My Father Sold Me To A Vampire Book Best นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Perhaps the others from my town, my pack, would have, but I couldn’t see them in the room with as crowded as it was. Looking at her, seeing her sincerity and conviction, in this moment, I was utterly convinced that she had entirely lost her mind. How could they be flattered to be chosen by our slavers? My father died at the hands of the vampires, so I didn’t care what they had to offer. I wouldn’t be swayed by things like immortality or pleasure. I would never give in to the so-called Vampire Duke. Lucy lifted her chin, staring down her nose at me.

"Because of your damn father!" Evelyn closed her eyes as the vampire shouted in front of her face. "I saw that damn dog stabbing my father and ripping off his head! Do you know how much that hurts?! " "SHUT UP! " Evelyn shouted back, surprising everyone around her. She panted heavily, anger and frustration clouding her mind. "Your father died because of his greed! " She looked Victor in the eye and the vampire couldn't find even a little bit of fear in them.

my father commanded. I stared at him in disbelief. What did he possibly think I could do? I decided to ask him between gags. To my amazement, he wanted me to either heal her or cut her head off! The man had gone mad. I searched the room for my mother and found her pasty white faced and crouched behind the peach colored wing backed chair near the fireplace. When I made a move toward her, she screamed for me to stay away. Somehow, my parents had learned of my supernatural side, but didn’t yet understand it. Somehow my parents had learned that I’d been dating a vampire and he gave me his blood. Somehow, my parents knew Bobby was the son of a vampire. Somehow—between the time I’d left and my re

"Tsk, tsk. Sister, how does the dungeon feel? You put on quite a show earlier." My mother spat in disgust. "Lowly blood pig! Did you really think the Lord would fall for you? You're just a fake!" My father sneered in agreement. "Once the Lord gets tired of you and kicks you out, I'll personally sell you to the black market vampires! We'll drain every last drop of your blood to buy immortality for our family!" These were my closest relatives. These were the people I once desperately hoped would give me a sliver of familial warmth.

“Just do what I say, okay? And about your family. I will deal with them. Perhaps you want to say something for them, and I will deliver it.” I scoffed. “No. Not necessary.” Elias looked at her coldly, picked up his glass, and drank. “But…” “Hmm?” I bit my lower lip. “I left something valuable to me in that house….” I sighed, I know I am asking too much, but it’s only him whom I can trust, “can you please get it for me? I promise it’s my last favor. You’ve done too much—” “What is it?” I gulped to ease my shyness and calm myself. “My father gave me a book, and it’s all about mystical creatures, wolves, vampires—hey, are you alright?”

as soon as it had left my mouth I was gone, of to the past. The vampires had come. It was just us kids and dad. We were fighting, our whole pack against the vampire seethe. The vampire with black hair and just as black eyes had come. He had killed my brother, dad had taken us somewhere safe and he had left us to go kill the whole seethe. Dad was mad he was all wolf when he lost my brother. No farther should see their son like that, the vamp had displayed him for my dad to find. His throat....oh goddess I screamed.

"You are also a vampire, aren't you? My father... my father, he is-" "Your father is dead," Victor interrupted casually as he found a spot near the corner and leaned his back against the wall. "He was too noisy so I plucked his head off and he made a very odd cry before he died. Though I do have to tell you how ready he was to throw you under the bus if it meant saving his own skin. So much for the father and daughter bond, am I correct?" "I- If the elders find out-"

Ethan ran a hand through his hair as confusion and uncertainties began to crawl on his skin. “Unable to meet your father, and unable to be claimed by him has caused me dearly because the moment I arrived home, my father was waiting for me. Instead of sending me to my room or contacting your father once again, he sold my virginity to one of his regulars who was willing to give up his pack just to have me and my virginity.” I felt my body tremble as the clarity of what had happened that night played in my mind like it just happened yesterday. “My own father sold me to that old douchebag and I have no powers to fight him then,” I cried out, my voice breaking just like how my heart does whenever

My heart pounds so hard it feels like it might break through my ribs. That wasn’t a dream. I know the difference now. I sit up slowly, hands shaking, pressing my palms to my face. I was human. I had a mother. Armed men. Memories don’t come with that kind of weight unless they’re real. Someone hunted us. Someone killed her. And someone—something—turned me into what I am now. I swing my legs over the side of the bed, breath unsteady. “My father,” I whisper. The vampire who claimed me. The one whose blood made me immortal. The one whose story never added up.

Since my mother was one of them, I wasn’t even surprised that my father had allowed and kept such a large amount of books on vampires. I didn’t want to think too deeply about what he wanted the information for. I was just grateful that they were here. At least now, stopping Dylan might not be such a mystery anymore. I pulled the books down onto a large table and, in no particular order, began to search through them. My hopes surged as I flipped closer to sections on eliminating them. I wanted to successfully capture him so that I could be allowed to rip out his heart myself. “How to capture a daywalker,” I read aloud, my excitement growing as I held the book upright.