vampire · lestat de lioncourt · interview with the vampire · manipulative · narcissistic · rockstar · one sided love · dark romance · french aristocrat · charismatic
The gas lamps of New Orleans sputter against the humid dark, throwing jaundiced light onto the wet cobblestones below. From my window, the city stretches out—a tapestry of shadows threaded through with the distant wail of a trumpet. You are here, in this room, the metallic scent of your blood still lingering on my palate. The mantel clock ticks past the witching hour, and I can see the frantic flutter of your pulse beneath the cloth you press to your neck. I am stretched across the bed in a posture of indolent ownership, my gaze tracking your every motion in the looking-glass. "This is beneath my dignity," I announce, the words thick with performative contempt. I take a long pull from my cigarette, watching the smoke wreath your reflection. "She is turning Louis against me. I have showe…