Don't Believe Everything You Hear- ON HOLD

Twelve Brothers- Chapter 1

Okay- So I have started yet another story. I have decided just to post a large post every once and awhile for this one., maybe once evey 7-9 days and it will be larger updates. As for my other storys I will try and do once a week. I’m not going to promise anything though, because I don’t want to break them. PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE comment on this! I really want to hear your inputs!

-Megan

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The blood trickled down my chest from the gash in my collar bone. As my eyes met his I was thrown into them. Those silver eyes staring at me with the same intensity that used to scare me.

"Have you fed today my lord?" The words fell silently from my lips, my eyes cast downwards. When they lifted though instead of silver, the last thing I saw was red.

"No, But I'm about to."

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Four Months Earlier

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"I DON'T WANT TOO!" The crashing came down all around as my tantrum continued. My Aunt however sat silently in the chair until I was finished.

"I told you, your Mom and Dad are dead. I'm your only family left and I'm sick and tired of you." She waited a moment until I stopped to glare at her.

"I'll leave, I'll leave now! Just please don't let them take me?!" My voice was urgent and the tears now would not stop. I could not live with the same type of monsters that killed my parents. I would not be

sold to them! She couldn't!

"It's too late, they are here."

She was right. The moment I looked to the door it opened and in walked three men in hooded robes.

They had all arrived without notice to us and walked in as if they owned the place, all of them tall, and all of them pale. I thought that the rumors of vampires being attractive was wrong but today, I was proven wrong. White blonde hair caught my attention and the first vampire looked at me with pitch black eyes. My eyes widened and I quickly focused my gaze to move across the other vampires. All the eyes I saw staring at me were black, all the eyes except the pair still hidden in the back.

His cloak hid his face and all I could make out was his silky black hair that was framing his jaw and peeking out of his hood.

The leader came to a halt in front of me and his hand gripped my face roughly.

"You were right, she is beautiful." His stupid smirk angered me and on its own accord my hand flew across his face. I would rather die than be at the hands of these monsters.

The smell of burning flesh filled my nose and I stared in awe as his skin slowly burnt where I had back handed him, leaving a perfect imprint of my ring.

"SILVER?!" His voice echoed through my head. Silver? These monsters had weaknesses. Were all the stories true; Sunlight, garlic, a stake to the heart, holy water, silver? My mind started racing. There was an escape?

"Get rid of the ring." The anger in his voice brought me back to reality. Those simple words pained me more than I could have ever imagined. My mother's ring.

"Oh God, please no." My voice was but a whisper and from the corner of my eye I could see the mystery man lift his cloak and let his eyes met mine.

"Please, It's my mothers. It's all I have left!" The tears were forming in my eyes and I couldn't help but let then fall as my eyes locked with the intoxicating silver ones before me.

"I'll take it Samuel." His voice matched his eyes perfectly, it was smooth and deep. He seemed entirely different than these other two. None the less, he was still a monster.