𝐎𝐥' 𝐃𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐲 𝐁𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐝 𝘖𝘭' 𝘋𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘺 𝘉𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘥 𝙊𝙡' 𝘿𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙮 𝘽𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙙 σℓ' ∂ιяту вαѕтαя∂ "𝙾𝚕' 𝙳𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝙱𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚍"

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

One day, Zonnique goes to a wild spring break party. The next day, she wakes up inside of a mental home. Her parents rule her "suicidal", placing her into a home for patients in need. But these patients are crazier than she thought. One by one, she is forced to face and deal with what these nurses call "people". However, what will happen when she's forced to face these facts? Will she become one of them, or will she stick to her MENTALITY?

It's been said that when you die, you go to heaven. And if you were bad, Hell was the place you were going. But when you're sent to these places you change, and your title is no longer "human". The word angel, or demon; they represent good and bad. And angel's are told to have been magical, angelic creatures that purify with beauty and kindness. Oh, and demons? They're the ugly ones with melted flesh that oozes horrifically down their faces for they live in eternal burning. But is that the truth? Do the angels live among the castle of god in the sky, and do the demons burn painfully in Hell forever? Maybe it's something we believe. They may walk among us, why wouldn't they. I am hazel. And this is my story, and how i walk amongst the earth.