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

"Are you asking me to leave, Rafael?" Diana screamed, looking at him incredulously, "I am your future wife while she… she is just a slave." her trembling finger pointed at Bella, her body was red with anger and hatred. If possible, she would have jumped on Bella and killed her.

"She had helped me. She is my savior so watch your mouth, Diana. And this marriage is fixed by our families. I have never accepted it." her eyes widened in horror. Yes, he never confirmed their marriage. But he had never refused either. So she had assumed.

"Rafael, she must have manipulated you. Whatever she had said is a lie." She pleaded but Rafael only sneered.

"Leave Diana. Are you not feeling pathetic?" Diana flinched. She looked at him with her burning eyes. Her hands clenched into a tight fist. She kept glaring at Bella but then turned and left suddenly.

Bella's shoulders slumped. She took a deep breath. Suddenly feeling guilty.

Could A Slave Be A Lover?