Romans de Sweet Relief

A scream tore from my throat. I took careful steps backward, holding my breath. But the more I stepped back, the more it slowly moved closer to me.A werewolf.I had never seen one before. Sure, my mother was one and that made me half, but she had never shifted in front of me. Neither had I. So this was my first ever encounter with one in its true form.It was massive...easily over five feet tall even on all fours, with shoulders broad enough to block out the moonlight behind it. Covered in sleek, jet-black fur. It looked both terrifying and beautiful. Its emerald green eyes glowed like gemstones, fixed directly on me.I should probably run away, because every instinct in my mind was screaming at me to run. To turn around and bolt through the trees. But I couldn't. My body refused to listen.Instead, I stood frozen. Not in fear. No, this was something else. Something strange. An odd pull inside me. As if I knew it. As if we were connected somehow. Stupid I know, but I couldn't shake

"A pleasure house…"I had naively thought my uncle and aunt were simply selling me off to the old vampire…Cruel, yes but still manageable.But I was wrong.They were selling me to a pleasure house.A freaking pleasure house!I immediately grabbed my dress off the floor and put it on as quickly as I could before dropping to my knees.“Please, Uncle Darius, Aunt Hilda, I’m begging you. Don’t do this. Please, I’m still your niece, your brother’s daughter. What would my father say if he were right here? Please…” I begged my voice cracking. I knew they were monsters and that they had already made up their minds. But what other option did I have, other than pleading with them?My uncle laughed, his entire body shaking with amusement. "My brother was an idiot for bringing your dog mother into his home. He got what he deserved. And now you, his filthy offspring, will get what you deserve as well."My aunt lowered herself to my level, gently lifting my face with a finger.“You should be gratef

"Stop, please!!" I begged for my life as I struggled with all my might, desperate for air. But the more I struggled, the stronger they held me under the water.I was going to die... like really going to die. Drowning wasn't the way I thought I would go.I could feel my life slipping away from my grasp. Everything began to fade away and turn black.The women must have noticed that I was beginning to lose consciousness because they immediately let go of my limp body."Is she dead?" I faintly heard one of them ask, her voice a mixture of fear and panic."Who cares... I'm sure Lord Darius and Lady Hilda wouldn't care. They'll even thank us for getting rid of this filth," another said casually."Thank us!!! How idiotic can you be!? Half-breed or not, she's the daughter of The Great Rafael Bloom. And we've just killed her. Mere vampire maids. We'll be staked alive for this," another declared in panic, making the others start to panic as well, realizing what they had done."I-I don't want to

"Eat," my aunt commands as she dumps a tray of food on the floor.I stare at it.Mouth-watering chicken, a full loaf of bread, and some buttered potatoes. Still warm and steaming.Real food!! Not some moldy bread or spoiled meat,Not something with maggots growing in it.My mouth watered so hard I was basically drooling. I couldn't believe this... everything looked so good and smelled even better. But I just stared at it like it was poison.Because it had to be. Why else would she suddenly bring me this? The food had to be poison. That was the only reasonable conclusion.I lift my head to slowly look up at her."Don't look at me, you filthy thing," she snaps in disgust. "I said eat."I shake my head slowly.She storms forward and grabs my face roughly her sharp nails digging into my cheeks. "I see you want to be stubborn today. Don't test my patience, Diana. Eat, or I'll force the food down your throat myself."I look down at the tray.As much as I wanted to eat the food, like really

“Take off all your clothes… and clean my floors.”I prayed I had misheard him. But sadly I hadn’t.He really said it. My own uncle had just ordered me to strip naked and clean the floors. In front of everyone.This was new.My punishments were usually physical, sometimes emotional, but never like this.Never this sick. Never this humiliating.I didn't know what to do. My mind went blank. Did he truly expect me to obey?I didn't move. I just knelt there, hands clenched on my thighs, my entire body trembling. My disobedience was obvious.There was no way I was undressing.“Didn’t you hear me, filth?” he snarled, stalking toward me, his boots echoing against the floor. “Take off your clothes. I doubt there’s anything worth seeing beneath them anyway. Right, fellas?”The male vampires around him laughed mockingly but their eyes were gleaming hungrily like monsters.Disgusting perverts.“No!”The word burst from my lips before I could stop it. In all my seventeen years of existence, I had

Diana's Point of View “Mixed-breed filth,” Aunt Hilda sneers as she slaps me across the face.The force of the slap and her sheer, monstrous strength sent me crashing to the ground. The tray of crystal glasses I was holding crashing beside me.The glasses shatter and red wine spreads like blood across the floor.Everyone in the room laughs cruelly. I try to get up, but Aunt Hilda steps on my head with so much force that my face smashes into the floor, right into the mess of shattered glass.I wince in pain but didn’t dare cry out loud, knowing it would only make the punishment worse."You filthy thing… how dare you break my expensive crystal glasses? These things are worth more than your entire existence,” she snarls, pressing her heel harder into my bleeding face.The room roared with more laughter.Tears filled my eyes, but not from the pain.No. I was used to it.But from the fact that all the Vampires in this room were once my father’s subjects and friends. Men and women who toa