Felicity Lowell is part of the royal family. She was raised to be a queen. Every human being looked up to her and expected highly of her. There was one thing that disgusted Felicity, she hated how her people enslaved vampires. She's disgusted by their hatred to these supernatural creatures, she promised herself that if she is crowned queen, she would wipe out all vampire slavery. She thought they deserved better. What happens if things go the other way around? As soon as the vampires were free, they got hold of the humans. They were all helpless, they all became slaves. Vampires vowed to themselves that they would make humans go through what they experienced under their power. Felicity Lowell, she became a slave to the King. In this story, the Queen shall never bow to her King.

Chloe Larson was the perfect girl. She had everything; a loving family, amazing friends, good grades and a stable relationship. She was the cheerleader with the blond ponytail. She was the popular girl who everyone adored. She was that girl, three years ago. Now, vampires have taken over. Her family is dead. Her friends are god knows where. And she's here, getting sold off to the highest bidder. Yep, that's right. She's being sold. As a pet. To a vampire.

He was ruthless He was powerful people feared him They said he did not have a heart but little did they know that his heart and soul belonged only to his QUEEN ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"What are you doing?" Her breath caught in her throat, her eyes wide as she watched him lift his head from the line of white powder on the coffee table. She asked again,"What are you doing?" He just stared, his eyes held no remorse, letting her know he did not regret being caught. "What the hell do you think you're doing?!" She hissed at him, her voice breaking on the last word. "What do you think I'm doing, Vivienne?" he smirked as he lifted himself off of the couch, taking small, prowling steps towards her. She just shook her head as she turned to flee, her eyes brimming with tears. Her escape was prevented, however, by the strong band of an inked arm locked around her waist. "Where do you think you're going, baby?"he whispered, his teeth brushing her ear. She refused to answer, staring straight ahead. "You want to know a secret, baby?" She shook her head stubbornly, not wanting to hear his lies. He chuckled, while his lips moved even closer to her ear. "It's sugar."

"I'll take her." he finally said after some minutes of pondering. "Are you sure, Lord Dalrymph? There are other pets from which you can buy." the pet master said as he pointed to the other cages of obedient humans. Why the hell is he trying to make him change his mind!?! "Yeah, I'm sure." the vampire lord repeated himself. I chuckled a bit at his answer and my smirk grew larger and larger as I said, "Are you sure? I scratch and bite." "Ohh sweetie, you'll crawl and beg too." he promised as it was his turn to smirk. He brought his hand to my cage and stroked my cheek, without me flinching, while he continued to look at me with his intense stare. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The year is 2045 and the mystic creatures took over the world. Humans are treated pitilessly and cruelly by vampires. They are kept in cages, in the pet shop, waiting to be bought by a vampire to call him 'master'. Grace is a human who lost her family when only a child. She witnessed their death and now is seeking revenge, killing off multiples of vampires and trying to find the murderer of her family. Lord Alexander Dalrymph is a vampire who buys pets for merely entertainment and the pleasure of breaking them. However, upon entering the pet shop one day, he decides to buy an unbreakable human; Grace. What will happen to Grace when she'll be bought again? Will she kill her tenth master as well? Will she become an obedient pet? Or will something else happen? Will she fall in love? But more importantly, will she be able to accept the fact that she loves a vampire, the same race that killed her family? WARNING: This story contains scenes that may disturb readers such as sexual scenes or blood scenes. You've been warned. Book cover by bellisima_april

A mere peasant in our kingdom, that's who I am. I never once imagined a higher prestige of living, despite being poverty-stricken but not near beggarly. Above and beyond, I held contentment with my life and valued what it offers. Because I, Elizabeth, an unwavering carrier of hope, a believer in the inherent worth of living, and a person with no more than less, have no more than much as well. I lived a provincial life with my sweet uncle to take care of me, but the moving world I was once taking turned upside down when I surrendered myself in the arms of an obsessive, royal-blooded maniac; the King. .................. "I beg of you, spare the life of my uncle and I'll come with you. As you ordered!" I pleaded, disregarding the ground of snow where I knelt becoming stained by the stream of my tears. "Elizabeth, no! Please, I beg you, Hide!" "I'm sorry, uncle," I uttered, trying to look at the poor man, brutally restricted, hopelessly struggling to get his ties out. But surrendering is all I could offer to save him. My gaze shifted and landed on the monster in front of me. "Take me wherever you want, my king. Just please, leave my uncle be." He knelt in front of me and wiped my tears using his hands. "At last, you showed. I'll take you home, to our home. Hush." I felt the dark presence of the King as he emitted those words that became my prison. It numbed my heart from the vast and all too powerful realization that he wasn't going to take me home, he was forcing me to leave it.

He began walking over to me. This is it. I'm dead. I saw his shoes come into my view as I was looking down, hair covering my face. "Look at me." He growled out. I started to cry, too afraid to look. He grasped my chin and lifted my face to meet his. I mentally gasped. It's the guy from last night. His eyes held surprise too, before anger erupted in them. I cowered back in fear of what he might do. "Who did this to your face?" He growled. I started to cry again and shake. "Him." I whispered and gave a small nod toward the guy who hit me.

WARNING __________ This story is a dark romance. It will contain dark subjects, some of which may be triggering to certain readers. Subjects that may be featured are self-harm, violence and abuse and rape. It may also mention or reference sexual themes and isn't limited to other dark topics. THIS BOOK IS NOT SMUT! There is also swearing and bad language. I AM NOT GLORIFYING THESE TYPES OF RELATIONSHIPS!! READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED! See introduction chapter for more information. DESCRIPTION ______________ Life is hard enough without the twists and turns that many of us face along our way. Alice Green was a victim of abuse, a relationship ending in disaster. Yet despite this Alice has still come out the other side strong, or so she says. Working as a criminal psychologist had always been a dream for her, however it soon turned into a nightmare when Alice is kidnapped by a ruthless mafia Don who will not rest until she truly belongs to him.

18 year old Nara Havorich suddenly finds herself in a large mansion, after being sold to a mysterious man by her stepmother. What secrets may lie at the mansion? And who is this new master of hers?

Idela's mother passed away, leaving her father to raise ten children alone. Idela is the oldest child, at age sixteen. Her father loses his job, and isn't left with many choices, but choices none the less. He sells Idela to an old, cranky, and cruel man for quite the price. ********************************** "I won't do it!" His hand lands on my face. "You are my property! You will do as I ask you to. He is a very important man." I look at him, and shake my head. "I want to save it for someone special. Someone who will love me for me. I want what my parents had. I don't want to just have sex with a man that I do not know!" Again his hand lands on my cheek. "No man in their right mind could ever love you! Who are you? You are a poor slave girl with no other choice. You are my property. Now, you will do it or I will send you to Big Joe." I gulped. Big Joe was the man that Master Hector hired to whip us. I have been down their many times before, and let me tell you he has no mercy. "Yes, Sir Hector." "Good, now off you go."