He's a smoldering, ancient vampire-her immortal enemy. And now he's her master. Will she give in to her unholy desires? Victoria is determined to slay the notorious vampire Marcellus. She needs to set herself apart from her famous parents and create her own legacy as a slayer. But when she locates Marcellus, Victoria accidentally wakes him from his torpor. Before she can blink, he has killed her. And then...she wakes up. Against her will, Marcellus has turned her into the very thing she despises: a vampire. Now she's the captive of this bloodthirsty and shockingly handsome monster. Can she escape and find a way to destroy him for good, or will the erotic draw of their sire bond prove too strong? WARNING: This story contains depictions of sexual acts with dubious consent by one or multiple parties, mental health crises, bullying, stalking, gaslighting, sexual harassment, substance abuse, strong language, violence, and explicit sexual content that may not be suitable for all readers. Reader discretion is advised. Cover design by Mibl Art LLC *** This story is part of a special collection of YONDER Originals now available on Wattpad! Unlock part-by-part or the full story with Wattpad Coins.

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