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"You seem to have forgotten that you're not marrying a commoner, Alina. You're marrying the prince of all vampires, so look alive and get me some coffee." Alina Deluca lives a normal life up in the Californian north. At least that's what she makes the world believe. Locked within her hypnotising emerald eyes are horrors she could never speak of even if it killed her... secrets that border the paranormal. Erick Stayton, the Vampire Prince, is her nightmare. To her, he was no more than a cold, savage predator that lusted for her blood and took away everything she had that one traumatising night four years ago. Except she is bound to be his bride by an arranged marriage deal she can never understand Now, at twenty-one, she is to marry her nightmare in a month's time. Mustering her every strength to set things right in her awry life, she gets embroiled in an ages old feud and a struggle for power of mind-boggling proportions. Strangely enough, she finds herself connecting with Erick.

"Y-you," she stuttered, staring at the handsome man sitting on the sleek black throne, "you're..." He rolled his eyes, waving his hand impatiently and said, "Hades. Come on, say it with me. Ha-des." "Hades," Ariel breathed out, still not believing the sight before her. Every picture she had seen of the gods had not depicted Hades' beauty. The god sitting before her was not a crusty old man with a white beard; no, he was a Calvin Klein model. "Yes," Hades clasped his hands together and grimaced, "the God of Death and riches; that's me." Ariel nodded, still refusing to believe but knowing she had to and Hades' grimace turned even bitter, "And you, darling, will be staying with me for quite some time." ~*~ Cover: _nymphomaniac Published: 8/6/14

Libby pulled away from his grip "no, you can't take me!" She pleaded. It was no use, he wasn't going to let go. Libby turned to him, desperately pleading with her eyes. If he took her now how would she ever get home? How could she ever be found? He didn't release her arm. Her efforts were futile, only to be met with a cold seductive smile. After Gwen's daughter Libby is summoned to a boarding house there is no telling what her future holds. Will she enter the world of female slavery, following her mothers foot steps? Or will she live up to her name and find the freedom she deserves?

(Under Revision) He was right behind me. He closed the door and locked it. I turn toward him And pull my hair back and tilt my neck. He laughs. "Actually we are gonna do things a little different." He says. He grabs my arm and flings me onto the bed like a rag doll. I gasp as he climbs over me. He sits on me, chuckling softly. "Oh, Reagan. You'll like this a lot." He says. He grips the front of my shirt and literally rips it off. I gasp as the fabric rips like tissue in his hands. His cold hands ran over my stomach tracing soft lines. He leans in and smiles...

Currently being rewritten. Any chapter that has Under Revision in its title has not been touched yet. Post schedule: Sundays + sporadic posts throughout the week Rewritten chapters have added content. A long time ago when I was just a child, my parents stole a large fortune of money from a very powerful man. They spent it on their addictions and debts, thinking they had gotten away with it. But eventually, he found out and forced them to pay him back in yearly installments rather than taking their thieving hands. We paid him as we could, wither it was with money, milk from our cows or cheeses. This had gone on nearly my whole life. But this year...we have nothing to give. When he came walking through our front door I knew my entire world was about to be turned upside down. I stood in the corner of the room staring at him as he addressed my parents. He had this heartless tone when he spoke and his eyes, those vibrant green eyes set a twisting in my gut. "Sir Dominik, I-I.." My father began to panic looking around frantically. We had never missed a payment before. Our last cow had died off, so we had no milk. We were completely out of money and we had nothing valuable to offer. That's when something unexpected happened. Sir Dominik looked straight at me. "I will take her. And your debt is paid."

I was taken away from the only place I called home. I was used as a blood-bag to those filthy creatures with fangs, just for money. I guess I should feel lucky that I'm not dead...but I wish I was now that I knew a certain bloodsucker with a crown wanted me for eternity.

Slavey has returned, but not in the way you would think. Cali is a fighter, determined not to be ruled by the modern power of men, Finn is rich and determined nothing gets in his way.

"You know, it's not good to be out this late.❞ ❝I know.❞ PUBLISHED DECEMBER 2014 [The story does not end on chapter 12] Copy Right ©GAYBOYHARRY

He grabbed her by the waist and pushed her against the door frame, his mouth covering hers in a frenzy of electric kisses. She gasped in shock, ready to fight, then melted as his lips moved across hers. They stumbled back into the room, and Sean barely remembering to kick the door shut behind him. He let go and allowed himself to get lost in her, his hands moving of their own volition. He needed this. He needed her! Sarah lifted her head for air when he grabbed the backs of her thighs, hauling her up and pressing her back to the wall. She wanted to ask what this was about, but when he licked her collarbone, she decided conversation could wait! Sean had Sarah's body wrapped around his in a matter of seconds, and he wasted no time carrying her to her bed. He was kicking off his shoes along the way, sending both flying in unknown directions, and he didn't give a damn! Sarah was tearing at his clothes as much as he tore at hers. She was half naked by the time her mattress was underneath her. She watched as Sean ripped his shirt off, throwing it across the room. She watched the muscles in his chest and abdomen flex and ripple, her racing heart beginning to beat even faster! She sat still long enough for him to pull off the jeans he was wearing, then jumped into his arms, her teeth nipping at his neck as he stepped back.