I_am_Creator

Vampire and witches had been at war with each other.
While the vampire hunts and kills witches at every occasion. Witches used dark methods to kill Vampires stealthily. Being the last in the food chain, Humans suffered most in their war. 
In the dark era, where dying was easier than walking, silver hair and silver eyes were cursed as the sign of a witch.
Bella Rosmerta, despised and abandoned by her own kind, was taken as a slave of Rafael Casanovia.
But her only goal was to bring him to his knees. Not because she had hatred for vampires or she had devotion to her kind but… to get the love of her family. The place she deserved in their hearts.
But as she charmed the seductive vampire, she realized she had fallen for him as much as he was head over heels for her and… the witches were not as valiant and pure as she had thought. And vampires were not as merciless and cruel as they have been depicted.
But as the tension grew among their kind, families turned into enemies and enemies stood as family. Will the fading boundaries change Bella’ heart and she would let her prejudices go or… will the hatred destroy her life once again?

A Slave For The Vampire Lord

"I don't need you for that. Because I personally enjoy killing witches." The darkness in Bella's eyes increased and she felt her lips whispering a spell as the memories of screaming witches in the night market filled her eyes.

It would only take her a second to burn this whole building and their lord inside it. Then he would experience the pain faced by witches but that would change nothing. Another lord would take his place and they would be trapped in a spiral of chasing and killing.

They need to end their race completely so that no new lord could come and kill witches and for that, she needs to work hard. Stopping at the last moment when the vampire guard stared hard at her.

She stared up at the ceiling and took a series of breaths, finding calm in the hatred that filled her heart. She remembered why she was chosen to be here. To save the witches, her homeland. The guard opened the door and pushed her in.

Possessed