Victoria Smith had always been a shy girl, as no one really cared about her. She felt like she had no one in the world (well, except for her cat). One night, she finds that maybe that loneliness was about to end. "What are you doing out here all by yourself?" -Please-, take a look at the TAGS before reading. This is a DDLG story.

Lucy wird entführt - ohne Vorwarnung, ohne Erklärung, aus einem Leben, das ohnehin nie wirklich ihr eigenes war. Plötzlich befindet sie sich an einem Ort, an dem Regeln nicht mehr gelten und Menschen weniger wert sind als Geheimnisse. Gefangen in einer Welt aus Macht, Gewalt und Kontrolle trifft sie auf Milan. Kalt, gefährlich und unberechenbar - ein Mann, der nicht sagt, ob er ihr Untergang oder ihre einzige Chance auf Überleben ist. Zwischen ihnen entsteht eine Spannung, die sich nicht einordnen lässt: keine Rettung, keine Sicherheit, nur Nähe, die zu viel bedeutet. Während Lucy versucht, zu verstehen, warum sie hier ist und wem sie überhaupt noch trauen kann, verschwimmen die Grenzen zwischen Gefangenschaft und etwas, das sich fast wie Vertrauen anfühlt. Doch in dieser Welt hat jede Entscheidung Konsequenzen, und jede Wahrheit hat einen Preis. Und manchmal ist der gefährlichste Feind nicht der, der dich festhält - sondern der, der dich nicht mehr loslässt.

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

"You're a monster," she whispers, a tear falling down her cheek. "I know." He looks at her with a taunting smirk. "But so are you." --------------------------------------------------------------------- He's a monster, incapable of feeling anything but hatred. She's a fragile girl who was forced into a world of hatred; a world in which she doesn't want to live. When they meet, new feelings start to arise-but can this broken girl fix a broken man?