of sleeping pills if it’s just a dream so I will stay in this dream and NEVER, EVER wakes up. And he even still REMEMBERS the title of books that almost buried him? Even if this is real, it’s even BETTER than any dream I had these past 20 years…