Novel & Cerita My Father Sold Me To A Vampire Read Online

“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 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 tried listened to my mom go through the same basic lecture she always gave about being careful and avoiding staring the vamps in the eyes, but for the most part I zoned out. As usual, when she finished her standard five minute lecture she mentioned my dad. "Your father used to be reckless too you know?" she said making me feel guilty. My father died three years ago. He was killed by a vampire name Lucas. Various hunters both weak and strong had taken a shot at hunting Lucas. All had failed and only few had survived the task. My mother herself had tried four times to avenge my father, but it never worked. Lucas was one of the nastiest and most evil vampires there was, killing him proved to

My father didn’t hesitate. He didn’t give a speech. He launched himself from the ridge, a living tide of fur and fury, leading the crushing tide of my pack down into the ravine. The vampires, so confident moments before, were now outnumbered, surrounded, and attacked from above. The battle turned in a heartbeat. But my father’s eyes, as he tore past me to lock his jaws on a vampire, found mine for a single, searing instant. In them, I saw no relief. No pride.

I glanced around trying to find my father, finding him drinking hungrily from his cup like a starving dog, while the others stared longingly at the flowing blood now staining the Vampire's shirt. I gulped. This wasn't checkmate, this should have been check mate but it wasn't. Oh damn. We're all f***ed! *** I'm slient, too repulsed to open my mouth as vomit lingers just outside my throat. I wasn't sure what to expect of this meeting but I sure as well wasn't expecting the attendees to be drinking vampire blood. Especially not my father! What the hell was happening here? And why were they comrades with a damn vampire? The same creatures that we were already desperate to get away from! Was this

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 could feel his anger through the bond between us and I smiled at myself, knowing I was getting him exactly where I wanted him. “Oh but I do. You seem to have forgotten your place, Alexander.” I stood up too at that moment, looking down at him. I was some inches taller than him, still in my prime, while he had been turned into a vampire in his fifties. “This is my empire, my livelihood and I will not sell any human to you. You can come back during the next auction and buy as much as you want, as long as you have the money,” he said.

~~~ Amaya His eyes no longer had those pretty green tint in them. They were now a bright glowing red colour. His teeth now contained a pair of sharp fangs ready to bite through your skin anytime. He wasn't just my kidnapper anymore. Nor my stalker. He was now my vampire. This realization hit me like a train. My feet were glued to one place not daring to move. My breathing had stopped a while ago. The beast in front of me must've caught on to my nervousness because a small pang of hurt shot across his face but quickly vanished.

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.

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.