Romans & histoires Interview With The Vampire Queen Of The Damned

My head snaps in the direction it came from and my eyes land on a handsome man with the exact shade of dark green eyes as Heidi and Harlow. Samael clenches his fist, and I rest my hand on his leg in an attempt to keep him calm. The vampire, I assume to be Damien Nightshade, pushes his chair back and uses his speed to fly around the table, appearing at my side. Dimitri, Seth, and Samael all stand immediately, crowding around me protectively. Damien sneers down at me, his face contorting into a look of pure hatred, “tell me, my queen, did you enjoy ripping out my brother's heart? Did those two little whores fill your pretty head with lies about him?”

And I am no longer tired. “After you take a shower and eat something, Queen Lamia and your father will have a word with you,” the witch says. My father—the man who adopted me and is proud to call me his son. The man who I love with all my heart. Queen Lamia—queen of the Cosasi Vampires. I became one of her knights after I turned eighteen. “Unless a shower is brought to this cell, I don’t see how I'm washing myself here,” I sarcastically say. “And why am I here?”

Damian asked me unable to believe this story " Yep that's what I was told, but practically she isn't a wolf anymore,cos she was cured by her mom before her mom died and the king of Darahy accepted her as his daughter so technically she's his daughter,after all his blood did turn her to a vampire" I say to damian getting tired of voicing out someone's history " This is intense,we've got to tell father,he would never let you get married to a half cast" Oliver said directing the statement to Damian They both stood up from their seats a cue I take to be that they're leaving and are going to find their father " Damian you said you had something to tell me" I say to him standing up as well to sto

Executives rushed between conference rooms while emergency meetings stretched endlessly across multiple floors. But Damian barely noticed any of it. Because Elena’s rejection still echoed inside his head. She doesn’t want to see you. The sentence hollowed him out slowly. Jack entered the office holding a tablet. “You need to see this.” Damian barely looked up. “What now?” Jack placed the screen in front of him. Victoria Clarke. Live interview. Damian immediately frowned. “When did she schedule this?” “Twenty minutes ago.” Onscreen, Victoria sat poised beneath studio lighting wearing white silk and heartbreak.

I whispered to myself in confusion. What the fuck is she saying. I sat in front of the TV still watching Damien as he was being interviewed by a female reporter. Turning on the volume I listened to the interview. “ It's good to have you in the studio Mr Klaus, you look as good and handsome as always ” the reporter said as she gave him a wide smile. What the fuck bitch, are you hitting on him ?!? “ Thanks ” Damien said with a smile. “ So it's not new that the Ember Pack is planning on launching an all out search on the myth that there's an Intruder in the continent, but what are your thoughts about this?? ” she asked as she drew closer to him and shoved the microphone towards his mouth.

“It’s not that easy. Damian must have said something that hurt her. I have a hunch that the queen knows something that led him to give up on this bond.” Celie groaned. “I hate that woman. What the fuck does she want?” I remained silent. If she had asked me this question a few decades ago I would have said that she just wanted every vampire to be purebred or pureblooded. But now, I wasn’t so sure. ~~~**~~~ Myra

"I know right? I need to know all I can about this vampire because from my research, he seems to be the leader. If I can bring him down, it would be easier to bring the rest of them down" "Why do you want to bring vampires down? I mean you have no encounter with them after all" I looked down and looked around trying to prevent my emotions from showing. "I once had an encounter with a vampire . He killed a man in my presence. He drained his whole blood and left the man there. I was fortunate I wasn't seen, else I would have been long gone". She eyed me up and nodded, "Follow me", she said and turned. She kept walking into the forest and at a point I was getting scared.

“Tell me, Princess Cinder of Vargrheim… at what hour were you born?” The damned stone demon seemed to have had it's fun cause I could feel my hands again. I cleared my throat immediately, trying to control my tremors to form words to answer the Vampire Queen. My mouth opened. Nothing came out. Her gaze was unrelenting when I didn't answer. “Midnight, perhaps?” she mused. Out of the corner of my eye I see the look Isolde throws at me. For once I looked away first. I wanted to disappear into the floor.

He continued to stroke her arm as she lay awake wrapped in his embrace, he knew that she was quiet because she didn't know what to say so he picked up his courage and started the discussion. " when I was twenty five, I was captured by a sadistic vampire who loved torturing me more than anything in the world. The torturing started when I was a human and she made me into a blood slave, when she saw how quickly I tend to fall unconscious, she turned me into a vampire and continued to torture me. This went on for a a year and I was addicted to her blood. If it wasn't hers, I couldn't keep it in me. She always gave me details of what was happening to Jessica. Telling me that

My husband Damien rushed over from the Elder Sanctum, where he had been accompanying his ex-girlfriend Vivienne for her Blood Withering treatment. Damien was the Vampire King's Chief Enforcer — the most powerful authority beneath the throne. Three hundred years of service. He had seen every kind of brutality vampires were capable of. But even he flinched when he saw my body. Days of decay in the cold cellar. My face smashed beyond recognition. Deep cuts everywhere. My neck nearly severed. Damien steadied himself, then crouched down to examine the body. I watched, heart pounding, as he lifted the blood-soaked cord from my neck.