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

“Just like I know that your father shouldn’t have done that to you.” I go still in shock. “You know about what my dad did?” I feel ashamed. It doesn’t feel good that other people know how cruel my father is. It’s one thing when people in the pack know, but the vampires knowing it too makes me feel small. It’s not easy to know that my father doesn’t love me and never will. If my dad loved me, he wouldn’t have tried to sell me off to King Kane. He would have protected me. He would have fought for me. He did none of that.

my father’s voice was calm, cold, and composed. “He won’t know when it hits him,” I smiled pretentiously. To you, Father, this is all business. And that’s exactly how it started for me… until it wasn’t. “When the vampire takes over power, he won’t know what hit him. And he would never expect it. Make sure there is no other woman apart from you,” his tone was deadly. “Yes, Father,” I nodded confidently.

His red eyes glowed as he glared at me. He came closer, and I instinctively stepped back. I felt my knees go weak, but my father caught me and shoved me forward before I could fall. "Behave yourself before your husband, Kyra," Father announced, shocking me to my core. "Husband?!" I looked at him, stunned. Tears welled in my eyes as I realized why I was called outside. My father had sold me to the Devil Alpha for the sake of his Pack and home. "When you're done, bring her to me," Alpha Roderick said, walking past with his eyes on me.

"Because of your damn father!" Evelyn closed her eyes as the vampire shouted in front of her face. "I saw that damn dog stabbing my father and ripping off his head! Do you know how much that hurts?! " "SHUT UP! " Evelyn shouted back, surprising everyone around her. She panted heavily, anger and frustration clouding her mind. "Your father died because of his greed! " She looked Victor in the eye and the vampire couldn't find even a little bit of fear in them.

"You have to fight through it." But then something strange happened. Through the pain, I started to see things. Like dreams but more real. I saw my father when he was younger. He was standing in front of a beautiful woman with long black hair. She was crying. "Please don't do this, Lazarus," the woman said. "She's just a baby.” He smiled like someone who's on a mission, "She's our daughter," my father replied. “She's not just our daughter.” But the next to take over my throne. "And she will be the most powerful vampire that ever lived."

I looked at the candies on the floor, and hatred surged through me. In my last life, after Vincenzo had seized power, he locked my mother and me in the wine cellar under my family's villa and cut off all access to food and water. My mother had given me the last piece of moldy bread to protect me, but ultimately, we still starved to death together. That despair still made my whole body shake whenever I thought about it. I looked at him coldly. "I don't want your candy. You're a bad man! I hate you! After everything you've done, you'll get what you deserve!"

Perhaps the others from my town, my pack, would have, but I couldn’t see them in the room with as crowded as it was. Looking at her, seeing her sincerity and conviction, in this moment, I was utterly convinced that she had entirely lost her mind. How could they be flattered to be chosen by our slavers? My father died at the hands of the vampires, so I didn’t care what they had to offer. I wouldn’t be swayed by things like immortality or pleasure. I would never give in to the so-called Vampire Duke. Lucy lifted her chin, staring down her nose at me.

I asked him, as I found myself wondering if there now was a connection between everything going on here in the city, and my attacker. “I’m not a hundred percent sure, but I know those damn vamps were involved, as his body was drained of every ounce of its blood when he was found. Something tells me though that he was doing a job for them, so he could buy himself some more time, to come up with the money he needed to save the bookstore. I know that may sound awful to you, but you have to understand that this was the only thing he had left of my mother’s. Like I said, I just wished he would have come to me for help.” He said as he put his head down, and my heart ached once again for him knowin

The furniture was shaking and the books on the shelves dropped on the floor one by one. Father dearest was now pissed. With a flash, I was thrown across the room, and pinned against the wall with an invisible energy. Then, my bones started cracking and it was excruciating. His body became blurry and fuzzy, then disappeared then materialized in front of me with a cold look. "Never use that tone on your mother, Derek, if you want to live. Now, be good son and do as you are told." He said with a sneer. My father was a powerful vampire, and he could take me down with no effort.

The men were killed, and the women were brought and sold for the amusement of the rich Lygarians. This is how our mother ended up in Marbelin, where she met my father, a High Vampire from a noble family who ruled a small estate east of the city. They fell in love at first sight, and her father bought her from the merchant. Their love was strong, and the mother began to beg her lover to convert her, but was refused. He did not want to deprive his beloved of the gift of life. But when the mother grew old and her body began to wither before our eyes, the father realized that he could not live without her.