My Father Sold Me To A Vampire Book Novels & Stories

Zelda It had been a few days since I had got back. The first I had been difficult. There was a lot of tears and walking on eggshells trying to avoid saying anything that would upset anyone. I had told them the basics of what had happened. Mum had burst into tears and my father’s jaw I thought would break as it was clenched so tightly. When I got to the part of me being sold to a vampire my mother had left the room, dad had gone after her to calm her down, Carabella had just looked guilty. I didn’t want that, it had happened, but I was back now. I just wanted some time to enjoy that before dealing with what had occurred.

I was about to run through him when he moved and slowly slash my father's neck. My eyes grew wider, When I saw the blood of my father into his sword that he toasts my father on the ground. I shook my head In disbelief. I was so shocked, I ran faster to him, then pushed the wolf with all my might. He flew away, while his heel left a mark on the ground. My mother instantly held my father then Razel ran to us as well. I hug my father. “no… no… father don't you dare!” I shouted, then cut my hands to give him my blood. I was out of my mind now because I forgot that he was a vampire as well.

he said, his voice dripping with vile satisfaction. My father chuckled, smiling proudly, as if receiving a compliment on a piece of art. “I only have the one, unfortunately,” he replied. Mr. Drake nodded. “No matter. The deal is done. It’s time to go.” I turned to my father, my voice trembling as I pleaded, “Please, Father, don’t let them take me. I’ll do anything. Don’t sell me.” His response was swift and brutal—a sharp slap across my face, followed by a cruel kick to my stomach.

Exiting the examination room, I say, “Jazz, we’ve got a bit of a situa—” My words cut off as I see the man standing next to her. My mouth turns dry, and a ripple of fear passes through me. “Father.” Chapter 26 Charlotte Sanguinite The last time I saw my father in person was the night he dragged me out of the compound while I begged and screamed. I still remember the disgust and satisfaction in his eyes as he closed the doors of the compound in my face. Vampires age slowly after they hit a certain age. There’s not one additional wrinkle on his face, and for a moment, it sends me spiraling back to that night when my heart pounded in sick fear as I looked imploringly at him and he sent me to my

So I didn't have to endure the embarrassment of being witnessed by my colony's men while being harassed by my father. "How ungrateful of you! Have you forgotten how many times you humiliated me in front of the crowd!" my father snapped. "Dozens of times you've been rejected by your Alpha mate, and humiliated me! Our pack is already dying, what can you do but make it harder for me? And in that moment, Hilbert came along and willingly bought you!" I couldn't believe it, my father so easily admitted that he had sold me to Hilbert. Even though I was his only daughter.

The warmth vanishes. All that’s left is dust. A pile of fine, gray dust where my father had been seconds ago. The room is silent. Dead silent. I stagger back, staring at my hands, coated in ash and dried blood. My lungs refuse to work. My heart feels like it’s tearing itself apart. Ezra swallows hard. “…Wait,” he says slowly. “What?” I don’t answer. He looks at the ashes. Then at me. “Wait—what?” he repeats, louder now. “Your dad was a vampire too?”

“He can say that one more time and I’m taking his head.” Elara snapped, “You’re both missing the point. If the wolves get to him first, they’ll drag him into the prophecy. If the vampires get him first, they’ll bleed him dry. Your father is trying to sell him to both sides.” I wasn’t surprised because i knew for a fact he doesn’t love me as a son but wants to sell me again. I looked down at the collar around my neck, then at the blood on the floor, then at the two people staring at me like I was already slipping out of reach.

"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.

"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-"

With a sigh, I left the room, making sure to lock the door behind me to keep her safe. The office was a few blocks away from our apartment, and as I walked through the little, bright route, I couldn't help but feel the weight of the secret I carried. My father, the man I once admired and respected, was under the control of the vampires. Ever since my mother's death, he had become a different person, obedient to their every command. I often wondered if he did it out of fear for our safety or if they had some kind of leverage over him. Or his quest for power, I always knew my father could even sell me to get more and more powers.