Interview With The Vampire Queen Of The Damned Novels & Stories

He looked at me with disappointment. "How many times would I have to tell you this Amaya, I would never in my life hurt you." "How am I even supposed to stick with that when I don't even know your name?" "Faire enough." He chuckled. "My name is Damon." Damon, that's a nice name. Wait a damn minute. "Damon Salvatore?" I questioned. Even though they looked nothing alike, I couldn't help myself from asking. I mean what a coincidence this was. Meeting a vampire in real life whose name was Damon.

As he prepared to address us, I drew a sharp breath, mentally preparing for the intense negotiation that would inevitably determine our future. In a voice deep and commanding, the vampire elder broke the silence. "Damien," he began, his voice booming and echoing like distant thunder in a tempestuous storm, "You stand before me, pleading for the safety of your sister and her taboo love. What sacrifices are you prepared to make?" Matching the elder's intensity, Damien's gaze hardened, his response ringing with an unwavering conviction. "Everything. I will lay everything on the line to guarantee their well-being."

“But—But I love them! No matter what, they are my first mates and I will always love them. I can't help it. If you kill them, then you'll kill me too. I can't live without them. You know what I am for goodness sake! You can't do this to me. Get me out of here. Just let me go and I won't speak a word about all of this.” “And you think I'm terrified of your so-called mate?” He uttered in disgust. “I guess you don't know who I am. Yet.” He grabbed my chin, turning me to face him. “I am Damien Varian, The lord of vampires.” He said with a twisted smile, yet his eyes were so cold and emotionless.

Their behavior assured her that not everything went according to plan. That was the reason why she summoned one of the warriors, for this little interrogation. His words left her dumbfounded and furious. Xavier was not honest with her, and the Queen was not going to leave it like that. - That is all, you may leave. - She waved her hand, dismissing him. The young vampire bowed deeply and left her office. The Queen spent some more time analyzing everything she just heard. She needed answers, and she could get them from Xavier only. The woman stood up from her seat, storming out of her office.

"We've been tryi--" "Victoria," the woman interrupted, her voice cutting through the air like a sharp blade. Visenya was taken aback by the sudden interruption, but it gave her an opportunity to truly see the woman before her. Despite her malnourished appearance, Victoria possessed a striking beauty. Her long, straight black hair cascaded down her back, a stark contrast against her pale, porcelain skin. And those eyes, a deep crimson hue, unmistakably marked her as a vampire. The intensity of her gaze revealed a profound hatred, yet it also allowed Visenya to confirm her vampire lineage.

I couldn’t believe this was some kind of miracle this makes no sense. “Exactly we have no idea. And you know what else?” I shake my head side to side. “I had this weird urge to ask or kinda bait him really, about there being a vamp Queen-you know like we were joking that’s what that woman could be- he fucking lost it when I mentioned that I would bite her head off. So by that remark alone I’d say were on the mark.” “crap… well has anyone ever seen her or know if she’s powerful or what she looks like?”

Gunderson asked. “The incubus knows who and what we are. Speak. Incubus. Introduce us.” Anders commanded. The incubus stood as if he were pulled up by invisible strings. He was pretty pissed about it. I managed to hold back my laughter. “Gentlemen, may I introduce you to the Vasili and Vasilia of the desire demons. Anders Damon and Madison Coto. The king and queen of my people.” He said stiffly and with a little sneer when he said ‘queen’.

Why was this happening. My apparent lack of a reply must have made the High Queen suspect something. She ordered, "I need to speak to Damian for a few moments Alone". There was no room for any argument. I stood up and glanced at Greyson who reluctantly left the room. The Inquisitor who was merely observing until now, bowed and left as well. The doors shut with a thud. The throne room was heavily warded so that no other vampire or any other creature would be able to overhear a conversation.

Murmurs of agreement rose from the crowd. The man smiled from the stage, "We're working on a bullet that can stop a vampire's heart". "I thought a vampire can't be killed by a shot to the heart", Another person exclaimed. "This one will be able to", came the man's reply. "Will it be able to end the King of Vampires too?", A lady asked this time, her blood red gow flowing down her body. "Yes it will", The man spoke into the microphone and I gasped, my eyes going to Vanir who was watching the conversation, a sardonic smile on his face.

“You were with Gwendoline and Luthias. I thought you were human.” “I was,” I said softly. “You’re… you’re not human now, right?” he stammered. “I’m not human now,” I said softly. “H- how did you...” he cleared his throat log and hard before continuing. “Can I ask how you came to be the queen of the vampires that are enemies of the one you travel with?” he continued. “It’s quite the story and if there was time,” Luthias said briskly, “I might be persuaded to share it with you. Sadly, we are on a tight schedule and need to be pushing on.”