***GirlXGirl Romance*** Living in New York you learn to keep up with the quick pace of the city, myself included. I was never the one to stop and smell the roses, but that was until I met her on that dull September afternoon. Her eyes were light and dark at the same time, as if a devil and an angel lived inside of her. Time itself had stopped, and since that day everything had changed, ever since I had crossed paths with Drew Wilder.

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

Wir alle lieben doch Wattpad. Sonst würdest du gerade nicht im Bett liegen und dem FBI durch deine Handykamera dein Doppelkinnn zeigen, während du diesen Text hier liest. Also schließe ich jetzt einfach mal daraus, dass du Wattpad sehr oft benutzt. Dann sollten dir auch mal ein paar komische Geschichten ins Auge gefallen sein. Welche, die einfach keinen Sinn ergeben, dir auf negative Weise den Schlaf und gesunden Stuhlgang rauben und die, die mehr Schreibfehler als überhaupt Buchstaben in dem Kapiteln beinhalten. Ja, mir sind sie auch schon begegnet. Das tun sie sogar jeden Tag, wenn ich durch meine Vorschläge scrolle. Und immer, wenn ich in so eine Story reinlese, dann bilden sich da ganze Kommunikationen in meinem Gehirn, bei denen ich mir dachte: ,,Komm, schreib sie auf. Lass die Aggressionen aus dem Käfig" Tja und jetzt sind wir hier und das FBI beobachtet dich immer noch. Viel Spaß:)