Welcome back bloodsuckers, today Lilith is spotlighting a true paragon of vampires. Let’s face it, vampires, male and female versions alike, can be inherently sexy. But personally I am not an overly huge fan of those brooding, penitent characters that have become the heroes of so many stories. That’s right fangbangers, you can keep your Edwards and Angels, and I would just as soon give away Bill Compton and Stefan Salvatore. What I am looking for in a bloodsucker is just that: a villain, a schemer, and a murderer; especially one who can be sexy and smart about it. That’s what vampires are supposed to be to me. And so today I want to spotlight a hero among the succubus, a vampire villain who set the bar for all others to come: Lestat de Lioncourt.
All right all you blood-sucking villains, now is your time in the spotlight of everyone’s favorite weekly weekend creature column. This creepy Saturday we are going to go all vampish. Get your fangs out to take a bite of delicious vampire-mania. It’s time to get our succubus on. I am a little overwhelmed with the possibilities of what we could discuss, as the vampire is one of the most quintessential Halloween characters in existence. Since the definition of vampire is a creature that feeds off of someone’s life essence, tales of such monsters have been in existence since prehistoric times, though the collaborative title of vampire for said abominations did not arise until the 18th century. Naturally, the highest concentration of vampire legends comes from Eastern Europe, and that is where the name originates as well. While the original stories of vampires described some as undead, the life-status of the essence feeding devil spawn was not part of the classification until John Polidori wrote his novella The Vampyre, which solidified the vampire as we know it today. You know what I am talking about, that handsome, seductive, mysterious, and perfect specimen of a human that lures you in only to drain you dry.