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In The Dark

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Blood. That's what my comrades love. That's what I need. But that is what I hated the most.
Picturing myself sucking it from others who are innocent made me want to curse myself.But I'm cursed already, and there is nothing I could do to reverse it.

With this curse I have lured people out of their homes, into the shadows where they meet their death. Those who are not in my captivity, I fly towards them and kill them brutally, with my fangs on their soft necks.

I tried animal blood, but that didn't satisfy me. Every night I roam in the dark in search for prey; the children, the old, the child-bearers, all the vulnerable.All Rights Reserved

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Reaping The Red Heir by eden_ari

He smiled. The devil himself couldn't have crafted a more wicked grin. "What do you say we play a game, little Reaper?" I narrowed my eyes, trying to decipher his intentions. "What kind of game?" His grin widened, showing the tips of his fangs. I watched the prince curiously as he strode over to his bag. With a swift motion, he withdrew a bow and a quiver of arrows, flinging them at my feet without so much as a second glance. I furrowed my eyebrows, casting him a look of uncertainty. That sinister grin stayed plastered upon his lips as he said, "Run." *** I, Skyla Ashforth, am what some might call a "sociopath." It was a title that fit. Why shouldn't I embrace it? I am a vampire slayer, a Reaper of bloodsuckers, and an exceptionally good one, if I do say so myself. Yes, being a sociopath has its perks; I could manipulate and deceive with the best of them. So, when captured by the notorious Red Prince, I embraced the challenge of manipulating my freedom. Pierce Darcee, was a sadistic vampire with a God complex. The fool actually believed he could break me. Little did he know, I was the kind of Reaper who would dance through a battlefield, whistling a merry tune as I twirled my braids. I relished the challenge of manipulating his oversized ego, planning to stab that rotting, blackened heart of his with a venom-laced dagger. I crafted a scheme so delightful, so intricate, that I couldn't help but salivate at the prospect of victory. It was foolproof, or so my mind believed. But then... then there was that pull. That unexpected, unwelcome spark that ignited something within me. Feelings, of all things! Now, that was a complication. Disgusting, messy feelings that could very well lead to my destruction. Or his. It was a dangerous game we played, but then again, the most thrilling ones usually are. *Rated M for Murder, Mayhem, and some profanity. Sorry but no smutty interludes. You've stumbled into a blood bath, not a bodice ripper.*

The Flame by shadowfang17

Hello, I'm Flame. I was just a normal girl with a torn up, terrible, and destroyed past, or so I thought. In September, about one month away from my 16th birthday, I had a, um, argument with one of my aunt and uncle's about something that became fuzzy. Later that night, a fire started in my room. A sweet, addicting, sent enveloped me and a strong, warm, body brought me safely outside. My aunt and uncle died in the fire that sprouted from my fingertips. At the new school that I had to go to, a sweet and kind boy, who had the same scent to my secret hero, was told to show me around. He brought the old me out, like my half-brother, both of my twin brothers, and my twin sister use to, the me was hidden between the emotionless me and a fake me, that was always faking happy, as well. He made me truly happy. He brought my emotion's and love back into my life after I thought I lost it for good. Then I found out he was a vampire, and my aunt and uncle were not lying about me about being a hybrid, half pureblood vampire, and half Trueblood werewolf, with a spell that was put on me by my parents to keep me safe from my uncle, who killed them. The spell made me human so it was harder to track me down. I thought that nothing could surprise me after that, but I was wrong, very wrong. The sweet, kind, boy, Romano was my soulmate? And is there more surprises coming? Will I be able to survive this big, no huge, change, or will I end up permanently killing myself, or dying like so many of my family members have? A/N please vote and comment, tell me if you like it, and if I need to make edits and where. undergoing major editing. The sequel is called 'The Spark'

MINE by Jdemaine

Things changed. It happened slow....Then, it suddenly picked up. It took on a life of it's own. SHIT! The weaker are on top. They seem to have it all. I have become the last thing, I ever wanted. Nothing should be bought or sold. There should never be a price on existing. I'm way too old for this shit....What ever the hell this is meant to be! Will this work out? Or will I just kill her. But. I like her smile. Maybe....We'll take it from there.

hiding secret to my lord vampire.. by kittennn

my name is kat i was mark as a mate to a vampire. dead. that was they thought i am escape not possible. hide. thats just i have to do. simple. not so. since i become a servant of a vampire lord.

Taken by Gray18

A horse ranch. That's where I lived at least. I know, not very exciting to those of you who don't care for this life or think it's all about work. But let me tell you, you're actually quite wrong. It's a very exciting job and the best part is is that I get to work with one of my favorite animals every day. Horses. I know I wouldn't want to have any other life than this. One night though, everything changed. I had gotten lost somewhere in the woods in the middle of the mountains with my horse Storm. Usually I knew exactly where I was going and where I was but my horse had gotten spooked and raced far into the mountains. I tried slowing Storm down but he wouldn't. I became lost with no idea where to go and that's when he showed up. He claimed that I was his mate and I was to be his forever. Thinking he was crazy, I turned Storm around to start running but imagine my surprise when he raced ahead of me and changed into a wolf right in front of my eyes. Effectively kidnapping me and taking me with him to his home, or prison I might say. This is my story and what happened when I was taken by the Alpha.

