In this life, a human without the money to pay for their own life is worth nothing. Take those humans in as property, breed them, and you'll end up like one of me. One of us. Pets. Born and trained to serve our Masters once the day comes that we have one. That's the day most pets fear. That's the day our lives change for better... or For worse. ~~~ Spinoff to: Vampire's Pet ~~~ Cover made by : mshacake

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

A billion-dollar clone, bought and raised as an extremely dangerous weapon, strikes out against those who manufacture and harvest clones for spare parts. ***** Duplicates are used for one thing: spare parts. Kept in Emulation Facilities, brain-dead and hooked to machines, duplicates never open their eyes. As a transplant nurse, Evette Ashford knows this better than anyone -- until a living, breathing duplicate shatters her life. Merely knowing he exists drags Evette into a deep, dark world of manipulation, danger, and control. Evette knows he just wants to find himself, but the corporation that created him are furious he's broken their control. So Evette must decide who to trust: the monster who forced her into this chaos or the monster who created him. [[IC Universe People's Choice]] [[1st Place, Writers' Olympics Dystopian Award]] [[1st Place, Oscar Sci-fi Award]] Content and/or Trigger Warning: This story is rated PG-13 for violence, language, and sexual content. This story will become free on January 31st!

ᯇ existem muitas coisas dentro de agatha. uma desconfiança natural, um grande vazio e um buraco escuro sem qualquer utilidade além de fazê-la passar noites em claro remoendo todos os seus pecados. são em momentos como esse em que agatha recorre a sua única opção: o telefone surrado jogado ao seu lado na cama. sua tela inicial exibe um contato fixado do aplicativo de mensagens que usa, e um rosto familiar sorri para ela. seus dedos trêmulos dançam sobre a tela, mas logo clica em seu contato e inicia uma chamada telefônica naquele mesmo instante.

Anything you wrote or drew on your skin appeared on the skin of your soulmate. That was something everyone was told as a kid. So what did Sugawara decide to do with this knowledge? Well... he decided to leave his soulmate flowers everyday. This is my first Soulmate AU book so I hope you enjoy it! It's kind of just a ton of fluff, but I think it's cute ;) My writing style changed a lot while making this so if anything feels weird/choppy/rushed then that's probably why. I also started this book during the summer and finished it during the school year so I took huge breaks from writing. I don't own any of the characters.

Onde Kageyama Tobio tem a chance de conquistar o seu coração com a ajuda do Karasuno e acaba por falhar miseravelmente em todas as tentativas. [short fic] [capítulos curtos] [tentativa de comédia romântica]

── go to sleep. female reader. angst.

Blind at birth and yet, she sees more than most. Mauled, not quite at birth, and yet, he is less broken than most. Tainted at the dawn of its creation and yet, still the people come. A girl. A boy. And a building built on bones. The wicked. And the divine. But who is to say which is which? (This has no connections to the comic series of the same name)

WEVIIII Damn catfish much?? Read 2:47 Y/N thats rude 2 say 2 ur girlfriend Read 2:47 snapshots of a relationship shown through text (stupid crackhead nonsense included).

You never know whose day you might make just a little bit better by handing them a gift - or in your case, a flower. "Oikawa's over there." You eyed the ace curiously, wondering why he had said that, until you realized what he must have meant. He was about to leave when you called again, "Hang on." He turned, and you extended your arm to offer him the flower. "This is for you." i don't own any of the haikyuu characters! originally a one-shot that i turned into a story lol