My Arranged Marrage to a Vampire

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Before it all, the land we live in now was called America, we were all humans, until one cold November day, that was changed. An outbreak started, at first it was like the chicken pox, small signs poping up, but when you start to scratch it, it starts to spread. But that wasn't the problem with this, you didnt turn into a Vampire by scratching a itchy red spot on your skin, but being bitten. People started going insain, attacking people and biting where ever skin was exposed. That was the first stage. The first week after being bitten was like Hell, you where constantly in pain, and the only way the pain would fade is by drinking blood of a human, but even then it only subsided for minuets. I had been lucky, my family had gotten away when the total chaos broke out, but the unlucky families, they where either Turned or slaved for their blood. If we where to be caught, my family and I, we would either be Turned, or Slaved. It would be better to be Turned, you would just have to endure the painful first week, then you would live forever, but if you where Slaved, you would be nothing but a walking meal. When your Slaved, you can not deny a Vampire, if you were to refuse to let them drink your blood, you were simply killed.

I had always thought that we were free and still humans was by pure luck, but I later found it was only because of a simple barrgin, one that involved me.

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