Bitten By Royalty

Chapter One- Mr. Fangtastic

*A/N: So if you haven't already read the Author's Note then I suggest you do that now because it has some information i'd like you guys to know before you start the book! Don't worry it's short and will only take you like two seconds I promiseeee! Otherwise here's the first chapter, enjoy!*

The worst thing about being attacked and bitten by a vampire wasn't the fact that your family were vampire hunters, it was the freaking pain of it! My gums were literally on fire and the shooting pain going through my jaw to my teeth was excruciating.

Whenever I opened my mouth it felt like a volcano was erupting and the lava was burning its way through my cavities and burning everything in its path. Then there was the fever.

Oh god, the fever. I hated the heat and the fever I have been having for the last 2 days was just too much. It was like I was trapped in the middle of a house fire with no escape, just sweat to keep me company. I had never sweated so much in all my life!

Even though this "transition" was killing me literally, I was struggling to hide what I was becoming from my family. My father led a rabid organisation or a cult as i'd put it that simply hunted the creatures of the night, and no that's not owls! But vampires. 

I grew up on hatred. Everything was vampires are this and vampires can do that. I didn't care for them that much but I disliked them for what they did to my mother, Amelia. Just 2 years after I was born my mother was savagely murdered by an ancient vampire family, the Davisons. 

I didn't know much about them, all I knew was there was a King, Queen and Prince inhabiting some sort of palace. How posh. I had never saw them but my father had brought home "souvenirs" of vampire heads and my sister Nora and I had looked on in disgust. 

Nora didn't care much for vampires either but like me she hated them for what they had done to my mother. 

Everything in life was going peachy until 2 nights ago when I was bitten by a ridiculously, breathtakingly hot vampire who didn't even tell me his damn name?! Can you imagine "Oh hello sir let me just sink my fangs into you and then i'll be on my way!".

I blame my friends Daniel and Natasha for the situation I was now buried in. If it wasn't for that damn nightclub i'd be still humanish! 

*2 days previous*

 "Oh come on babe lighten up a little its only a club, and it has sexy gay men that will eat you right up!" Natasha squealed excitedly down the phone as I sighed in frustration.

"Firstly, I hate clubbing its just not my thing, secondly I do not want to be eaten by men as that's cannibalism and thirdly have you seen me? I'm a freaking mess Tash!" I replied annoyed at how whiny my voice sounded.

Ever since myself, Natasha and Daniel had started college they had turned into crazed alcoholics that danced every night! There's nothing wrong with that but it just didn't fit with me, I was too socially awkward where as Natasha and Daniel were more outgoing and wild.  

"Cannibalism? A holes a hole Kai" I internally vomited at that sentence, ew! "And shut the hell up! You're stunning and if you were straight I would be arrested for the things i'd do to you. But Dan isn't straight and we both know what he wants to do to you" she said drawling out the last word. 

"Dan and I, it ain't going to happen okay! So stop with your little fantasies and come back to reality please" I replied feeling sick thinking of Dan in that way.

She was right though. Daniel had a crush on me and he wasn't afraid to show it at all! He was Bi-sexual and a little to sex crazed for my liking. We were like brothers and it felt really wrong and too weird.