The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

[Completed] Previously called: "My Teacher is a Vampire" __________ This book is an actual mess and has more typos than I breath in in one day. I've written this book when I was... uh, holly shit, when I was 16, so it's cringy as hell. You understand everything. Since it somehow has more than 700k reads and people seem to love it a lot, I'll become a decent author for once and edit it thoroughly. * * * * * * When you run away from your dark past, you expect to find a paradise or something similar to it, whatever the fuck fairytale cliche waits at the end of a long road, I guess. So did I. I wanted to spend my life living without problems and worries, I really did. I was a decent person, I didn't fight for no apparent reason, I didn't curse (to a dangerous degree, at least) and I didn't look for trouble living as plainly as I could But that modrefuckre just had to enter my classroom out of all and find me. He couldn't have stayed in Russia or wherever his Vampire castle was and rule for the rest of his life (which is trust me, pretty long period), drink bloody snacks and order his evil minions around for at least next five decades and let me die as a human. No. That Vampire King just had to come in my life and claim me as his beloved. * * * * * Azriela is 17 and she is trying to get through her last year in the high school and even picked the most ordinary name, Alex, to do so. She's the most hated werewolf in the world, has a dark past and even darker destiny, but the worst of all? She is beloved of the most ruthless vampire in the world. Can she change him and change herself as well in the meantime, or are some mates just not supposed to happen? Caine: Will you ever shut up, mutt? Azriela: When you're done burning in hell, leech!

Highest ranking :- #2 as on 16/06/18 in vampire, #5 as on 07/12/2020 in demons, #1 as on 29/12/2022 in fantasy fiction. "So you are the special one they are talking about?" I was shaken up when I heard the voice and raised my head to meet a gorgeous woman in her stunning attire. When did she come in? I didn't hear the door opening. She was smirking at me, waiting for me to give a reply, and I just sighed. "Seriously? I am fed up with hearing this question again and again. Why do you all think I am special? I mean, you all are the special ones, being vampires and werewolves, while I am just a normal girl, a mere human, to be precise." Desperation filled my voice, but then the lady spoke. "You are way more special than us, because you are his MATE." ................................. Atarah Davidson led more than a simple life despite being a teenager. She was raised by her 'good for nothing' grandparents as she was told that her parents died in an accident. But soon her life changed, after being kidnapped by vampires. Though she tried to escape, something stopped her. Maybe it's him, Mr. Perfect. Ryan O' Donnels, who is said to be her mate, was full of secrets. He was a man with the heart of steel and many demonic powers. But when each of his secrets started to reveal, she knew that all her life was a lie. That she's not just a mere human. That she indeed belonged to him. ...................................................... "But you know what hurts more?" His eyes were invading mine. "What?" I don't know if he even heard that, because my breath hitched in my throat, making me unable to speak. "That you are not mine yet...officially." My heart skipped a beat or two and I stood there like a statue. He did not just talk about marriage, right? Or did he? ...................................................... Maybe, just maybe, Ryan is not that hard hearted, maybe there's love in it somewhere..... for his beautiful mate. Who would know?