|NOVEL UNDER RECONSTRUCTION. DO NOT READ YET| "It was never a bright idea to deceive a vampire. Yet, she did it anyway." Human enslavement at the hands of vampires has been long abolished... for the most part. The two races now live in different regions and keep to themselves. But when Hiln falls on hard times, she masks as a lower ranking vamp and finds herself working within the castle walls of the highest ranking vampire nobles. Things seem to go well until Hiln unknowingly catches the attention of one of these Lords. And nothing will prepare her for the desire and chaos that is to follow. DISACLAIMER: The cover art doesn't belong to me
¬ HILN
I snapped to attention and sat upright, wincing as my head connected with Fashire's jaw. The disillusioned experience rushed at me and I didn't know what to do at first and I turned to Fashire, attempting to offload everything onto him.
Except that he wasn't even paying me any mind.
My initial plan to look into Iruo's past had been futile. I kept failing and it had been a jarring experience. I was usually able to finally do what I put my mind to, but this had been unsuccessful, and when I had reached my goal, my initial satisfaction had died down.
Aside from 'Bala's documentations', the rest of their materials were filled with utter rubbish. A lot made sense and seemed to be created by the serpents of the earlier days rather than what I had learned so far. I had no complaints about that except for the constant disagreement my essence vibrated within me.