In the land of Amena, where vampires have taken over and use humans as slaves, lives a girl named Morgan Taylor. Morgan is one of the unfortunate girls who got caught being out at the wrong time. The time where innocent people get taken and sold to a vampire. Will Morgan learn to like her new master or will she be dead before she can even say yes master? Read to find out.

"What do you want from me?" I asked the masculine figure in front of me. I couldn't see him through the shadow that seemed to enveloped him, the only things I could only make out were his shining, blood red eyes. Venomous, terrifying, blood red eyes. "You don't know what I want?" He breathes softly against my ear, sending electric shivers through my body. "N-no," I stammered. My voice shaky, my hands sweaty. My brain screamed at me, warning me of the stranger in front of me. Telling me to run, to fight, to scream. Something. He chuckled softly, his horrifying eyes twinkling with amusement of something unknown. "I want you, and what I want, I get." And with that, he bit me. --- Book 1 of the Scarlet Dreams Triology Cover by: @deviation In editing process: by RoyallyImagining

I bite my lip in order to prevent any noises from slipping out and pull one last time. The rope falls off of my wrists and I am finally free. I stand up and run. I run and run and run, hoping never to stop and to never look back. But I have to. I look back only for a little moment to check if someone is following me and I suddenly bump into a wall in front of me. I turn my face to look at the wall but it isn't a wall... it is a man. Dear lord please, I'm begging you... I don't want to go back. Hi. My name is Amanda, I am 19 years old and this is my story... ------------------------------------------------------ hey :) if you decide to read this book, please note that there will be swearings etc and maybe some somewhat steamy scenes. Also don't make hateful comments towards the author, thaks<3 I hope you'll enjoy reading this book^^ Highest rank #2 in vampire

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.