The Fodder Queen: A Vampire’s Muse
[!!!Mature Content!!!] *Triggers listed below* Adeline Weston is a peasant. A lucky one, however, if you wish to call her that. Her secret lover is one of the highest nobility; the prince of Ravenvale, Oliver Ambrose. Though, they’re forbidden to be together. Nonetheless, she loves him with everything in her and he loves her just the same, even promising her that he would make her his queen when he takes over the kingdom. But it’s mostly wish-washy. Nobility and poverty do not mix according to the laws; laws that result in a punishment as severe as banishment or execution if broken. Adeline and Oliver were on a very fine line. A peasant isn't supposed to be with nobility because they have nothing to offer. Or so his parents unfortunately pounded into the minds of their Kingdom. But Adeline and Oliver try and think otherwise. They only want to believe that they're going to be a loving family and live happily ever after eventually. After all, they’ve been friends for 11 years so why couldn’t they make something work? Perhaps it’s the fact that, not only was he cursed, but his entire family as well; A curse that made them crave human blood? Or is it the other man she is to be wed to instead, in a nearly arranged marriage by the ones she loves? Join Adeline as she attempts to fight for her happiness, though beware; She only has until she’s 22 years old to find it, otherwise she will be banished. Though the location citizens are banished to is a lot closer than anticipated…. +++++++++++++ -Smut content will be more soft-core. Chapters will have (R18) -Triggers: Pregnancy loss, violence, blood, so on.... -1st Person POV: Default is Adeline's -Slow Burn Romance (first 30ish chapters are fast, but after will be steady) -My own little fantasy version of a mainly medieval/Victorian mashup setting -Not a reverse harem in any way, but there are a couple love interests. —-—-— Thank you to all that take the time to read my stories. I appreciate every read, collection, and comment. It literally makes me giddy with joy lol and makes my day all the much better! Love You Everyone
Broken
The knife Oliver was forced to wield had obviously never been used for anything but small cuts; the blade was anything but dull. Instead of a simple pressure against my throat, every time I simply swallowed, I felt my skin open slightly.
Though I remained strong. I refused to let them see me break any longer.
I was tired of being used, abused, then tossed aside. My parents, my friends, everyone that ever mattered to me was gone; I was going to stay strong for them.
I was going to show the recluse royals that, despite everything they had done to me, I would not die broken.
"Well, what are you waiting for, Oliver?" His sister asked with a scathing hiss; I refused to open my eyes, but I could feel her glaring at me as she impatiently awaited her next drink.
She was sitting with her back against the wall of blood, next to her mother, the Queen; Mary Ambrose.