Chapter 1

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Chapter 1


I grabbed my throat, desperately trying to ease the pain.

It was time to feed.

A vampire can go at least, 4 weeks before having to feed again. Well, I haven't fed for a month and a half.

It's mentally and physically draining, but I had to refrain from gaining any strength.

My body gave out and I collapsed on the floor. I let out a weak laugh, even with clothes covering each inch of my body, no one could help me up.

Even though I am weak, I can still feel it building up inside me. I was going to die if I didn't feed soon.

Not that I cared. I would love to die.

Unfortunately, I couldn't do that to my people. I was the last Pureblood vampire.

I laid on my back, enjoying the cold, hard tile beneath it. This was my kingdom of isolation.

My bedroom door, creaked open. I turned my head to the side, as a servant franticly ran towards me.

"Get the room ready, and bring a human."

The servant girl's brown eyes widened and she froze in fear,at the sound of my voice before scurrying off.

My voice was cold, hard and lifeless, like this tile floor. How ironic.

William walked into my room, and bowed deeply,"The room and human are ready, Madam."

I wasn't surprised that the servant girl didn't return.

I weakly, pushed myself off the floor, smoothing out the nonexistent wrinkles on my gown,"Thank you William."

William nodded and gestured for me to lead the way.

He has been my servant since I was a little girl. He was also the closest thing I had to a friend.

I walked down the dark pathways of the kingdom halls, with ease. I made a sharp right, stopping at a bulky steel door.

"Back to my prison", I thought bitterly. I looked back at William with a cold, stony expression. He looked away, with a sad look on his face. "Thank you for escorting me, please lock the door when I enter."

He nodded and let out a heavy sigh, as I made my way inside the room.

It was a metal, marks from years ago, deeply engraved into the walls. All from me.

A male human approached me in awe,

"Your the Dark princess!"

I resisted the urge to roll my eyes at the mundane nickname.

"You may call me Pane."

The males eyes lighted up,

"It would be an honor,Pane."

The male had green eyes and brown, messy hair. His eyes shined with determination and pride.

"I want to deeply thank you, for allowing me to give you my blood in gratitude."

"I wish I could end your life in a more painless way, but I assume you know what you signed up for?" I replied, raising a brow.

The male bowed deeply,

"I do know what I signed up for, your majesty. In return, I am blessed with your elegance and beauty as my last moment of living."

I nodded my head satisfied with his answer, before taking my gloves off.

I inhaled his fear as my eyes changed black. Tattoos appeared on every inch of my body, dangerously beautiful.

It pounded inside me, begging to be let out. My eyes met his,

"I'm sorry."

It broke free of my hold, his shrill screams echoed off the metal walls. The black shadows ripped him to pieces, brutally.

I couldn't stop it. I never can.

Once satisfied, It rammed back into my body.

I doubled over, breathing harshly as I licked the blood on my body, savoring the bursting flavor.

I hastily yanked my gloves back on.

This happened every time someone either touches me, takes my gloves off or After I recently feed.

I looked around the blood splattered walls, ignoring the heap of body parts. I
wondered how long I would have to stay here this time.

Hopefully less than two weeks.

I sat in a dry corner, pulling my knees to my chest. This was going to be painful.

After I feed, my power is at it's full strength. Making it even more uncontrollable and unpredictable. It could happen at anytime.

But because it is even powerful than usual, it is horrifyingly more painful to release.

I stayed in my position for a couple of hours, before I heard shouting voices and a booming knock.

The last thing I thought was,

"This can't be good."

before my eyes changed color and I felt my tattoos reappearing.
















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