Interview With The Vampire Fanfiction Novels & Stories

he asked. “That I can’t say. i don’t even know why I’m telling you this but you better not tell anyone if you want to see tomorrow” I scolded jokingly “wow, this is a lot to take in” “i know, let us just change this topic” “okay, I have another question. This might sound weird but how did it feel to be a vampire” Corvan asked. well i did not expect this question. “hmmm...apart from the fact that I'm pale, really thirsty for blood all the time and hate the smell of wolfs I'm normal” i replied.”and your blood smells really good, you're lucky I've had dinner if not i can't guarantee your safety”

he muses, his voice as smooth as silk. I roll my eyes, the sensation of being a mere pawn on a grand chessboard nearly overwhelming. "Let me guess – I tell you what you want to hear, or I'll never leave this building alive?" "You know how this goes," he affirms with a curt nod. "Spill the beans. How did you become a vampire? Who are you working for? How did you get the scoop on me and my brother? Don't hold back, or you might find yourself six feet under. Tell me all I need to know about you, down to the tiniest detail," he adds, his voice dropping to a chilling whisper that hangs heavy in the air between us.

I tilted my head. “What do you mean?” Pau curiously asked. I sighed deeply before remembering the scene between me and Vladimir. “It’s like…he wanted to speak to me about something,” I claimed, remembering that he sounded so worried when he saw me the other day. Pau and the rest of my friends stared at one another, “Well um, there are kinds of vampires and their victims,” “The fang bangers, singers, and their prey,” She whispered. I could tell that she doesn't like to speak about this topic.

“I don’t know. It’s not like I just dialed a wrong number. I wasn’t trying to contact anyone in particular.” “Well, next time, make something up. Tell them you’re Gibbon’s daughter or something and you’re looking for him.” It was a good idea, though I didn’t think it would work. “How do I know they can’t read my mind?” “How could they? You can’t read people’s minds. We’ve never read anything about Vampires reading minds, just talking with them.” Once again, he seemed to be right. In all of my research, I’d never heard anyone legitimately claim that Vampires could read minds—and I mean legitimately in the most speculative way possible. “Well, it just freaked me out.”

Victor reminds me and I roll my eyes at him, I didn't want to be here, I wanted to be home with my baby or at work trying to get her out of Dylan's arms. "Fine, get them here," I say with a sigh. "Shouldn't you interview us?" Victor asks. "Go get your girl some milk or something, and tell the first victim to get in," I say and he just laughs, he knew I wasn't here by my own will. "They'll be right here for you detective," Victor says finally leaving the room, I should've gotten a coffee or water or something else to drink, but too late now. The vampires that came in looked different, each one had their own personality, some looked happy to be here, others were very calm, I had to ask them al

She spoke of their child and her hope for another one. I looked to Nikka when Mandy finished her story; Nikka spoke into Mandy's mind and Mandy relayed her thoughts. She told me about Nikka's mating with Dmitri. I was fascinated with vampires and asked questions for an hour. Mandy told me of the war between beastkind species and how much better things were now that it was over. I was enthralled with their entire realm, and Mandy happily answered even the most probing questions. When I took a long breath, Mandy spoke, "Now it's your turn to spill. Tell us if your man breathes fire in bed, out of bed, or both."

“But not just thugs. It’s also rumored to be a hideout for vampires.” I let out a shaky chuckle, disbelief bubbling up. “Vampires aren’t real, Damon. You, of all people, should know that. They’re just fiction.” He tilted his head slightly, his eyes narrowing. “Hmmm.” Then he took a deep breath, like he was sniffing the air. “Vampiro,” he muttered, his voice dropping to a low growl. I laughed again, though it sounded weak even to me. “Wow, so the mighty Damon is scared of a fictional character?”

We rogues used to be careful in territories like this… “Do not worry, I masked our scent from others. Unless that person is of higher ranking, we won’t be seen at all.” I nodded, “Alright…” Silence fell again, and I wanted to ask another question again, “Does it feel tiring to become a vampire?” “Wow, is this an interview?” He chuckled, “You seem to have many questions about our kind. Want me to turn you into one?” I almost gagged at that, “Ew. No thanks.” He gave me a lopsided grin and then had this serious expression on his face, “Honestly, I am glad you asked that. I’ll answer it honestly, It is, very tiring that I want to be killed. I just find ways to be killed.”

She went back to her notebook and then to her bank account. “Should I keep doing this?” She asked herself, feeling a little guilty about spending so much money on her vampire-hunting obsession. But after a few seconds, she snapped back to reality. “Why should I feel bad about spending money on something I really wanted? I’ve been seriously wondering if vampires really exist, and now that I know they do, why am I having such doubts?” She was shaking her head to help dispel her thoughts and guilt. “This is once in a lifetime chance that I will have, so this is worth it. When compared to seeing a real vampire, four million pesos is nothing!” She said, trying to smile after a few seconds. “But i

Hello everyone! Welcome to this Vampire story. It has werewolves and Witches too but the main lead is a vampire so everything revolves around him. The world background I attempted I hope you will like. It is a slow-burn book and gore .. Also it has explicit scenes I don't recommend under age. ★Excerpt★ She tasted sweet, like oranges, liquid sunshine in my mouth as we kissed, our tongues playing together." ''Darling why your lips were swollen , Did anything bite your lip?" Smirking Majesty held her close ...