𝑵𝑬̂𝑴𝑬𝑺𝑰𝑺 ☆ 𝑷𝒆𝒓𝒄𝒚 𝑱𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒔𝒐𝒏.
🌊Percy Jackson, filho de Poseidon, sempre teve sonhos estranhos.
Entre mares revoltos e relâmpagos rasgando o céu, um animal surgia repetidas vezes um predador silencioso, olhos atentos, belo e perigoso. Logo depois, vinha ela.Uma garota de cabelos cacheados, sempre cercada por flores, luz dourada e o calor suave do sol, como se a própria vida florescesse ao seu redor.
Mas sonhos nunca são apenas sonhos quando se é um semideus.
Tiana Deveraux nasceu marcada antes mesmo de aprender a andar.Amaldiçoada por Hera, condenada a ser uma criatura de beleza irreal encantadora demais para ser confiável, bela demais para não inspirar medo. Onde passava, deixava dúvidas, desconfiança... e fascínio.
Ela era mais um dos erros de Zeus.
Mais uma prova de que o rei dos deuses nunca soube conter seus próprios impulsos.
Ainda pequena, Tiana foi encontrada por Dionísio, sentada ao lado de uma mulher que havia enlouquecido Pérola Deveraux, sua mãe mortal, cuja mente fora destruída por vingança divina, jogos cruéis e a interferência de deuses que nunca aceitaram sua existência.
Para sobreviver, Tiana precisou se esconder.
Cresceu no Acampamento Meio-Sangue como uma filha "adotiva" do chalé de Afrodite, ocultando sua verdadeira origem. E ninguém jamais duvidou.Ela era vaidosa, elegante, apaixonada por beleza, joias, estilo e tudo que encantava os olhos. Seu sorriso era fácil, sua presença magnética.
Afrodite a abençoou com o dom do encanto.
Hécate lhe concedeu segredos antigos, magia e sombras.Até Ártemis, a deusa da caça e da lua, deixou sua marca um laço silencioso com a natureza selvagem e o instinto de sobrevivência.
Mas nenhuma bênção foi suficiente para apagar a verdade.
Tiana Deveraux não pertencia a lugar algum.
Nem aos deuses.
Nem aos mortais.🐆
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.
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Cover by: @mshacake