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Chapter 1

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---author's P.O.V---

It isn't t the warm night vampires liked.

It had never been a warm night since vampires were taken as slaves for humans.

Since then, Vampires hate the humans with passion.

Vampires aren't that old, in fact they are only 16-25

----Taylor's P.O.V----

I woke up to a guard screaming at me.

"Number 1243, OUT OF YOUR CELL!" He screamed at me.

I got out.

He gripped my hand forcefully causing me to winces lightly.

I was so weak.

I'm a pathetic vampire.

But I punched him straight in the face.

"To. Your. Chair." He said sternly.

I went and sat in the chair I'm used to.

I've been in this place for 3 years.

They took me when I was 15.

I never got picked.

Yeah, it hurts not to be taken.

But I'd rather stay here than have a terrible owner.

----Avelina's P.O.V----

"Princess, your father wishes to see you." Said Audrey.

"Tell him I'll be there in a second." I said.

She nodded and went out.

I put down the book I'm reading and went to my parents' office.

"Yes father," I asked sitting down.

"Your mother and I have decided that it is time for you to get at least 1 personal slave." Father said.

"But father-" I protested.

"No buts Avelina, take Lawson with you. You're dismissed." Said father.

I got out and bumped into Lawson. Perfect.

"Get ready to drive me, I'm getting a personal slave." I said.

He nodded running off to his room to change.

I ran to my room.

I wore dark jeans, a plain black t-shirt and my red converse.

I put my hair in a bun and went downstairs and found Lawson.

"Ready?" I asked.

Once again he nodded.

We got in the car and just minutes later we were in that certain place.

I met mike, the owner of this place.

Mike is 29 he knows me since I was a little kid.

I made sure to make him call me by my actual name.

I don't exactly like it when people call me 'your majesty' or 'my princess'.

As you can see from my outfit...I'm not exactly a typical princess.