DEAD SEED (AKA "Vampires Don't Exist")

DEAD SEED (AKA "Vampires Don't Exist")

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Suicidal Aralyn Montgomery finds herself thrust into a world of horror when a master vampire claims her as his. Aimeric demands her obedience, her body, even her soul. If she doesn't obey, he punishes her. Trapped in a dilapidated mansion and surrounded by blood-thirsty monsters, Aralyn knows her chances of escaping are slim. Aimeric wants Aralyn to be his eternal lover. To do this, he must turn her into one of the undead. But first, he wants her to give him something he has always desired.... ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ CONTENT/TRIGGER WARNINGS: This story contains sensitive material such as (but not limited to): rape, torture, and abuse.
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