Owned
Prologue
There is no such thing as peace in the country of Mavernem. 127 years ago it was all of Europe, but now, after it become infested with vampires, it became ‘Mavernem’.
Crimson blood always taints the streets in Mavernem. Screams of human souls and vampire chortling and biting at those innocent beings. Humans are no longer at the top of the food chain, now that vampires exist.
Vampire kings and queens rule, and mortals hardly have a right to do anything. One wrong, simple move, can lead to immediate execution.
The sad thing? There is no balance. Vampires are strong, fast and can snap a human neck in a mere second. But humans in Mavernem, are weak.
It was all horrible, but there is more.
When a vampire reaches the age of eighteen, they will be forced to drink human blood to stay alive.
Vampires under that age can survive without drinking blood, though some families let them drink blood from animals to get them to get used to that red liquid.
Or most of the vampires under that age just consume human food until they are eighteen.
So every year, a ‘blood’ ceremony is held outside the royal castle. Where a stage is set, and human girls from ages eighteen to twenty five are dressed in fine dresses and forced on stage. Name tags taped to their chests, where the girls information is listed.
Usually the most purest blood is the most expensive. Or how pretty the girl is. The only way for the girls to escape the ceremony is to wed.
The human male blood ceremony occurs two months after the human female blood ceremony. For the vampires who prefer Male blood.
But not every vampire drinks blood at this specific age or even choose a blood servent— or at least only ONE vampire didn’t let a single drop of blood go past his lips. This vampire is already twenty three.
Davis E. Dracula, also knows as, prince Davis of Mavernem.
He is a vampire, but he refuses to drink blood. He sees it as inhuman and cruel. But there is nothing human about him, from his sick pale skin to his red glowing eyes and pearly fangs. But really, he had kindness and mystery in his heart.
Our story starts with Davis... And this is Davis P.O.V:
Davis
*Stood up shakingly and looked at the curtains* Why do I wake up in the morning, though I’m a vampire?
Davis
I still can’t comprehend how humans can fall in love with the glow of this hot jewel in the sky.
I make my way to the bathroom and look into the mirror.
Davis
Why do I even have a mirror? I can’t see my own reflection.
Davis
It is said that you can see your soul in the mirror. And it is also said, vampires don’t have souls. Which makes me kind of upset.
I look down at my body, which was pale and some parts of my skeleton are visible. Because Of the lack of ‘human blood’. I eat well, from fats and oils in small amounts, fish and meat, milk and cheese to fruits and veggies.
But these aren’t very helpful to keep a vampire body healthy. Only blood is the answer.
I pick up my necklace from the dresser, and carefully put it on. It had a topaz, my birthstone, in a web-like silver (not real silver, of course) cage.
Vampires wear necklaces with their birthstones, these kinds of necklaces have the power to form an invisible barrier between me and the sun. So vampires can roam freely without worrying to become ashes.
Davis
*Fall on the ground*
I can already hear the servants running to me in worry and hurry. But it’s too late. I felt acidity climbing up from my stomach to my throat, I tried not to, but I opened my mouth and out it went, all over the carpet. This is the fifth time in three days. I feel sick and tired.
I promised and vowed to my self since I was young to never drink human blood. And this just doesn’t make my parents happy. And what terrifies me the most is...
Davis
Will I ever give in to starvation?
Nano
Hiii!
I am the author!
Nano
I hope you like it. this is my second chat story!
Nano
Thank you so much for reading!
Chapter 1
The clouds cried tears that flooded Mavernem, while a baker’s family was ready to be executed.
Little Nicole
Papa! Mama! NO! *Screamed*
The man holding her chuckled, before blocking her screams by putting his large hands on her pink lips. Tears rolled down her cheeks as she watched these creatures from hell devour and play with her parents as if they are just sacks of meat.
The O’Kiere family didn’t pay their taxes for three months. It was as if they were asking for a death wish.
Not paying taxes is punishable by law. But in Mavernem, there is no law, it is immediate execution.
Mrs. O’Kiere, also known as Chloe, locked eyes with Nicole for one last time. Mouthing ‘Be brave’ before the vampire held her by the neck and started to stab her in the chest with his knife three times, one for each month they ignored the taxes.
Scarlet liquid dripped from Chloe’s mouth, lidded eyes and her fair skin becoming pale. The vampire drops the knife, finding no need of it anymore.
Nicole’s Father, Zane, wide eyed as he watched his lifeless wife thrown to the wall, her limp body falling on the ground.
