Louis and Lestat started the night hunting together. They chose one of Lestat’s favourite places, a saloon called “The Bayou’s End”, a grubby little place tucked away in the forgotten corners of the city. Once a grand old Creole cottage, it used to be a prosperous establishment, but time and neglect turned it into a … Continue reading Barney (Chapter 8)
Dearest gentle reader, I feel like I should stop addressing you like that, but once Soso puts a thought in your mind, it’s hard to get rid of. Like when she suggested I should tell you more about Rashdell. She says Rashdell is our shipper name, and she ships us. Don’t ask me; I don’t … Continue reading First Times – Sazerac & Beignets (1)
Dearest gentle reader, My niece Soso says, “This is how you speak to your readers if you really got sauce.” I remind her she is too young to be watching smut. She reminds me she is almost as old as I was when I started hustling. I don’t even know how she knows about that. … Continue reading The Night I Met The Vampire (Epilogue)
Today is my 23rd birthday. It’s almost surreal to say it. It’s no exaggeration when I say I had a few times in the past where I didn’t think I would make it to this advanced age. Guess it just makes me bad at dying. I decide to celebrate my birthday by going to a … Continue reading The Night I Met The Vampire (Chapter 9)
They lay together on the soft mattress, pyjamas long forgotten in a heap on the floor. Face to face in the dim light, they revelled in the presence of the other, taking it all in.. Louis was the first to move, reaching out to map the contours of Lestat’s face - his fingertips gliding from … Continue reading Barney (Chapter 7)
The night I met the vampire Louis de Pointe du Lac changed my life. I didn’t see it at first, but it did. In the months after the concert, life doesn’t change much at first. Winter comes and goes. I still live at Josie’s, play with my niece and do the odd job in the … Continue reading The Night I Met The Vampire (Chapter 8)
A week later I take Mari out to Rosalie’s diner. I can actually only afford coffee and free refills, but Rosalie pushes a piece of cake between us for us to share. On the house, she says. She smiles and winks at me. I suspect she thinks we’re on a date. We’re not. I still … Continue reading The Night I Met The Vampire (Chapter 7)
I go straight to my room and into the bathroom. I take my clothes off and throw them into a corner. I wish I could burn them. I can't stand the sight of Josie's torn and dirty jacket. There are blood stains on it. Is it mine - or theirs? I shower and try to … Continue reading The Night I Met The Vampire (Chapter 6)
It’s fall, the air is a bit chilly and I’m pretty happy about my new jacket. Josie got it for me last week when I visited her and Soso. I spend more time with Josie and Soso now. I still need my freedom, so I never stay long, but Soso keeps asking for “Unkie Lell”, … Continue reading The Night I Met The Vampire (Chapter 5)
I always say that the night I met the vampire changed my life forever, and I can you hear going, "Shit, Wendell. Your life went from bad to ‘Lawd have mercy, somebody light a candle." And I couldn't blame you. It did. And I met him again. The vampire returned. I don't know if he … Continue reading The Night I Met The Vampire (Chapter 4)
Daughter of Gallifrey 
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