When my feet hit the ground again, I hear the sounds of jazz music wafting through the humid twilight air. The smell of saltwater and seafood fills my nostrils.
New Orleans. The mecca of the Vampire world.
I've always wanted to visit this place, but definitely not under these circumstances. The smell of fish is enough to make my dizzy and nauseous stomach want to empty all over the sidewalk.
I lean against a nearby building and close my eyes for a moment. How am I going to find this mysterious vampire king in such a huge city? I take a long, slow breath. He obviously doesn't want to be found. What am I going to do?
Then again... maybe I don't need to find him. Maybe I'll make him come to me. He has a weakness for angels, so all I need to do is announce my presence loudly and he should