He didn’t fight when the vampire held him up by his hair, nor did he do anything when the vampire traced his neck to his Adam’s apple. The vampire grinned and sunk his black long nails through Zane’s neck, blood spilling everywhere before Zane’s body fell to the ground, while the vampire holding the corpse’s head before dropping it to the ground. His head rolled until it was at the small feet of Nicole.
The two vampires stare at her for a few seconds, looking at each other as they whispered vulgar words to each other. Execution is forbidden for ages eighteen and below.
They grin and kick dirt at her face, before walking away as she kept mourning her parents. After a few minutes, a couple of vampires picked up her parent's bodies, and now Nicole laid on the ground in the corner of an alley, where she whimpers and shrunk herself as the cold night embraced her.
Her parents were gone, now she has no one to take care of her nor love her.
But instead of sadness in her heart, there was anger flowing in her veins. She raised her head as the rain continued to fall on her petite body, spotting the knife left by the vampires.
Little Nicole
I’ll end them. I’ll kill a royal vampire
She looks up in the night sky before closing her eyes. Revenge was all she could think of right now.
Her idea is to end the royal vampire family. The king and queen will be difficult, but if she ends the prince...trouble will rise. That will be no heir for the throne.
That will spark a rebellion against the vampire kingdom, and that will end the vampire race and humans shall rise up again. Quiet a large plan for a twelve year old.
Now Nicole works at a library, and they name her ’Emotionless Nikky’.
Ever since that ’execution’ involving her parents ten years ago, she barely displayed any emotion towards anyone. She puts on her name tag and proceed to carry books back to the shelves.
People think she is just shy and introvented, but really, she is not going to risk trusting someone.
Nicole pauses and her gaze fell on an interesting title of a book. ‘The Blood Servant’.
Nicole opens the book to the middle, flipping through the pages before looking at the back where the description is supposed to be. Nicole looks down at the authors name. ‘Ami Fesori’ the Author that wrote about the poor decisions and actions of the kingdom of Mavernem.
Nicole O‘Kiere
The author was executed twenty four years ago, yet, her books are still widely popular and sold legally.
‘The Blood Servant’ is one of the most beloved book in her collection. It is based on real life events she have been part of. Ami was a blood maid, sold to a rich vampire family. She was bitten, beaten, and unfed.
But the family immediately got rid of her when she spoke up; when she wrote her first story that went famous and sparked a bit of hope in the humans.
The door bursts open, startling everyone in the library. A red-haired golden-eyed vampire almost breaks the door, he smirks before starting to pass papers in his arms to everyone in the library.
Vampire
The blood ceremony is in one day, ladies and gentlemen! Make sure to be there or else your head will be chopped off!
He laughs as he examines the terrified reactions of each one of them. Until Nicole’s calm reaction tipped him off.
Nicole never been to the blood auction, she is about twenty-two. Because when she was eighteen she was still at the orphanage and her nana didn’t give her up, but now, nana is dead and Nicole is independent and thus, she will be forced to attend this blood ceremony.
Vampire
Why are you so calm? A beauty like you will definitely get bought! Haven’t you thought of that?
He flew to her, resting his arm on her shoulders, before she pushed him away. Nicole faced the other way and tried to ignore him. But the vampire isn’t going to give up easily.
Vampire
And aren’t you afraid? The prince is going to join the ceremony for the first time this year!
Now, this caught Nicole’s attention. She has a chance to start her plan. She looks at the grinning vampire, then looks down at the paper he handed to her.
And there was a small black crown at the bottom, with small words ‘The prince will join and choose a blood concubine on behalf of his parents, the king and queen’ Nicole narrows her eyes at the paper before ripping it. The vampires jaw dropped.
Nicole O‘Kiere
Leave the library, please
Nicole takes out the large bag from under her bed before unzipping it gently. She digs in through the objects in there till she finds the treasure she was looking for.
She takes out a blue dress that once belonged to her mother. It was very simple, no complexity only that the bodice was decorated in small dark blue flowers.
Nicole walks to her kitchen counter and stares at the blade she owned from about ten years ago. The same blade used to kill her mother. She traces the handle and smiles.
Nicole O‘Kiere
I’ll just have to make sure the prince chooses me. And then, I can end him when he comes close
Davis
This has to be a joke
Queen Annebeth
No, Davis. We are just worried about you—
Davis
I don’t care! I’m not choosing any one and I will never do-
Queen Annebeth
Davis, one day, your body is going to do actions you can’t control. Your body will grown hungry for blood and will not only drink blood from the victim— you will devour the victim completely and you won’t even notice.
Davis’s eyes widen, devour, in like, eat!? He thought, that is even worse than drinking someone’s blood. His mother, Annebeth sighs.
Queen Annebeth
Dear— tell me, would you rather eat flesh or drink blood?
Nano
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