A Discussion About Anne Rice’s Newest Lestat Book, Blood Communion

​WARNING: SPOILERS AHEAD
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​Still here? Good. Let's talk about an amazing book. I just finished reading the newest Lestat book, Blood Communion, by Anne Rice, and while the beginning felt somewhat slow to me, by the end, I couldn’t put the book down. Literally. I read until my eyes were sore and blurry, but I had to finish it.
 
This isn’t technically a review. As an author, I don’t believe in reviewing other authors’ books. It's just a silly quirk I have. Maybe it’s a good thing, maybe it’s not. Either way, I had to discuss this book. That’s what I’m calling this, a discussion, not a review. Hopefully, we can have a good discussion about it in the comments.
 
Anyway, my take on the book is that it would be a fitting end to the series if she chose for it to be. In the middle, though, I was in shock. Yes, I hoped it would turn out how it did in the end, but the thought that Louis might really be dead ripped my heart out. Of course, I was sad for Lestat to possibly lose his mother, and the loss of Marius was a tough one, but Louis… No! How could Louis be taken away from Lestat after all they had been through?

I had to keep reading to find out if they were possibly still alive, if Louis was alive. Then to finally get my hopes up that maybe he really was alive and would be okay only to find out that what Rosh had done to him and the others might be permanent… I almost couldn’t take it. Still, I read on. I had to.
 
Thankfully, Anne didn’t keep us in suspense long in that regard. When Marius finally stirred on his own, my heart fired back to life. From there on, it was a whirlwind. I couldn’t stop reading. It was beautiful, emotional, and when Lestat grabbed Louis to dance, my heart raced.
 
I did want more sensuality out of that scene than what we were given, though we did have some. I even played out in my mind how I wanted it to be—after I finished the book, that is. I couldn’t help but write it how I wanted it be, as well. It's a short fan-fic scene, so to speak, that you will find below. I hope you like it and I hope I did it justice.
 
Then, at the end, there was the inevitable crash. The realization that there was no more story, and that there might never be anymore. I’m not sure if Anne intends to continue the series, but like I said before, the ending of Blood Communion felt like the perfect conclusion to the series, even if I never want it to end.

Here is my version of part of the dance scene.

​As we danced, Louis slowly became at ease with our closeness, the intimacy of our bodies coming together as one. He relaxed into me, molding his body to mine in such a sensual manner that it actually surprised me. Maybe he had been waiting for a moment like this just as I had been. Maybe he wanted to feel my body pressed to his, to feel the love flowing between us. To put the past behind us once and for all and to go forward in this magnificent immortal life as the lovers we were truly meant to be.
 
Who would have thought that I, the vampire Lestat, would find peace and happiness with my Louis by my side?
 
But here we were, locked in this lovers’ dance, this dizzying rush of emotions. I clung to him desperately, his embrace just as tight. It didn’t matter that we were surrounded by so many others. They merely disappeared into the night until all that was left was me and Louis and the music our bodies moved in time with, came apart and crashed together with.
 
We were finally locked together for all eternity.
 
I eased my hand into his long hair and coaxed him to look at me, to see me completely. Those mesmerizing eyes of his drew me in. Ah, and his lips, so full, so soft, so enticing… I had never wanted to kiss him so badly. A true lovers’ kiss.
 
As I pulled him to me, he didn’t resist. He had to know what was coming and he didn’t fight me on it. And when our lips met, it was different than any time before. The kiss was full and deep, our tongues dancing close just as our bodies were. The taste of him filled me. The passion flowing between us lifted me into the clouds to soar higher than ever before.
 
He was mine now and always would be.
 
When I came back down to earth and eased away from him, the light shining in his eyes, the grin spreading across his face warmed my heart. I smiled back and caressed his cheek.
 
He looked around the room as if only now remembering we were in the middle of so many others.
 
I laughed to see all eyes trained on us and our little spectacle. It must have been such a sight for them to see their Prince and his lover locked in such a provocative display in such a public setting.
 
The flush in Louis’ face gave away his embarrassment. He hung his head.
 
Immediately, I lifted his chin and shook my head. “There will be none of that.” I wouldn’t have it. No shame, no regret.
 
The time for regrets was over.
 
“Only you would put on a show like this.” Louis pushed my hand away. “And I fell under your spell once more.”
 
But he couldn’t hide the fire burning in his eyes when he looked at me. Yes, I knew he worried what everyone was thinking, hated having those gazes boring into him, but I finally allowed myself to revel in it.
 
“Ah, my dear Louis, we have always been under each other’s spell. And so it should be.” As I turned to walk away, the most mischievous notion came to me and I couldn’t resist acting on it. I reached back and swatted his bottom. “Might as well give them one last spectacle.” I winked and made my way back to my throne.
 
Louis hadn’t budged from his spot in the middle of the throng. This time he held his head high, still the faintest blush lingered upon his cheeks. Finally, he sighed deeply and made his way toward me, his eyes fixed on mine with a seductive intensity that burned into me.
 
Was I in trouble? Probably. Wasn’t I always? Yes, but it was what made life interesting, and I was certain things with Louis were about to become just that. Well, once we were alone later, at least.
 
For now, he took his place beside me. Exactly where he should be. “This isn’t over, you know.”
 
“Oh, Louis, I am counting on exactly that.” I sat back and contemplated all the possibilities that lay in front of us while the others went back to their dance. Taking his hand in mine, I said, “We both know it will never be over between us.”

I hope you liked my little scene. I wanted to do more with the kiss, to make it more sexual, but somehow that didn’t feel right. It was almost as if Lestat was telling me he didn’t want to do that with Louis in front of everyone.
 
Oh well. I know characters tend to take control and not do what we want them to sometimes. I wouldn’t expect anything less from Lestat.
 
So, those were my thoughts on the book. What were yours? Let the discussion begin in the comments.

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