Auras by GwenFlowers123

"Some things are worse than death." Keep your head down. Don't cause a scene. And never make friends. These are the rules I have to live by to survive. After Vykens, mutated and soulless vampires killed my parents, I know they will come for me next. As an Aura, I can manipulate the light within me, the same ancient light Vykens feed on. It's supposed to be a sacred power, one used only for good and to help others. But if I want to survive, I'll have to defy the Auran Council and learn to use my rare ability as a weapon. Now I'm caught in something even bigger than I can understand, with a power I can't wield, and no one I can trust, except, just maybe, a mysterious stranger who's captured my heart, making him the biggest danger of all.

Blooded to a Vampire by KrazyObsession

I'm Kiera Calloway and I'm a witch. No, seriously. I am. The day of my Awakening, the High Priestess of my Clan (Daughters of the Moon), names me the next Heir and almost surprised the appetite out of me. Almost. Then, I'm introduced to the other Powers That Be: the Weres (NightWalkers) and the Vamps (Black Blood) on an empty stomach. Then, I met Kiel Fang, the next Heir to the Black Blood. He unmakes me, ruins me and will probably be the death of me. Too bad I'd lost all logical thought sometime after I met him, and I don't care, even though I probably should, since you know, he drinks blood like I drink milkshake. I am playing with fire, hoping maybe to get burnt a little by his heat. No, not hoping. I craved it. I am blooded with a Vampire and my world has turned on itself.

Chosen by _fangirling

"I never wanted this!" I scream, tears streaming down my eyes. He kisses my neck, muttering sweet things to me, but I ignore him. "I wanted to live a normal life. But no, guess what, I had to be the mate of the freaking vampire prince! Yay!" His body tenses behind me, and I realize what I said. I turn back to apologize, to tell him that's not what I meant, but he stops me. "If that's how you feel." He whispers, walking away before I can blink. - Sadistic: that's what everyone thinks of Ava. She enjoys watching people suffer. The way the squirm and beg for mercy, it probably turns her on. Though, what happens when she has to save lives, not take them away? It's not saving lives like Superman does, it's way more intense. Did she see that coming? No. Does life care? Not at all. In fact, it's throwing her in front of a bus (literally). One secret demands poor Ava to bend all of her morals, and change herself completely. Forever's going to take longer than expected. Warning: Cursing is frequent.

A Vampire's Touch by AnimeLuver1999

My name is Grace Shield and my life is not normal. Vampire's have been taking over the city. They murdered and drained my family's blood in front of my very eyes. They captured me and took me to their leader. Lets just say that me and the leader aren't on good terms, I despise vampires. The leader has been doing experiments on me, and he put angel blood in me. So now if I turn into a vampire, I'll be more stronger and powerful. Basically I'll be able to do anything, that's why the leader wants to marry me. And to top it off, every vampire wants me. He's gonna do a ceremony, get married to me and turn me into a vampire in front of his pack. I also found out a family secret that can help me defend myself. I thought all vampires were the same, but when I met Ethan the leaders son, I had second thoughts. Is he actually different? Or is he playing with me? It's as if just a vampire's touch can kill you. Cover by: @moonxriver

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Reaping The Red Heir

He smiled. The devil himself couldn't have crafted a more wicked grin. "What do you say we play a game, little Reaper?" I narrowed my eyes, trying to decipher his intentions. "What kind of game?" His grin widened, showing the tips of his fangs. I watched the prince curiously as he strode over to his bag. With a swift motion, he withdrew a bow and a quiver of arrows, flinging them at my feet without so much as a second glance. I furrowed my eyebrows, casting him a look of uncertainty. That sinister grin stayed plastered upon his lips as he said, "Run." *** I, Skyla Ashforth, am what some might call a "sociopath." It was a title that fit. Why shouldn't I embrace it? I am a vampire slayer, a Reaper of bloodsuckers, and an exceptionally good one, if I do say so myself. Yes, being a sociopath has its perks; I could manipulate and deceive with the best of them. So, when captured by the notorious Red Prince, I embraced the challenge of manipulating my freedom. Pierce Darcee, was a sadistic vampire with a God complex. The fool actually believed he could break me. Little did he know, I was the kind of Reaper who would dance through a battlefield, whistling a merry tune as I twirled my braids. I relished the challenge of manipulating his oversized ego, planning to stab that rotting, blackened heart of his with a venom-laced dagger. I crafted a scheme so delightful, so intricate, that I couldn't help but salivate at the prospect of victory. It was foolproof, or so my mind believed. But then... then there was that pull. That unexpected, unwelcome spark that ignited something within me. Feelings, of all things! Now, that was a complication. Disgusting, messy feelings that could very well lead to my destruction. Or his. It was a dangerous game we played, but then again, the most thrilling ones usually are. Rated M for Murder, Mayhem, and some profanity. Sorry but no smutty interludes. You've stumbled into a blood bath, not a bodice ripper.