By the time I got back to the hotel, Eric was talking to some guy so I waited for him to finish his conversation then I can give him the scoop. I sat at the bar and looked at all of the people. Most of them are here with a vampire of their own. Others are here looking to leave with a vampire tonight.
I honestly why people think that vampires are irresistible. We drink blood for crying out loud. Some humans are big masochists for it though. They crave the danger of a vampire losing control, and drain them of their very life essence. They have a death wish because that's all that we are. Death.
I breathe in the "blood" scented candles, wondered how did this smell like blood. It just smells like soup. Literally soup. And we're supposed that they're "blood" scented. I look up and see the most beautiful man I've ever seen. He even smelled good, and not one dirty thought went through his mind. He caught me staring so I looked down hoping that would air out the awkwardness. A few minutes passed and when I looked back up he was gone. "Hi" a voice said behind me, and I know it's not Eric.
"Hey yourself" I took and looked at the gorgeous man before me. "What's your name? " his southern accent is almost overbearing.
"My name is Marie." I extended my hand. "Stan" shook hands and he sat next to me.
"You from around here?"
"Nope I'm from North Carolina" I turned to see Eric still in his conversation. He looks over and notices my staring. I avert my gaze away from him and focus on Stan. "She doesn't look like she's from around here, but I swear I've seen her before."
"Chances are you probably have, but I don't want that to spoil the good mood." I really need to stop answering other people's thoughts. He gave me a look.
"Don't worry it's one of my many talents....I can read minds."
"Oh so you're clairvoyant? That's cool. Can you tell me what I'm thinking right now?" Flirtatious I see.Before I could answer him Eric tapped on my shoulder. "Are you two done eye fucking each other? There's serious work to attend to Marie." He gives Stan a death glare, grabs me by my arm, and pulls me somewhere more private.
"Do you forget that we need to find a fucking missing sheriff?""First calm your tone. Second I was waiting for you to finish talking to your little friend. Third I can flirt, fuck, and do whatever I want to do. Remember you asked me to find this person, which I know his whereabouts. I didn't volunteer for this." I'm tired of Eric acting like he's king ding-a-ling all the time. Give a man a little the naughty fun time and they think they own you. I mean the sex was good, but damn it wasn't enough to kneel at his feet.
Eric takes a deep breath. "So where is he?"
"In the basement of a bunch of lowlifes in Fellowship of The Sun. I heard his thoughts, but they were in a different language."
Eric gives a smirk that means no good before saying "Well at least I know that you can fetch good." I never slapped someone so hard in my life.
"I'm not your fucking pet!" I walked to the nearest elevator and pushed the up button. I didn't even look back and see if he was on his way to rip out my spinal cord.
I walk to the elevator and before the door can shut Eric steps in. We sat there in silence for a little bit before I broke the blissful sounds of silence. "I'm sorry" Eric says softly. It was like he was saying to himself. I ignored him and when the elevator finally stopped where my room was I ran to my room and made sure I locked my door behind myself.
I need to hunt.
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Into the darkness (an Eric Northman Fanfiction)
FanfictionA woman named Marie lioncourt with a lot of supernatural powers becomes a bounty hunter for Shreveport's finest and oldest vampire, Eric Northman. She is also the queen of all the vampires, but she doesn't even want the crown. Will she find an heir...