My Father Sold Me To A Vampire Book Mga Nobela at Kwento

Though someone may have complained about the lack of vitality. However, something unexpected hit Dante when one day, a woman came to his door with a child claiming that he was his father. There was no way that Dante would admit it because he didn't believe in women anymore when his mother left, not to mention the pure pleasure from fresh. But the DNA test left him speechless. The woman asked for quite a lot of money and left without any hesitation, she was soon gone again as if she never appeared. If it wasn't because of the child standing lively in front of him, Dante would consider all this as a dream, a nightmare. He tried to figure out how he and the woman had the child but all he got wa

He is loud and I sit back in the chair as he is starting to scare the shit out of me. “I don’t want the money. I have what I want right in front of me,” he says, and I frown and widen my eyes as the realization hits me. My father sold me. “Your father tried to sell you to Livingstone, and when he couldn’t, well, he came to me,” he adds and I can feel the bile rising to my throat and I try to stop myself from being sick in front of him.

I shivered when he added the last statement, even her stepmother and her father flinched to the man's words, this man was no ordinary man, what would be her fate if she were to be sold? It then Sophia realized her doom. Her stepmother has gone too far, what has she done for her to deserve all this? She was going to be sold ...... The man removed his sunglasses and his red eyes came into view. Holy crap! I'm doomed She was not only going to be sold, but sold to a vampire! Can things get any worse? "We are ready to sell her"! my stepmother Said with a wicked smile. I looked at my father,. he was reluctant, he almost had tears in his eyes.

Raising my brow I asked why? "I will share my memories of your parents with you through my blood, drink from me to know who you are," Atlas stated briskly. Hesitantly I grabbed his wrist and slowly sank my incisors into his flesh. My eyes started glowing as the pictures were played in a sequence, making more sense to me. My father is a huge badass and my mother is a mere human that had been turned into a vampire by my dad. The ancient wolf I had, I'd inherited from him along with my hellfire. They both loved me and decided that being with the wolves was for the best after much heartache. My father said that I was destined for greatness. Tears fell from my shocked eyes as I glanced at the odd

He ordered his underling. My body was weak to even protest as he changed my handcuffs and locked it. I hadn't eaten for days now, and though I didn't really need food, I needed blood. A were-vamp was a taboo in the werewolf race, and my father had detested me for it. Maybe that was why he hadn't hesitated to sell me out to slave traders in order to save his pack. I wasn't sure any of the slave traders knew I was a hybrid, seeing that they hadn't killed me yet.

I tried to ignore the part of me that wanted it to be literally. As soon as he was out the door, I whirled unto my father, indignation alighting my features. He held up a hand signaling me to wait and recalling that legendary Vampire’s hearing, I acquiesced. When I was sure he was far enough away, I exploded into a rant, blustering for a few seconds before reaching any sort of coherence. “Oh my god, Dad! Why on earth would you agree to such a contract with a Vampire of all creatures? You don’t even like Vampires!”

My father mumbled his response and I heard a smack like Destros had slapped him. “Speak louder.” “I said it’s too late, I already sold her to the butcher.” My father said. That was what finally made me turn towards them. I ignored the bloody corpse on the table a few feet away and focused on my father instead. The butcher was notorious for being a middle man for human trafficking rings, she may not even be in the state anymore if she had been sold to him. “How could you?” I asked as my fists clenched. “Fuck you.” My father said as he spit in my direction even though he was too far away for it to touch me.

My face wasn't like as good like before since I learned that my father sold his soul to the vampire and I was cursed also to become one like them. After that I went outside to looked for dad but I couldn't find him. I'm walking in the hallway and I saw Steph rushing outside. I hold her arms to stop her. " Where you came from?" I asked her and I saw the cuts beside her lips and the marks of hands on her neck. She didn't turned around and she pushed my hands away. It seemed like someone hurt her and I guess I know who he is.

I don't know how he managed to deceive us all these years, but he succeeded. Judging by the horror on Vuyo's face, there was no tiptoeing around whether my father was a monster or not. He was a monster that turned his son into a vampire and held him captive for years. He was a monster that used his teenage son to lure people out so that he could feed on them. He was a monster that was willing to ruin his daughter's relationship and was prepared to kill an innocent baby. He was a murderer. And he was my father.

3 sample rules. By the time of my 6 birthday, I was ready to be sold. I stood in line in a green dress, with stockings, and black shoes. They were all won in my dad's gambling games so they were nice looking. I was the only one in line that looked decent. I stood there from dusk till dawn. When my dad was beginning to lose hope, a car pulled up. This seemed like the perfect opportunity to my dad though. A car meant a rich vampire. Even taxi drivers had at least 50 dollars. When the guy got out, and my dad saw his outfit and face, he stood up straight. He poked me in the middle of my back, making me stand up straight too. I did not recognize the man, but my dad did. I looked down at the man's