"Cheri, my Cheri", said this French male voice. His voice called out to me, it echoed like the wind through me. It was like a whisper yet it was loud. My mind soured and swished through the mystic cool darkness.
"My Cheri come to me". The French male voice said. "Come to me". A tall street light flickered this bright white flash, I saw his face. The great Le stat, the vampire rock star. His pale skin glimmered this beautiful white and his dark eyes went straight through me. He made an evil smirk and his fangs showed. His cool breath I could feel all around me.
"Don't be afraid my Cheri". He whispered again. Then his fangs came all the way out and then the whites of his eyes turned red and he flew at me in attack. I flew up in bed in alarm, sweating. My sweat was cold and I shaking. My bedroom window was wide open and the moon shined through.
"Jesus" I said getting out of bed to shut the window. I looked out it and looked around the yard to see if anybody was there. Well, not just anybody, "Les tat". He wasn't of course; it was just a nightmare I had. I shut it and locked it and crawled back into bed. It was 1:30 in the morning. I just sighed and pulled all the blankets over me because I was freezing and scared. It took me awhile to fall back to sleep, but it happened about 2 hours later. When my tiredness didn't give crap weather some body or Les tat was in my bedroom or yard.
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The Dark Lover Lestat Book One
Fanfiction18 year old Cheri Lecleres is an American girl living in London, England. Everyone is all wrapped up in the new rock figure the vampire Les tat. She deny s liking him in every way, until one night she decides to go to a vampire club in London. Cheri...
