The cell was dirty. They only cleaned it a day before selection.
I was only transferred here a few days ago. I have been moving all around the globe since I was 6 because no vampire wanted me or liked my blood.
Tomorrow is donation day, like we have a choice. They do it every year 2 days before selection day.
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"Kelsey Aimary. Wake up now before we tip that acid all over your pale disgusting face!"
That's our keeper. He's the one who just gets paid by the vamps who buy us.
I opened my eyes. The bucket outside my cage was full to the brim with what they call acid.
I've had it on me a few times but its just wine.
"Get up and stand at the front of your cages ready for the cravens!" He shouted that as they came in.
I stood there shivering. Not that I was cold but I knew what would happen to us if we suddenly became I'll. Once my cage mate caught a cold and they took her into the back room.
After she went in all we could hear was her screams and the sobs from the people who felt the pain inside.
The Cravens made their way to the first cage. They looked the poor girl all over before they took a large sample of blood all while she was still in the cage.
She stumbled back and whispered something to me between the bars that I couldn't hear.
She gave me a shocked look before someone grabbed my knotted hair and yanked it making me hit my head off the bar.
"Name ?!" He asked me.
"Kelsey Aimary sir" he grabbed my wrist and checked my blood flow then put a silver needle into my vain.
When they were done I fell, hitting my back off the cold metal bars being me feeling like I have just been whipped.
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love My Owner
RomanceI started feeling strange, maybe even Ill. But with constant care of a vampire owner, this shouldn't be happening. My age doesn't matter. But our friendship is the only thing from getting me slaughtered. I shouldn't be falling for him, yeah I know...
