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Six years ago, Blake remembered it like it was yesterday. Watching my family being engulfed in flames, screams in the night akin to wailing banshees, and vampires attacked every member of his family with their sharp canines.

My father, a strong warrior fighting against terrible evil, told me with hard eyes, “Run, my little brave one. Never look back.”

His father pushed me against the forest, and my family died from the vampire attack. 

I’d been on the run for six years in the underground tunnel; darkness became my world until one day the underground tunnel was discovered by the vampires. 

They entered the tunnel like a deadly wave, capturing each individuals like me on the run, and I grabbed a sword, and I slashed the golden-masked man in the front.

However, the mask didn't break, and the cold eyes stared at me like ice, and the man reached out to grab my thin neck, and he said in a low voice laced with menace, “Young one, you are the first one who dared to attack me openly.”

His smile became sinister, and he threw me to the ground with a painful thud to my spine, and his words brought a chill to my heart, but it didn't erase the hate in me. 

Despite me trembling with fear, I did something bold and outrageous.

I spat in his face.

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Can Blake, who grew up in the underground tunnel, survive as a tyrant vampire prince’s slave? Come and find out! Read and find out what happens next.

The Vampire Prince’s Slave (BL)

My lips felt seared like fire. A sharp thrill unlike anything echoes through me like a hum. Our lips pressed against each other, then the prince finally pushed past my lips, entwining with my tongue.

My private parts finally ache, ached for something. Like a pull.

I panted heavily like I ran a mile.

The prince pushed me closer to him like he was starving for me. He ran his hands over my arms, trailing, setting my skin on fire.

A sharp cry echoes through the forest. I pulled away from the kiss, panting. I looked around and saw nothing in the forest except for trees and sky. However the same cries continues.

The prince stared at me with his fixuated eyes. Sharp and powerful. He said in a calm voice, "Lets's go."

I nodded and followed him, we walked further down the lonely forest. Silent. Then my eyes lifted, a quiet serene lake with white lilies surrounded it, beauty with hidden dangers.

NIGHTMARE