Devour

Devour

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Last published Sun, Oct 28, 2012

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Worlds that are never meant to collide already have. But they have lived in harmony for a millenia. But one mistake by a ditsy vampire and suddenly everyone knows about us. The Devour. Our culture, standings and beliefs have been torn apart and now Rebels are revealing themselves to the world. The Hierachy are struggling to control them, and my father has summoned me to help in the control of our kind. But here's the thing; I never knew I was a part of this world - full of vampires, undead creatures and dark souls. I was always Mikki, the unusual girl who sat in the dark corners of the schools, reading. I was the same girl who would be bashed every day, kicked while down and tried to kill myself three times, but it didn't work. You would think by then I would have gotten the hint. Apparently not. It must have been the eve of Halloween. I was walking back to the abandoned apartment block that I lived in when three strong men stepped out of the alleyway. I thought I was in for it. But then they bore their pristeen white teeth, told me what and who I really was and took me away. Only, when they did that, the whole species sealed their fates to me. And I had to stop our kind from being exterminated, no matter what. Even if my human crush gets turned and becomes a Rebel, I still have to kill him. But what if fate decides that it has a more sinister ending to my story?

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