Free online fiction from bookviewcafe.com. Since it’s apparently once again my responsibility to write all this crap down for Cait’s precious files, let’s start by getting a few basic things clear. I am a vampire. I always thought that basically meant that I was allergic to sunlight, sort of technically dead, and much cooler than anyone with a pulse. Cait’s dictionary had this to say about the situation: Vampire. Noun. A reanimated corpse believed to rise from the grave at night to drink the blood of sleeping people.