Hey guys, so this is my first fanfic on this website. Although I have been a fan of many stories, this is the first time I will be writing a True Blood based fanfic. This is just the first chapter and kind of my start-off point. Sorry if it's too short, but I proise the chapters will start to get longer and longer as we progress. Hopefully, you guys will enjoy my story. I will be shortly posting up the next chapter. Please leave reviews, as I would love to know what everyone thinks. Just a few sentences is all it takes and I would appreciate the feedback. I don't have abeta so I apologize for any future grammar or spelling errors. Enjoy!
Chapter 1
Overseeing his club, he quietly observed the "patrons" of his club. Several were looking his way, hesitant of his meeting his glance. It was a typical Friday night: groups of tourists, vampires and fang-bangers looming around the club. Dressed in his usual black attire, Eric quickly found that the night was beginning to bore him, not one person- undead or alive- had been able to catch his attention. Taking out his PSP, a gift from Pam, he was soon very much engrossed in his game.
"Master, I think I may have found someone of interest for you."
"And who might this person be? Sookie Stackhouse?"
"No, something I believe to be even better."
"Really? Well then, show her to me so I may see what is so intriguing about her."
Pointing straight to the girl sitting at the bar, Pam indicated her object of interest to Eric.
"Hon ser bra nog för att äta." Eric continued to observe this woman, who did indeed look good enough to eat.
"Ja hon." Pam retreated back to her position at the club entrance, pleased with her handy work.
Eric nodded at the Felicia, letting her know to keep an eye out for the girl sitting at the bar. Felicia smiled, and nodded in acknowledgement.
Eric continued to observe her from his throne, ignoring the pestering requests of the vermin at his feet. Fed up with their constant interruptions, Eric kicked the guy at his feet onto the nearby table, and bared his fangs at the other. Watching the two scurry off into the crowd, Eric saw the woman's face. She was angelic as anyone could ever be- long dark brown hair, hazel eyes, a petite figure and lips that called to be kissed. Eric smiled, baring his fangs. Indeed this girl would be worth his attention.
