Being A Vampire's Slave

Chapter 1

I sighed as I and many other girls were waiting to be sold. Some of the girls were crying and others,like me, had accepted this long ago and knew that crying would do no good. The guards and keepers here have no heart. Crying just makes them angry. My many scars just prove the point.

After I was taken, I realized I had never appreciated my old life all that much at all. Now I miss it. And I still find it ironic that after I told Ethan that I never wanted to see him again, I never would. I'm now 19. Its been three long, torturous years since I've seen my family and friends. They probably think I'm dead. I might as well be. Death would be a sweet release compared to the pain I endure from my masters. I looked up when two burly men walked in.

They forced us all in a line, putting those of us who've been slaves longer in the front. "Now all of you listen! The prince is here to pick himself a new personal slave! If any of you so much as whimper in his presence you will die! Do you understand?"
We all murmured "Yes master."
"Good!" he said and they stormed out of the room locking the door behind them. I shook my head as some of the older girls started crying. The prince is known for nothing but his cruel and bitter nature. All of his personal slaves ended up dead. I was at an auction where he picked a slave once. He picked a young 17 year old girl. She was never seen again.

The crying of the other girls automatically got on my nerves and I turned to face them. "All of you listen!" I yelled. "Crying is going to get you NO where! If the prince picks you, he picks you! All crying is going to do is get you hurt! Take it from someone who KNOWS! Now all of you dry up your tears and grow up!" When I was finished they were all staring at me with wide eyes. I watched as some dried up their tears and looked down at the ground with a blank expression on their face. I turned away and went into my own little world ignoring the whispers around me. Maybe I was a little harsh to them but hell. If they knew half the things I've went through they wouldn't cry over something as pitiful as this.

All of a sudden the door opened and in walked the prince and one of the keepers. I looked up and gasped. The prince regarded us with cold blue eyes. He scanned the room and his eyes landed on me. "You!" he said pointing at me. "Come here." I sighed and walked over to where he was. He placed his finger under my chin and forced me to look at him. I stared straight into his eyes not flinching even once. He smiled. "How much is this one?" "She 1,000,000 your majesty. But are you sure you want her? She is known for her stubborn and disobeying ways." He let go of my chin and I pulled away from him. "There is no slave thats remained untamed in my presence." he said in his smooth, calm, emotionless voice.
I snorted. He looked at me and before I could blink his hand was across my face and I was lying flat on my back. I gave myself a second of recovery before standing up. I glared at him and he smirked. "Yeah I 'll take her." The keeper nodded and I scowled. It's just my fucking luck that gets me sold to this bastard. I'll be dead in less than a week!

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I know this chapter is pretty short and I hope to have longer chapters. I'm not going to update this story again until I get lots of votes and messages and comments telling me how good or bad this story is. Please message, vote and comment. :)