I used to have quite a thing for dragons...you know, the Western fire-breathing-four-legged-giant-flying-lizard dragons. I read basically any fantasy that featured them. (Which, incidentally, involved reading quite a few things that were flat-out bad, but oh well). As a teenager, I was also big into vampires. Thankfully I spent my teenaged years pre-Twilight, and the vampires I enjoyed belonged to Stoker, Rice, Atwater-Rhodes, and countless B-movies where the vamps were violent, deadly, and actually interesting. Now, though...I don't know. I'm more into science fiction than fantasy, and for the moment I've shelved my interests in mythology.