The Vampire King's Lost Daughter
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  • Reads 42,117
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  • Parts 8
  • Time 55m
Ongoing, First published Dec 21, 2015
How would you feel if you were raised by werewolves, only to find out you're not one of them and that they actually stole you from your actual parents who are vampire royals? Well if you're like me, you didn't take it too well. Especially since I was just dropped off at my real parents castle front door steps.

I know they know I'm here. I was captured by vampires and brought here, so how could they not. 

I wonder what they're thinking. Will they like me? Am I dressed right? Do I look like them? What should I say to them? Hello? Hey? Will they even remember having a daughter? Are they nice?  Do I have siblings? More and more questions were flying through my head, but when the door creaks open. My brain goes blank and I freeze.

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