NO STRING ATTACHED | Brooke Davis

NO STRING ATTACHED | Brooke Davis

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A pesar de que los Atlas habían vivido toda su vida en allí, Holden Atlas nunca había sido notado por los demás estudiantes de la preparatoria de Tree Hill y mucho menos se le consideraba popular, pero, su oportunidad llega en el momento en el que Nathan Scott comete un gran error, la mitad de equipo de baloncesto queda expulsado y esta en busca de nuevos jugadores. Todos los años habían ido aburridos, pero este año Holden haría nuevos amigos, tendría nuevos amores, descubierto algunos secretos, fingirá relaciones y cometerá algunos errores. Se podría decir que su año se basará en corazones rotos y otras mierdas de adolescente. . *     ✦ .  ⁺   . . *     ✦ . | 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗥𝗧𝗕𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗞𝗦 & 𝗢𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗙𝗨𝗖𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗧𝗘𝗘𝗡𝗔𝗚𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 | track two | Brooke Davis fanfiction Prohibido el plagio total o parcial de esta historia. gilmoregvrls 2022 ©
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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

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