"He'd pay me two grand a month to sleep with me?" "No. He'd pay you two grand a 𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘬." ... Maggie is a college student working as a stripper in Las Vegas when a close friend approaches her with a proposition. High-end escorting. Desperate to gain independence and pay off a variety of debts, the offer seems more than tempting. Cut off from her family and their illegally-gained wealth, she decides to make money with the only thing that is truly hers: her body. As she pursues a profession in sex work as a way to regain control of her life, her dark past comes back to haunt her, throwing quite a wrench into her plans. Maggie tries to mask her previous losses with love in its various forms. But what is the reality of finding true love when your job is getting paid to sleep with other people? ... *Frequent explicit sexual content, intended for 18+ audiences ONLY. This story is stand alone. You DO NOT need to read the first story to understand this one, but there will be a major spoiler in the second half. Please remember to vote and comment!

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

NB: This is not a typical Teacher-Student story. I’m so late for assembly right now. And my great friends left me behind; aren't they just the ‘bestest’? I’m looking around and there isn't anyone else making their way there so I'm alone… Appearing from seemingly nowhere, someone jogs towards me. “Why are you so late for assembly Ms Miller?” he asked. “Well, Sir, I believe that’s my business, how about you stay out of it and mind your own?” I said as I picked up my pace. “Whoa Okay,” he murmurs picking up his pace to catch up to me. Shit, I think I hurt his feelings… OH WELL… “Damn, it’s hot hey?” He says, trying to change the irreversible words my mouth had uttered. “No wait, so you seriously gonna jog up to me and start talking about the weather?” I asked, thinking about how such a lame conversation-starter could become so cute. “Yep, I guess I am,” he says. Well that’s gotta mean something right? Hmm maybe he just desires my attention. Maybe he’s secretly in love with me and needed my company. Oh Snap out of it Skye! He doesn't love you nor does he think about starting up a conversation with you intentionally! I mean you are the only two people here; he literally has no-one else to talk to! “Okay, it’s really boiling hey?” (This is my way of playing along to this cute yet ridiculous game). “Don’t you like the heat?” he asks. “No, I do. Do you like the cold since you complaining so much about the heat?” Not only was I expressing my own opinions, but I wanted to know just a tiny bit more about my ‘Handy man’, aah no that sounds way too workaholic-like. Note to self: come up with a cuter yet sexier way to address Mr Sexy Greek-God! “I only love one aspect of it.” “And what might that be?” I asked, slowly getting interested and excited to know more. “Cuddling!” he stated. Hmmf…

this story contains adult content!!!! read at own risk. I glared at the vampire before me, pressing myself against the bars of my 'cage' before dropping the glare and offering him my sweetest grin, "once I get out of her I'm going to kill alllll of you!" I swept my arms out wide, my grin turning feral, "I'm going to rip out all of your throats and see how you like your blood being drained from your neck." The vampire flashed his fangs at me in an equally menacing grin, "you can try that all you want, after the auction." I was tempted to spit in his face but I really did not want to be whipped...again. ~~~ Calla, an 18 year old human girl has always lived her life on the run, but was captured by vampires and forced into auction at a high end 'pet shop' where any wealthy vampire can buy her and proceed to do as they please until they decide to kill her. Pessimistic, rude, and short fused Calla is one hell of a handful, one most vampier's don't want to bother with...until him. THIS SHIT IS RATED MATURE in case you were curious this isn't labeled Mature on the wattpad rating thing because it won't let me change my fucking maturity thing.