Novel & Cerita My Father Sold Me To A Vampire Book

How is that fair to her? When I learned about mates and the beautiful bond that ties their souls together, I wanted to wait for the one meant for me. I wanted my mate to be my first in everything. But my father took that away from me when he decided to sell me to the vampires. ‘Adoptive father,’ Raven emphasizes. Like that would change anything. He became my father the moment he decided to adopt me. ‘His time will also come.’

“That’s so messed up.” Somehow, that made me laugh, and then I was laughing and crying because yeah, it really was messed up. Charlie passed me a few tissues, and I wiped my face. Well, there were those tears I was trying so hard to hold back. “My father…he’s gone and made a deal using me as a bargaining chip, and I think this deal has been in place for a long time. I don’t understand everything but for some reason, those vampires want me, and they’ve offered my father more than just their backing to get me.”

I could see the horror on their expressions. But you claim your father is not alive. Mima inquires. Yeah, my father was no more, which meant he was no longer in my life, my father is evil and he can do anything with one click his strong and his a vampire himself, I managed to lock him away but now that he's summoning a mortal through a dream, I have a feeling he'll break loose and then I'll be dead. So your father is Lucifer, yeah, this is getting interesting, said frankly.

I sighed, closing my eyes for a few seconds. I breathed slowly. But the thoughts continued. My father… His image appeared whether I wanted it to or not. The serious face. The cold expression. The firm voice. The way he decided my fate. Sold. The word echoed inside my mind. Sold by my own father. My chest tightened. It hurt. It hurt more than anything else. My father didn’t hesitate. He didn’t try to protect me. He didn’t ask if I wanted that life. He just… handed me over.

“Okay, I'll explain to you. But you have to stop being crazy. It would be best if you remembered that nothing can be changed anymore. Your father has acted stupidly, collaborating with rogues who live around our forest. Your father intends to take over part of the border between the werewolf and lycan territories. Luckily, I found out and beat up your dad. I offered him two choices: death or giving up something valuable. And he chose to give you to me. He said he had a beautiful daughter I could use to become my servant. A deal was made, and you were handed over to me. Finished. Any more questions?" "So you're saying my father sold me out just for his sake?" Her eyes filled with tears, and o

he winked at me before he walked out of my room and closed the door behind him. And then it sank in that my father, the one who was supposed to love and protect me as his daughter, sold me off to a monster. I stumbled on the bed and cried as I sat down. My father was many things, but I never thought that one day he’d sell me for money. It would've been better if he were man enough to kill me the day my mother gave birth to me if he knew he'd ruin my life. But hell no, I refused to stay in that room and feel sorry for myself.

“I thought you would have connected the dots. Your father. He sold you to me. So, now, you’re at my mercy.” I widened my eyes. It couldn’t be? No, the only guy I knew that had an unfinished business with my dad was Lyons. L.Y.O.N.S not Mr Freddy Krueger here. There was no way my Dad would let me go off with a monster like this, let alone sell me off to him. “Liar! You fucking asshole.” “Excuse me?” “You heard me right. My father would never do that to me. You are mistaken, I know it.”

The evil vampire caressed Melody's father's cheek, he leaned into her touch. "He would want you to know that he didn't leave you." The smirk on the vampires face was a mask from a monster in a nightmare, "He was out at a bar drinking until the lights came on. He was slurring about heading home to take his baby girl away from her whore bitch of a mother so they could both start again. It took me a week to break his mind and give up on you." She looked at Melody expectantly, watching for her reaction. Wanting to see the pain she wrought. "He really was beautiful while being tortured, so strong for his beloved baby girl." She grinned, fangs descending from her gums, "I always get what I want."

I don't remember having a sacred book with me. Hold on. Could it be the book that I thought belonged to my mom? "It's the book you almost destroyed," he informed me. Oh, maybe that's why he texted me to not tear it up. At that time I was so confused and thought he was a stalker. Little did I know he was actually a blood-sucking demon. Or was he? "Since you're a vampire, do you drink blood?" I asked because from what I know, they're always thirsty for blood and he hasn't shown any sign of that.

“Oh, Vicky, your father was a man of the night. We used to take walks in the park at night, go to fancy restaurants, count the stars and spend hours in deep conversation.” Her mother always got a dreamy expression on her face when she started talking about him. It was almost like her mother went in a trance whenever she mentioned her father. She told her, her father was eccentric. Her mother had frequently caught him talking to himself. When she’d asked him who he was talking to, he always replied, “Nobody.” All things dark and Gothic fascinated him. He would check out dozens of books on vampires and other supernatural creatures from the all-night library. After he read the books, he would m