The Chosen One: A Vampire Lestat Story

Mature, lemons. Lestat wanders the world without a mate. Soon it becomes unbearable to live without one. Will she except him for what he is or will she turn him away? Quote: And there she was. Such a vision that I never saw in all my centuries of living. She had shimmering black hair; it was slightly wavy and reached her middle back; lovely pale skin like porcelain. Just a touch mind you, were a hint of blush on her sweet cheeks.
Her eyes were focused on the keys but soon enough she looked out into the crowd and there under dark eyelashes shone bright in the spotlight were striking violet eyes. I nearly fell out of my stool from the sheer delight that affected me so deeply. I could get lost in those eyes.