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YOU GUYS. Info on the next VC book after PL:

As we near publication time for “Prince Lestat,” I’m often asked: what about the Wolf Gift characters? When will Reuben and Felix of Nideck Point return? Answer: I want to get back to Reuben and his fellow Morphenkinder as soon as I can. I see many novels ahead with the Wolf Gift cast of characters. But right now I am focused on a follow up to “Prince Lestat,” entitled “Blood Paradise” that continues the story of Lestat and the vampire tribe in the second decade of the Twenty-first Century. I hope and pray the Wolf Gift Chronicles will be better for the delay. It helps sometimes to wait a year or more before continuing a series. But I am eager to return to Nideck Point; and I haven’t forgotten at all about Toby O’Dare of the Songs of the Seraphim. A third novel with Toby has been developing in my mind for years, a big novel in which Toby and his angel mentor, Malchiah meet many unique challenges. You could say I have a very crowded mind, a restless mind, a mind of conflicting story threads. I can’t claim credit for it; I was born with it. And I hope I will have the time to tell many more tales…. Thanks so much for your many questions. I appreciate them very much.

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hyperbeeb:

armandromanus:

I want a VC movie where it’s just a two hour footage of Louis looking done with everything

A sequel which is just two hours of footage of Lestat looking super done with Louis

(My hand slipped, it’s not the 4 hrs you asked for but it’s something!)

1) Louis de Pointe du Lac: So done with everyone’s shit since 1791

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2) Lestat de Lioncourt: So done with Louis’s shit since 1791

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~~~~ And yet… it somehow works out. ~~~~

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“Maybe a relationship is just two idiots who don’t know a damn thing except the fact that they’re willing to figure it out together.”

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talia-adamowicz:

dontbeanassbutt:

moshita:

Skull Violin

Stratton Violin

*devil went down to georgia playing in the distance*

I bet that was a haunting refrain.

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merciful–death: #Lestat when he meets someone aesthetically pleasing

Source: best-of-memes

Claudia’s fingers reached out to gently fiddle with a lock of his blond hair. “We’re not so different you and I…” She found herself saying as she gazed at him gently and passionately.

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Her touch was light but sent a calming ripple through him, and he nuzzled his cold cheek to hers in gratitude. In their earliest days together, Claudia had often boldly played with handfuls of his hair as she rode in his arms, or when they reclined together on a divan at home, discussing the evening plans. On this night Lestat needed her reassuring touch more than ever. Their argument just a few hours prior had been scathing, the two at odds over her decision to end her flute lessons.

Louis had not had been home to voice his opinion, but Lestat knew well enough what it would have been. Lestat had surrendered. He could no longer ignore the glint of her hungry eyes when he and Louis deposited her at these lessons, the manner in which they waved goodbye to her, inching closer together before the door closed, she knew these lessons were in fact a carefully plotted arranged absence. So that they could be alone together. So that they could have one another in a way that she could not.  
“Mon ange,” he began, unable to say what needed to be said, “it’s our similarities that cause these fights, but also…” and he placed a kiss delicately on her lips, “what bring us together again.” He looked away, navigating the dark streets. They were almost at their destination.  

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Interview with the Vampire:

“‘This is madness!… ’ I said, my hands rising suddenly to my temples.’Where is she! Where is she!’ I looked about me, at their still, passive faces, those inscrutable smiles.’Lestat ’ I turned him now, grabbing at the black wool of his lapels:

"And then I saw the thing in his hands. I knew what it was. And in an instant I’d ripped it from him and was staring at it, at the fragile silken thing that it was-Claudia’s yellow dress. His hand rose to his lips, his face turned away. And the soft, subdued sobs broke from him as he sat back while I stared at him, while I stared at the dress. My fingers moved slowly over the tears in it, the stains of blood, my hands closing, trembling as I crushed it against my chest.

Source: the-vampire-chronicles

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merciful-death:

faceofabotticelliangel:

merciful-death:

faceofabotticelliangel:

merciful-death:

faceofabotticelliangel:

merciful-death:

Send me ❄ for drunk texts.

[text] ARMAND I AM CURIPOUS WHY I HAVE RECENTLY HEARD WOMEN BE CALLED YARD TOOLS

[text] I DONT KNOW HOW TO GET MY PHONE OFF OF CAPSLOCK

[text] AH THIS IS THE WRONG NUMBER I APOLOGIZE

[text] Louis, I can hear your mind channeling wildly. I have received no text messages from you in the past hour.

[text] WHY ARE WOMEN BEING REFERRED TO AS YARD TOOLS AND HOW DO I GET MY PHONE TO STOP THIS

[text] There’s is a button on your keyboard that looks like an arrow, click that until your text is no longer so large.

[text] Lol I will ask Daniel what a yard tool is.

[text] LESTAT CALLED YOU THAT AS WELL

[text] ARE YOU A TOOL

[text] I MEAN YARD TOOL AH MERDE

[text] THE ARROW WON’T CLICK

[text] Daniel told me

[text] No. No I am not, Louis.

[text] IS IT A GAY SAYING ABOUT PEOPLE?

[text] I MEAN GAY

[text] WHY IS MY PHONE DOING THAT