Vampire Slave Story Novels & Stories

She tried to get her neck free from Ethan’s grip with her both hands but his grip got stronger. Alice almost choked to death. In the sky, the cloud started moving a bit faster now letting some moonlight reach the earth. As the moonlight fell on Ethan his grip got weaker and finally, Alice got herself free from Ethan and fell on the ground a few steps away from Ethan. She coughed terribly. She saw Ethan and was shocked to see his fangs. Ethan has turned into his vampire form.

She watched him intently reading her schedule. “Go back to your classes. I'll see you later mate," he said and gave her the schedule back. He disappeared into the thin air leaving Cassandra all by himself. “That fvcker,” she cursed under her breath and stomped her feet. She breathed deeply and looked at the ceiling, realizing something. Her mate is no other than Sebastian Alistair Blood and worst of all he is the vampire prince. Cassandra doesn’t know if it’s possible to be mates with a vampire. Cassandra was lost in her thoughts. She heaved a sigh and left the room. She went back to her classes as the break was finally over.

“You think I’m crazy, but that’s the only explanation that makes sense.” I scoffed. “You sound like a conspiracy theorist. Vampires don’t exist, and you’ve got to stop reading all those fantasy books.” Before she could say anything else, I grabbed another slice of toast and breezed out of the apartment. My condolences to the victims, but vampire attacks were just so stupidly unrealistic. Like creatures of the night actually existed. Right, sure. “Mr. Vale’s not in right now.” Celine said at the reception, looking me up and down.

Jasmine. The moon hadn't shown up yet, neither had the ceremony ended. Everything around me was hushed with silence and the distant view of what I could notice was the crowd of the festival, a crowd of vampires. I could even notice the human slaves who were put to work. Usually, there weren't any rules for keeping slaves but the humans who sometimes take a loan from the vampires and fail to give it back get under the category of a slave. Those who violate the rules of the kingdom are also made slaves due to their deeds.

"W-What's your story?" She froze at this, the light in her eyes slowly draining. I frowned, watching her expression, "You don't have to—" "It is alright to ask. We're all slaves here. I have nothing to hide," she replied. Her eyes flashed to mine, offering me a small smile. "Slaves, yes." I confirmed, "I am a slave because my parents were rogues. Shade is a slave because she was born without a wolf despite our blood running through her veins. Half of the slaves here were either rejected, rogues or like me- but-"

As Alpha left for an urgent meeting after breakfast, Charlotte was free. Taste of freedom refreshed her soul. She finally realized the misery of Sired Vampires. Indeed slavery takes a toll on you, leaving you mindless and unproductive. Most of the slaves become puppets to gain their Master’s approval, unable to think straight.

Here's your breakfast, eat up before they get cold" she said happily, thank you we all said, just then she was about to open the windows, I vamp sped towards her and held her hands "How did you do that she asked surprised" I was about to compel her but I asked myself "what's the need of compelling her? I told her the truth about us being vampires of centuries from Transylvania "Wow, are you really serious, I have been doing research on them but all my efforts were in vein, you are allergic to sunlight and garlic bulbs right and mostly feed on human blood and can't resist feeding on them right, I hope you don't feast on us" she said giggling

Three quick successions of slaps on my pleasure area caused me to cry out. He didn't end at it. This time, he slapped the small bud at the tip. “Master!” I cried out as he continued to hit me. Yet, he didn't stop until we were both panting. And it still turned me on. It was as if the more he hits me, the wetter I became. “Your juice is dripping everywhere.” He gently touched me, “it will be a waste not to cherish the natural thing given by the gods.” The vampire said before he surprised me with what he did next.

She couldn’t imagine herself a slave to that man, if he looked that as a vampire that means he was over a thousand human years old, he gave her a disgusted look that made her know that he was interested in more than her blood, she wanted to gag. Prince Damien had a smile on his face, Lord Benedict was an old pervert who regularly buys young slaves and ends up killing them with his deranged preferences, it was so bad that any girl he buys does not live up to two weeks in his care, HIS girl will definitely not go with him.

She stepped into the room with a make up kit and waved at me "Hi, I'm Meredith and I'm going to be one of your slave" What the hell! "Slave?" I said in shock "Yes your slave, I'm in charge of dolling you up" she said still wearing that annoying smile on her face. "Well Meredith, I'm Anika and I don't need to be dolled up and I definitely don't need a slave so you can take your kit and that annoying smile of yours out of my room" I said getting frustrated. This is a nightmare, how can someone be so happy to call herself a slave, this vampires are fucking crazy.