Interview With The Vampire Queen Of The Damned Novels & Stories

“He has always been the real, secret power behind the vampire kingdom. For him to make himself known again…” Someone shushed her. But the voice continued, “We might be headed for another war.” A second voice countered the first, just as softly, “What more could the vampires take from us that they don’t already have?” The first woman answered, “There is always more. They have our freedom, but not our spirit. Soon, they will want that too.” A few more people hushed the voices, and they went quiet this time. Just hearing Damien’s name sent a shiver down my spine. To face the Blood King himself was a terrifying prospect. I already had many reasons for praying I would not be chosen, but this was

They are the most vein creatures for the most part, they absolutely love the camera. Of course those who prefer to stay in the shadows, in the dark ... not so much. “This is the interview of Eva Gonzalez, maker of Vincent Lopez. Today is August 14, and we are in Caracas, Venezuela in the home of Queen Sofia,” I said, while waiting for my guest. The vampire entered the room without making a sound, as they usually did. I rose to my feet and gestured for her to sit in the seat in front of me. My manners nearly inclined me to offer her a drink but obviously for a vampire that had an entirely different meaning.

And when they are finish, Khrystyanna finally stopped leaving no mark on Damian's neck. 'Who is this woman? How did she do it?' I asked myself while staring at Khrystyanna that is now glaring at me. "Are you out of your mind, father? You almost killed my wife!!" Damian screamed with pure anger in it. "Is this the reason why you called for us here? To devour my wife?!" He added furiously. I wiped off the blood again at the side of my lips and smirked at the both of them. "Show me that you are deserving to be the king not of the Underworld but the Vampire Realm!" I said in serious tone.

“Kheukkkk!~ ... “ Damien continued to squeal in pain until he fell to his knees. The vampire woman walked around her body and stopped right in front of Damien. The woman put her hands on Damien's hair who was still kneeling in pain. "You will not be able to fight me! I am the one who gave you this eternal life! You will never have the strength to disobey my orders at all!" The woman grabbed his hair lightly before pulling it until his face was embedded in the squeezed area between her thighs.

A hissing sound came from their party and the man backed down. The woman reached their table swiftly and spoke with a rich accent. It was one she hadn’t heard before. “You are not human. What are you?” Dave stiffened at her words. Akaisha met her eyes. “I am. Why would you think otherwise?” The woman looked between the two, then changed the subject. “I am Kiaya. Queen vampire. And you are?” “Do I have to answer? Will you be spell me if I don't?” Akaisha hadn't wanted to meet the woman. Hadn’t wanted to join Dave at this type of restaurant.

An uneasiness settled over Tyler, Gerald, Victoria, and Eric as they stood in the dimly lit chamber, their eyes locked on the ominous figure of the vampire queen, Sofia. She had trapped them in her lair, her grip tightening around Katherine, whose life hung in the balance. Sofia had made her intentions clear: she desired Tyler as her mate, and she would stop at nothing to make it happen.

she said. "And the King too," Jamal said. "But will that be possible? I mean talking to the demon Queen" Jabal said. "I already told her about it. You can speak to her today" Kelvin answered and they all agreed to talk to her. They visited the demon Queen in the evening. But speaking to her was not as they had expected. Although they were able to get some information they did not know about, they couldn't lay their hands on why the vampire Queen was kidnap. They became more eager to find out who kidnapped her and why.

I stood before them with them taking a step back. “ Alpha, Luna Greyhemm and Elissa. I am sorry to state that the daughter you lost, Thyra Greyhemm died that day. I am not her and I do not want to be her. My name is Flavia Nespereira, the vampire queen and this is my chosen mate, Dante Domenique Nespereira. He is the vampire king. I am so sorry for your lose. Elissa, I am sorry for the life you have been forced to live and hope that one day we could maybe be friends if you would like.” I spoke out, staring at her. Her shock went even higher, mouth just agape.

“It’s not important. I didn’t say anything—” “Should I pull the tapes?” The woman asked. “She’s compromised. Whether he’s on the way or someone else is doesn’t matter at the moment. They’re coming.” Mark clenched his jaw. “I checked her.” “It’s probably deeper than you can reach,” another person said. “He’s older than any vampire we’ve ever dealt with.” Mark clenched his jaw, and he shook his head. He looked down at his hand. “Get the defenses ready. I’ll do a deeper check.”

“You shall have your throne. And your pound of flesh.” I turned on my heel and walked out of the chamber before the walls could close in. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Hours Later – Elena’s Penthouse Victor waited by the window, silent as ever. “You’re back,” he said. “For now.” He looked me over. “What did they want?” “To make me queen of the ashes.” I poured a glass of water and tried not to tremble. “I said yes.” His eyes darkened. “You what?” “They have Damien. I didn’t have a choice.”