|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
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Dana growled, slamming another book on the desk before me, "No matter who or what she is, I do not agree with this nonsense."
I muttered under my breath without raising my head to look up at her, "Yet here you are helping me."
"Not like you would even listen when I tell you not to," she grumbled and straightened. "This is no joke—" she started again, in a bid to make me change my mind.
I should have expected this.
I sighed loudly, stopped flipping through large pages and I clenched my jaw, my eyes dead set on the book. If I were to look up at my sister, it would be an interchange of hardened glares.
"Why are you even hell-bent on having someone like her take the throne with you?" a disgruntled Lorn questioned, taking off his glasses for a quick wipe.
"Yes, Venti," Dana added, peering down at me. "Do enlighten us as to why you're making such—"