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A Vampire's Sin

( CONTAINS EXTREME MATURE CONTENT ) One is her tormenter and the other is her savior. Kidnapped into slavery, Leela keeps to herself for survival. However, her secret admirer has other plans. Who knew a life of slavery involved Versace and Prada dresses, posh parties and meeting celebrities, and diamonds and gold? She finds herself caged between the King of Vampires and her mysterious man. A lot is going on in her slave home but can she survive it? She finds there are more secrets in that place than she is prepared for. In a world of supernaturals, trust no one and beware of everyone. Who will she lean on for help? Her tormentor, savior, or both? Or maybe it's the friend who shows up out of nowhere and vows to protect her with her life. Question is; how much is she willing to do for survival? Can she play the game of chess everyone is playing or will she remain a pawn in their game? (DISCLAIMER; This may or may not be a reverse harem book ( Male Male Female romance) If it is however, the two male characters are both committed to the Female and they are not in love with each other.) I want to thank my top three fans; saywhat615, Tanysha_Rivera, and Ayesnoona. Chapters 61-80 are dedicated to you.

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Journal business (1)

I was sitting on my bed reading Alexander's diary as I had been for the past two days. My curiosity to know more was far much greater than my need to live my best life. 

How could I live it knowing I was born with a gene for immortality? What if someone tried to kill me and I didn't even know the reason why? Who was I and who were my real parents? 

I knew for a fact that Loretta was my sister because our parents had abandoned us at the orphanage. That and the resemblance between us. She had dark hair and green eyes too. So, was she immortal too? 

I wouldn't go out into the world until I satiated my curiosity. I was almost done With Alexander's diary and that was a relief because my eyes were starting to hurt. However, the more I read, the more I looked at his journal as a novel.

All those things had to be false. How could one man be that stupid?