Every Wattpad Story EVER

Every Vampire Story EVER

Once upon a time, I was a free person.

But now I am a slave, correction, pet to a vampire.

Let me start at the beginning though. I, Courtney, was living in the wilderness after vampires conquered the world, when a hoard kidnapped me and sold me to a pet store. Not much happened except for everyone treats me like horse manure, and I cry a lot. Everyone hates me because I'm special. How? I'm a Wattpad protagonist, whatever that means, which means I have to go through lots of physical and emotional abuse. And be drop dead gorgeous yet called ugly by everyone, mostly by wearing a collar that crushes my wind pipe. So I often keep my head down.

Finally, this dark, brooding, white skinned, red eyed man with muscles ripping the seams of his coat comes in and rubs his chin after looking over a bunch of girls. I keep my head down.

"I want this one," he says, pointing one at me, "So I can torture it and lolz."

"But this is a piece of horse manure!" yells the pet master, even though he is literally trying to sell me for a profit and dissuading this guy makes no sense.

"It doesn't matter," says the mysterious man, "I want her. I'll even pay double."

So he buys me and as soon as we enter his car, he looks at me for five seconds and smiles.

"Like, oh my word, you are so kind and generous to scum like me, why are you being so kind, Master," I say, just barely remembering to keep my head down.

"I'm different when I'm alone," he whispers, "And call me Steve when it's the two of us."

When then arrived at his drop dead gorgeous eighty-floor Gothic style mansion. I fell in love at first sight.

Later that day, I meet his sadist friends. Apparently people don't get humans as pets for the same reasons humans get animals as pets. It's always to treat them like total garbage and drink their blood.

Speaking of which, my Master/Steve decides eventually that he has to suck my blood. Which is awful, mainly because reading it feels like reading a torture themed X-rated scene without any technical X-rated material.

Despite this though, my physical health is my Master/Steve's total obsession. Like, for realsies, it's all he can talk about. Like, literally, the five chapters from his POV mostly talk about how hot I am and my health. And how he hates everyone and his evil society.

In the end, we somehow overcome our differences, usually over my accidental near death caused by a jealous person. And let's be honest, the differences aren't that big. I mean seriously, how hard can it be to overcome one person literally wanting to eat the other one all the time and not being affected at all somehow by his sadist society while the other probably has some deep emotional problems at seeing their entire kind made slaves. Easy peasy. Also, the only relationship we can ever have is romantic. We can't solve the worlds problems as just friends. Am I right, guys?

Future Child - Mommy, how did you and daddy meet?

Mommy - You don't even wanna know.

A/N - You don't even want to know what I had to read to get you guys this story. I feel like this one was a little harsher than usual, and if so, I am sorry. XD

Thanks for reading. :D