Lestat Interview With The Vampire 소설 & 이야기

Lisanna said and held her Cassandra’s hand, but she just smiled at the poor witch. “This is my last question. Who was First?” Cassandra muttered. Instantly, Lisanna paled. “It was forbidden to mention his name,” Lisanna said. Cassandra couldn’t help but frown at her friend. “Oh, come on! That's ridiculous. Tell me his name, already,” Cassandra insisted. Lisanna nervously looked around her and leaned closer. She looked at Cassandra with her blue eyes and spoke. “Sebastian Alistair Blood. He is the vampire prince, or simply known as First.”

I swallowed the lump in my throat as he made his way over to his desk. "W-Why was s-she out there?" I asked. Master leaned back against the desk so he was almost sitting on it, placing the leash down in the process. "It's a stupid thing that some vampires do when their pet has misbehaved or they decide that they don't want them anymore." My eyes widened

"What are you talking about?" I asked Landon, my voice low but firm. I was about to turn and face him when he went in front of me himself. He towered over me, his eyes were dark and vicious looking straight into mine as if he wanted to look into my soul through them. I don't mind if he could. I don't care about anything else now. All I want is vengeance and I'm willing to do whatever it takes just to have that. "You heard me right, Eve. You have had vampire blood in you ever since you were born."

While she was looking for answers to her questions, something caught her eye. "A black cape? Long-sleeved white shirt? And a red bow?” Cyrille's eyes begin to widen. "This is how a vampire dresses in classic Dracula films!" she exclaimed. “Oh my—” She couldn't finish her words and immediately covered her mouth to keep from shouting. She was overjoyed with the mixed emotions she was experiencing at the time, and she couldn't believe that after days of fruitless hunting, she'd have the good fortune to meet a vampire.

"Daughter, you are not well and soon you will begin to experience strange sensations that may cause you to lose your life, but we are here." "It's ridiculous father! I'm leaving, we are not in the stone age" Lea wanted to retreat, but a large shadow stood in front of her, it was one of the vampire leaders, Lestat, a young handsome vampire, with the reddest eyes she had ever seen in her entire existence, the palest skin, but the most handsome. "You can't leave until we finish the ritual Lea" Lestat's voice from beyond the grave stopped her, she just sorrowfully nodded her head and walked to the center of the sanctuary.

The presence here is so heavy, so I am becoming too nervous right now. I was just standing in front, looking around, waiting for something to happen. I took a deep sigh and then said, "Uhm, A pleasant day to you, our deity. I am the heiress of Vamparia, Celestine Duke, and I came again to this place to ask for your favor."

When my story came to an end, Leila sat in silence for a moment, and then asked, "How long were you two together?" "Not long for vampire years," I said, bracing myself for her reaction. But actually, it felt good to tell Leila the truth about my past and get it off my chest. "What happened?" I shrugged. "After a while, I finally left. Selestra liked playing games with men. After a while, I no longer wanted to play." "Where is she now?" I shrugged again, as I shook my head. "I do not know. The last time I saw her was in a quaint little village in England long ago. I have not seen her since."

He didn't know where these vampires came from, but judging from their manner of speech and appearance, they were not ordinary. Lars glanced at Dylan and then snorted coldly “Lucky for you” Lars grabbed Keelin's hand and pulled him away. As he passed Stephen and Stella, he stopped and looked at her “Going out with grandpa is fine, but don't learn his bad habits. When you want to come back, call me." Stella immediately nodded. This conversation seems to be so familiar that no one has any questions, only Stephen is still dissatisfied "Brat, don't talk nonsense, I don't have a bad habit"

"They were... too many... couldn't... fight... They took her... to their... lair... deep in the... woods..." Sarah's grip tightened on his arm, her voice pleading. "Please, tell us more. Any details you can remember." The escort's breathing grew shallow. His strength was waning. "I... I tried to fight... but they... overpowered me... Lily... brave... she fought... too... They... knocked her... unconscious... took her away... Please... save her..." Aunt Belinda's voice trembled. "We will, I promise. But first, can you describe the vampires? Anything that could help us identify them?"

Selene was bantering back and forth with the man while Lorn and Nathan stood back at the table watching them. When Katia heard her sister reply, "Why yes, we are a part of the wolves we love so much, finally. Yet, so are you, sir, vampire." As Selene finished that sentence, she turned to see the look on Katia's face and was not disappointed. Nathan groaned quietly as a look of excited amazement came over his mate's face. Before he could move to stop Katia she was throwing herself against the vampire and hugging him. He could hear his sweet mate talking as fast as her brain and mouth would allow her. Thank the goddess. Their resident vampire was good-natured and had heard from anyone who knew