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

"Scarlet, Bella could not do it. You can take anyone else. I am sure we have a good amount of blood slaves and other humans helping us in our land." He held Bella tightly and took a step back, making Bella panic. It was her chance to gain the trust of other vampires and also meet the witches and humans that could help her. If she lost it, Scarlet would make sure that she did not get another chance.

"Why? I mean, I want to help Damien. He has been kind to me." Rafael's brow furrowed as he looked at Dami and then at her. "Damien and kind?" even a fool would not believe in it. Dami had always been sarcastic, cruel and eccentric, playing jokes with everyone. But Bella nodded again.

"Yes, he is the only one who supports me here. I will do it for him." Scarlet raised a brow and looked at her son. Were they talking about the same Damien. "Do you not trust me, Rafael? Do you think I am weak or I will betray you?" her voice went accusive that he frowned.

In The Forge