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

"Nice ass, white girl," a smirking voice complimented taking me out of my thoughts. I felt my cheeks start to burn when I noticed that his, um well, rear end was in my face. And my tush was in his face also. He was crushing me with his muscles and his fairly round butt. It took me a second to realize that he had gotten up off of me and I was still looking at his butt. I got up quickly then got a good look at him. He had a nice body with muscles but not super big ones like Brady's. He was wearing some black Converse, with skinny jeans that hung loosely so that you could see his boxers underneath and had on a regular tight v neck shirt that made is muscles look bigger than they actually were. His caramel skin was covered in sweat and his beautiful gold eyes were bright from realizing that I was checking him out. _____ Interracial love story Cover by: @eightdollars

"You know, we are all the same" "No. No we are not"