My Father Sold Me To A Vampire Book Novels & Stories

I hated that despite everything Gabrielle had done, despite everything I already knew about him, I was still standing there feeling fucking shattered because my father was selling me. As if this was some new discovery. As if I hadn’t known. He was selling me to Henry anyway. Now Damon was on the list too. After all, all of Henry’s money belonged to Damon as well. So it wasn’t exactly surprising that whatever Henry was buying with both of their money, Damon was going to have a share in that too. Fuck. My father had just reduced me to an object. Something that could be bought. Something that could be passed between two motherfuckers like I didn’t even have a fucking choice in what happened to

Long and gleaming under the streetlamp, the kind of car that had no business on our street or anywhere in this town. Father's hands were clasped in front of him the way they clasped when he spoke to the monastery's wealthiest patrons. He'd kept his head bowed as the car pulled away. The posture of a man showing deference. He turned and saw me standing barefoot in the doorway. "Father." My voice came out too small. "Who was that?" His face changed. An expression I'd never seen on him before. He looked old, standing there. Smaller than I'd ever seen him. "I saw a vampire," I said. "In my room. He told me—" "He's your fiancé."

I was wise enough to keep my mouth shut when needed to survive. After our country was taken over by the vampire race, blood donations and high taxes were required to maintain peace. But if parents donated their children to the orphanage to be raised as future pets, they earned a major tax deduction. When I was six, my mother was tragically killed by a vampire. Since I never knew who my father was, custody was immediately transferred to my aunt, who despised me almost as much as Mr. Cliff. Caring for me became too much, so my aunt eventually sent me to live at the orphanage, where Mr. Cliff became my owner and conducted a fruitless attempt to raise me as a pet.

I felt his hands on mine, it was like a ticklish sensation, my eyes moved up to his, for the first time I noticed his green eyes. “I am!., do you..” “My father was a werewolf.” I told him without letting him finish. Hell no that beast wasn’t my father, my step father who sold me out, who ruined my life, who hit and treated me like a diseased person . He physically abused me , vabaly and emotionally, who in their right mind sells a thirteen year old girl into slavery and prostitution all in the name of he found his mate late when she had already given birth to an abomination (me!!).

It came as quite the surprise, but it confirmed what Pip had said on the subject. Before I could start, I felt him. He was further away than usual, but he was there nonetheless. Something was wrong. I could sense it. I looked out into the woods and it was as though Vanessa had completely disappeared. “My father is dead. He was attacked last night by a vampire.”

“You can’t be here.” “I can’t go anywhere else. Your father wants my head on a spike.” He sits next to me, but I’m frozen. My father wanted him dead, which meant he was a zombie. My father had killed vampires and werewolves for half a century. He was still one of the fiercest hunters in the pack.

I continued, determined to get everything off my chest. "One night, my father came home more drunk than usual. He was raging, and he took out his anger on my mother. I tried to intervene, but he turned on me as well. I was badly beaten, and I thought I was going to die. That's when the vampire who turned me found me and offered me a way out." I could see the fear in Lotus's eyes as I spoke, and I knew that I was scaring her. But I had to keep going.

I try to blink them away, but doing that worsens it. Zeke says the last words I want to hear right now. "Your father sold you to me and I paid every penny. There's nothing that can be done at this point." My steps falter and I lose my balance. I'm lucky the bed is there to catch my fall. How could he? Without letting me know, my father sold me to a total stranger, just after promising me to the Alpha of a rival pack. I can see that Zeke feels uncomfortable being in the same room with me as I cry and bare all my pain.

" Wes handed her the tissue box that was kept on the side table. "I was 2 when my mother passed away," he said. "It seems unlikely that a vampire could pass away so quickly, but she did. My father tormented her to the point where she killed herself. I spent years with misinformation; my father fed lies to me. I used to love him, but one day I found the notes my mother had written, and I realized the truth. That man, whom I call 'father', and who calls himself a king, does not deserve to be one. And I've finally discovered how to defeat him," he said, looking into her slightly dilated eyes. "So believe me when I say that I can help you."

I had not staked everything to come here and have it fall apart because of a vampire hunter who was acting so cowardly. Before I knew what I was doing, my claws were out and I had them against his crotch faster than he could move. The vampire hunter froze. I guess monster or not, his crotch was still very important to him. I leaned in and whispered directly into his ear. "Well, my father may not be here but look again and see his daughter. My father was killed by these vampires. My people are dying and being turned into monsters. I will not take no for an answer. I will collect on the promise you made to my father. And you will help me."