Lestat de Lioncourt – Page 2

Getting Back What Belongs to Us, Pt. 12

February 8, 2015 by

Louis sat and waited. He was watched the window like he longed for the sun to come through it. Maharet had returned and Marius was running after her. He could hear what they were saying, or rather what Marius was saying.

Lestat sat up and went to follow Marius, he longed for news of Merida whom he had gotten close due to Saphira’s talents. Louis was quick to grab him, “Where do you think you’re going?” Louis questioned his lover and maker. Lestat stopped and looked at him, “Why do we wait on the elders to make their move?” “Because those are the rules, Lestat. We follow the rules. And until Marius comes in here to tell us to move, we sit. We wait.” Louis’ loyalty annoyed him but Lestat knew he was right. To question Marius’ or worse Maharet’s decisions would shake the foundation on which we built our coven and all the bloodlines in it.

Forgiveness Begets Love

May 17, 2014 by

There comes a time in the life of every vampire when we are forced to surrender to the will of another and only the power of another can make you see the truth. For me, that was the moment I understood that the pain of another vampire would help me get through my own pain. Pandora de Romanus had let down her guard, as I had, and let the laughter of children into her unbeating heart. Saralyn and Brelynn had been the absolute joy of her otherwise boring, repetitious life. Those girls had meant the world to her as Claudia had to me. When Saralyn was murdered, the entire event took me to a deep dark part of my own story that I had buried behind a curtain of hatred, bitterness, and ignorance.

Paris, France – Oh Shi…

April 6, 2014 by

The concert was a success. Mary was bigger and louder then she has ever been, my pride in her knows no bounds. I saw my Louie in the private booth with Marius and Pandora, and Mary’s student boy, Jace. I watched his reactions to this lifestyle I live. Nervous, and a bit uneasy, but he did not leave. I knew we would be alright. I had yet to tell him, Mary and I had a full spread in Rolling Stones Magazine coming up very soon. I plan to “come out” to the world then.

At the end of the concert Mary began playing her newest song, “Lost in Paradise.” She had written that to Marius, her love for him runs deep and it pains her. I made a rash decision, and pulled out an instrument I had not played in some years, I figured, hey! Akasha’s on another world, she can’t hear me here, can she? Who the fuck cares, I’m doing it! I played Nicki’s violin along side Mary’s exquisite piano playing. We made quite the pair. The music took over us, we made love to it on that stage and by god did we ever get off on it. I made that baby scream for Mary, her keys whined for me. We felt the crowd bend and cry out for more. I wanted more!

Always the Favorite

March 16, 2014 by

Why on earth is it that I am the one people come to when their lives fall into a hard spot? I was there when Marius lost his beloved daughter Saralyn. I was there for Pandora when she released her beloved Va’lis. I was the one to care for Marius’ lost childe, Mary. I brought her back to him; let them continue with what they had forgotten. And now here I sit in my pent house in New York with Marius, having a few drinks, well more then a few, that man can drink! Nearly all of my private stock is gone. Blasted ancients and their obsessive drinking problems. I listened to him pine over his beloved Wife and his Mistress, how they betrayed him, how he’s a failure with them..blah blah blah. The man is in hysterics.

He loves both women unconditionally. And so hurt at their betrayal; leave it to me to be the one to tell him, hey! It isn’t betrayal! Pandora rescued Mary from the darkness again, because he abandoned her there. AGAIN! I love Marius deeply, but he needs to sort out his anger problem. It took a week for me to make Marius calm down enough to return home. I left him in his house and found Mary, I explained to Pandora that he was calmed, and ready to be spoken to, and that I would take Mary back to earth and prepare more concerts, live her life more. Pandora readily agreed and let us leave that hour.

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