Interview With The Vampire Queen Of The Damned 소설 & 이야기

I gladly gave them because they'll produce the best and tastiest blood after they had their multiple orgasms. It might be majestic and the feel was amazing some of them said to have intercourses with me. For me, since I didn’t feel a thing, I didn’t care if they enjoyed it so much. All I care about was they produced the best blood that could make me full and I didn’t need to drink blood for a while. Behind my will to protect humans, I was indeed still a monster vampire. Let alone, I was the vampire queen. Who could be more ruthless than the vampire queen?

Damian finally spoke up, “Will you let go of the grudge if I kneel In front of you, Selena?” “Did you think I asked you here so I could see your face?” “I don’t— “Kneel, Damian!” She bellowed, the smirk on her face disappearing, “I will not repeat myself again” Damian didn’t say a word again. He immediately went on his knees and my mother’s jaw dropped. The almighty Damian, kneeling in front of a woman. That was uncalled for but this was not just any person—this was Selena. The lycan queen.

Fiona asked before leading us through the last bit of woods, directly to the shore of Seneca Lake. Damian scratched the back of his neck. "Actually, I'm half vampire, and my mom was a third wolf, witch, and fairy." "Mmmm. The math is a little off, but he's close," an elderly woman's voice said from somewhere nearby. "Excuse me?" Damian asked as we looked around to see an attractive older woman with gray hair sitting by the edge of the lake, drinking a glass of wine as she watched a bunch of kids play in the distance.

There was such a pin-drop silence inside the house that members started gathering around and reminiscing about what Michael had just said. Damon tries hard to control his Alpha; he doesn't know what happens if he loses his wolf; he will surely kill everyone. That's the biggest reason why his father told him to wait yesterday, so they can go and confront Queen and the Elder about this, but when they go and see the Elder already gone and only Queen is there, they ask her about everything, as they know that Queen will never lie to them. The Queen told them everything and showed them all the reports, and she told them what exactly happened seven years ago that destroyed Damon's life.

“Can you get rid of all your visitors?” A shrill laugh cut through the thick air, sharp enough to make my skin crawl. “Ha! And why would we do that?” A demon sneered, his voice dripping with mockery. “Who are you to command our queen like that?” Damien didn’t even spare the creature a glance. His gaze remained locked on Lilith, unwavering. “I am not speaking to some pathetic demon,” he said, his voice calm yet laced with something lethal. “I am speaking to the queen.”

"Tell me, Amelia is that what you really want?" Before I could answer the rather uncomfortable question, Damian walked in. I stood up and quickly did the introductions. "Nice to meet you," Damian said courteously as he shook Queenie hand. Queenie mentioned she had been in Ghana and Damian made a little small talk about it. Damian then drifted away to take a call. Queenie nudged me. "He's back and I have to go," she said in a stage whisper. "You don't have to leave now," I said.

“The vampire community was devastated when our centuries-old agreement was voided. For generations, we’ve been granted free passage to Verona City—your aunt and I—” “My aunt and you, yes. But Verona City has a new queen. New alliances must be drawn. Tell me, what do the vampires offer? I know how you enjoy witch blood—young, powerful, intoxicating. Isn’t that right, King Zibor?” Aminda slowly removed her gloves. With a single motion, she cut her wrist with a long, black, manicured nail. Blood ran down her pale skin. Zibor’s eyes went wide; he leaned forward, fangs bared, and began drinking. He looked like he’d reached ecstasy.

Elder Davis said. "And it is also the fact that our Vampire King is being accused of abusing our future Queen Adira Elisaveta," Elder Thomas said from Vampire side getting up as he joined the 'debate'. Now it started turning like who was gonna throw mud better on the other. "Vampire Elders are joking in this conversation. If our soon-to-be Queen is mistreated, why would she defend Werewolf race on the day Vampire King fell unconscious. She herself personally clarified and cleared doubts about the witch ring. It looks funny seeing you bring up the topic again," Lord Lancaster said.

“It’s not that big of a deal.” “It is to me,” she said brightly. “Do you know how many women I’ve interviewed—I mean met—on your behalf? And nothing. But now, finally... you have someone. Why didn’t you tell me sooner? What’s she like? Where did you meet? What does she do?” Before he could craft a vague-enough answer, Vincent Caldwell stepped into the room, hands clasped behind his back, his face carrying that signature expression that always made Damon feel like he was under cross-examination.

Damn! “To kill a vampire,” I say, deciding to go with the truth. “You don’t need the scythe for this.” “Queen scorpion, this is not an ordinary vampire. This one is an ancient one. He made a pact with Hades, so he can’t be killed with normal weapons. I have tried this multiple times.” The Queen opens her mouth to speak, but another scorpion that looks like a scholar comes and says something in their language. At first, the Queen frowns, but as the scholar keeps talking, a smile appears on her lips.