It has been one long torturous week. I have seen her come and go as she had to, sadly, go feed by herself. The desire to take her in my arms and make sweet love to her drove me silently insane. I can honestly say, being a Vampire with a soul is a death sentence. The pain that is cutting through me piece by piece is beyond the sleekness of a sword that is being driven through the softness of your heart.
I wish there was a way that I can rid myself of such a curse. I have had, with our brief encounters, the urge to lose myself in her mind and get a glimpse of what she is feeling. Then I need to remind myself that she is but a mere Vampire; she will not feel the endless pain that runs through my body.
The question begs, do I want to give in and push the pain away. Truly I have, but then from out of complete nowhere, that demon comes creeping its head up again. Yes, I did ask her for time, but how long will this lasting stay in the abyss that consumes me. It is not that I
Today we are crossing borders. We will find ourselves in the Americas, where a very good friend rules as Vampire Master. He is, by all means, forty years younger than me and far too charming around the ladies. I am a bit nervous about letting my beloved make this trip with me. My heart has forgiven her for the difficulty that we recently experienced. My mind still somewhat wanders to a place beyond my control. Now I am in no way saying that this Vampire shall seduce her, but yes, the man is a real Casanova; words roll from his tongue even smoother than melted honey.Now I shall be the one to admit that we did in our days together get up to some rather questionable things, things mainly with the female kind. If my beloved thought that my encounters only spread as far as Europe, well, she might just hear a few stories that shall make her eyebrows raise. So, I am indeed somewhat nervous, for I shall either receive a slap through the face and more certain a very cold bed from her
It is hard to say who is more in awe of Lestat, my beloved, or our Vampire Hunter. The man does carry a rather, how shall I say, a fairly attractive face. There were many occasions that we had to compete against one another for the attention of the lady that we had set our sights on that particular night. And I can almost proudly say that I lost the majority of the time, yet it did not stop me from stealing what he so gladly called as 'mine.'So after the introductions and, rather amusingly, a moment of pure horror when he learned that the young man in our company is, in fact, a Vampire Hunter, we make our way to his home. Now the man has always lived lavishly; seeing what he calls home is just beyond crazy. It is a rather mega-mansion, which he refers to as the Golden Palace. In my honest opinion, it is rather bright and unsightly. But that is beyond the point; we are here for a creature problem, which I would like to exterminate.While we all sit around some fairly l
We have just seen somewhat of a rather strange situation. I did, and by all fairness, the rest in our group, we have come to believe that both men that have just come down the alley are, in fact, men. Well, we have been sadly mistaken, for the one man, and it is not quite clear from where we are standing, has overpowered the other and is now, in fact, eating him alive.The terrifying screams are near enough to make my skin crawl. The sudden flush of blood in the air is telling us that this animal is ravaging this poor human at an alarmingly fast pace. Now, why one of us is not moving, that I do not know, though that is what we came here for. So much to my horror, my beloved starts approaching this creature."My beloved," I try to whisper as softly underneath my breath as possible, "Where are you going?""To help the man, of course."Lestat that has seen the extent of the wounds that these victims have started to laugh softly from his chest. "My dear Anast
It is clear that we have once again met our match by some unknown creature. Very unknown to us, but something which I believe the Windchaser boys have dealt with. I do really find it horrific the things that they deal with. Here I worry about a Vampire that is throwing its toys out the cot, where these two see things that one can not even sit and imagine up yourself.So as we all stare in anticipation at this man that seems to find this exciting, I am near damn ready to slap him."Out with it, boy.""Now for calling me a boy, I shall gladly feed you to it." He but pauses for a few brief moments, "Oh, but I forgot you are already dead."Well, this is only a Vampire Hunter joke for Anastasia; Lestat and I do not find this amusing whatsoever. And as expected, they are just about to carry on with their laughter at our expense, so I rudely interrupt them. "So how do we kill this monstrosity. In fact, what do you even call it?""It is a Lev
I have just agreed to be the fool that shall play bait. Well, there shall be no way that I shall allow my beloved to become bait. The only one that shall be attacking her is me. And let me tell you this, I much rather want to be somewhere else than here, for I have three men, whom I believe are Leviathans that are making somewhat of a nervous stroll up to me. One shall think he shall launch himself at me and turn my insides out, but no. He is, with his two friends in tow, coming up to me rather slow and ominously.And then.The man is in front of me so fast that one would think that he is a Vampire. I watch as he unhooks his jaw and opens it so wide that his entire face has become a set of teeth, but wait, that godawful split tongue seems to horrify me even more than the teeth. I know that any minute now, he is going to make mince of my face. But then I do remember the dagger that I hold in my hand. Now my great idea to take him from behind is just not happening. The t
I do believe that we have found ourselves in a bit of trouble once again. Now this one is truly a first for us. We have managed to move from one really horrific situation to one that seems at this stage only bizarre. We have not yet come to known who is behind this kidnapping. There is only some oddly dressed cab driver that has taken us to this rather disgusting warehouse with the foulest stench.Now I do believe that my beloved is taking this one fairly well; as for our dear Vampire Hunter, well, I do not know if he is irritated or terrified. At the best of times, the man's face is rather hard to read. Then again, the Windchaser boys come with the very same package; therefore, I do believe it is a Hunter thing.So as I try to whisper in my beloved's ear, this rather annoying little cab driver keeps telling me to remain quiet. Well, he can count himself very lucky, for I would have slapped that annoying face so hard it shall spin beyond tomorrow.With this thou
It was the year 1751. I had gotten involved with a woman, one of those that at the current time I felt that she was the one. I gave up my ways to spend what I thought would be our eternity. Now I shall admit that having a sexual appetite as I do, it made me do this rather foolishly. But yet I thought this woman was to be my beloved, which I was later relieved, I did not mark. The problem is that we lived together with this illusion in my head that we were the Master and his beloved, it was a notion that I became accustomed to. When Edward finally spoke some sense into me, when he showed me the wrong in my ways, I immediately, well, it is rather ugly to say, but I did throw her out and ordered her to never come near me again.And so she did, I never heard or saw her again, so I thought that I could confidently say that she was no longer part of my life and that she had moved on. Later years I did learn that she had encounters with Lestat while we were together. Now it did infu
It was the year 1751. I had gotten involved with a woman, one of those that at the current time I felt that she was the one. I gave up my ways to spend what I thought would be our eternity. Now I shall admit that having a sexual appetite as I do, it made me do this rather foolishly. But yet I thought this woman was to be my beloved, which I was later relieved, I did not mark. The problem is that we lived together with this illusion in my head that we were the Master and his beloved, it was a notion that I became accustomed to. When Edward finally spoke some sense into me, when he showed me the wrong in my ways, I immediately, well, it is rather ugly to say, but I did throw her out and ordered her to never come near me again.And so she did, I never heard or saw her again, so I thought that I could confidently say that she was no longer part of my life and that she had moved on. Later years I did learn that she had encounters with Lestat while we were together. Now it did infu