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

Wake up. Eat. Read. Get beaten. Cry. Sleep. Felicity's life always went that way since the day her mother locked her up in the dingy basement of their home, for reasons unbeknownst to her. Every day she'd awake with the hopes that her mother will release her; that was her only desire in life until she met Timothy -- a dashing English artist who charmed his way into her heart. Now she has to decide -- to run away with a man whom she just met, to a life of freedom, or to stay with her abuser who she's known all her life with the hope that some day will love her again.

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"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.

Foster girl, Scarlett Fox, has been bounced around to so many different foster homes she has lost count, nothing in her life is ever concrete. Except for her two best friends who have always been there for her from the beginning. She believed that those two were the only people she would ever be able to count on until she met Carter. Carter Blackstone, the hard-ass cage fighter who controls exactly what he wants, when he wants it. That was until he meets Scarlett, a girl who throws him completely out of his element and makes him realize that you can't always control everything. [Mature 18+] {Sequel: The Phoenix Returns} COMPLETED Copyright © All Rights Reserved

I HAVE MADE A NEW, EDITED VERSION OF THIS BOOK WITH A NEW TITLE CALLED "Forever Bound" PLEASE GO CHECK THAT ONE OUT INSTEAD, ALL OF THE CHAPTERS HAVE ALREADY BEEN POSTED ❤️❤️ His reasons are always the same. One slap, because I was a mistake. Two kicks, because he's stuck with me. Three punches, because in his eyes I'm a disgrace, and lastly, the final knockout hit because I'm the reason why his life was destroyed. • • • Erin Summers hasn't had it easy. At age six, her mother died in an unfortunate car crash, leaving her in the care of her father who soon after the incident became extremely aggressive and abusive. Not only is Erin's home life horrible, but at school she is ruthlessly picked on by a group of relentless teens. Life at home sucked. Life at school sucked. Life sucked, but no one ever cared. Not until the new kids came along and showed Erin what it was like to love, be loved and that not all people are cruel. • • • amazing cover by: @BlacksmithGraphics All rights reserved.

Being cheated on is the worst feeling ever. When I called my best friend Kyrn and told her what happened between me and Brett, she came over straight away. I always told her that I wished I would find a man that would love me and not just want sex all the time like most guys do. It turns out, that I would be getting my wish tonight. Tonight was the night that my best friend and I were kidnapped from my house by sexy Greek god kidnappers. Highest ranking: #1 in Werewolf

"He looked at me as if I was the only star in the dark night sky. And kissed me as if I was the air that filled his lungs. I loved him like I didn't to myself. He was my everything." [Description] In which an innocent and bullied girl is being abused by her stepmother and the returning bad boy can't help but notice her signs. His instinct pushes him to teach her, yes you didn't guess it, how to box. Not every story with a good girl and bad boy end happily ever after...but will theirs? Read to find out. *** Achievements : #1 in Revenge - 03/26/2020 #1 in Hope - 05/10/2019 #1 in Hoodie - 10/23/2020 #5 in Innocence - 04/23/2019 #6 in California - 06/27/2019 #27 in Teen Fiction - 08/17/2016 #10 in Good girl - 07/30/2018 *** Copyright 2015. All Rights Reserved, Zanzan112. Cover credits to @KimZahra. Thank you babe! :*

ATTENTION: This is the SECOND book of my Vampire's Pet series and cannot be read as a stand alone book. ~~~ I thought that my life had ended the day I got purchased by a blood thirsty monster. I thought that the rest of my life was going to be nothing but constant fear and suffering. But I couldn't have been more wrong. What I found was something much different. Something that I didn't even know I was looking for let alone wanted. What I found was a new beginning. A new beginning with the one I cared most for. ~~~ Cover by: @aculeasis

"What?" I asked her. "Was that Keema with news?" She shook her head, silently. "Who was it?" Kennedy freaked. "You're scaring me." "That was Carter." My heart dropped. I don't know why I didn't factor in Kyson. He was definitely going to come back and see about his father no matter their differences because that's the kind of person Kyson is. "He called me to tell me that his plane just landed in Manhattan and he's on his way to the hospital to see his dad." I haven't seen or heard from Kyson in over three years. I have no idea how I'm going to hide the fact that I had his sons from him with him being in the same city. His mom made sure that if he ever had to comeback to New York for a fight that she would keep him busy and they would just be in and out. There's no way she can promise me that this time. I'm not ready for Kyson to hate me. Shit. *********** [Mature 18+] Sequel to "The Phoenix" https://www.wattpad.com/story/17270763-the-phoenix