A Darker Life
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Category:
Vampire › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
5
Views:
3,312
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Chapter 1
A/N: I took it down so that I could repost it with an incest warning. I thought that I had put it in the first time around but I guess not. Sorry to those of you that weren't prepared for it. I really thought that I had put it in there. Just to let you know, chapter 5 is the last act of incest in here so please don't let that keep you from reading my story. If it does then I'll go on living all the same. Thank you for reading and reviewing my story.
Summary: When Muse is kidnapped by a vampire and given to the Prince of the Undead as a birthday gift, she finds herself the slave of a power-hungry man. She is forced to do things that she never dreamed of doing to anyone, not even her fiancé. After a week of living as the Prince’s slave, he lets her go so she can return to her normal life but not before giving her a parting gift. What she doesn’t know is that the ‘gift’ is something that could cause her more pain than staying with the Undead Prince ever could. Assassins now hunt her like a wounded animal and she has no idea why. Muse now has no one to turn to and no one to save her. In a desperate attempt to keep herself alive, she hires a sidhe warrior to act as he personal bodyguard. But is he really there to protect her from the hunting men or does he want something more? Something that Muse isn’t willing to give…her life.
Chapter 1
Muse stood in the tiny pool of pale yellow light that the dim streetlight hovering above her offered. She glanced down at her watched and sighed in exasperation. It was her turn to cook dinner for his family and she knew that Kyle would be pissed if she didn’t show up in time to have it done before they arrived. Pulling her jacket closer around her, Muse tilted her head skyward. She prayed silently that the bus would arrive soon. She only had an hour and a half to have everything ready before his mother showed up. Muse knew that the old hag would go on forever about how her ‘poor baby’ had to wait for his dinner and if he still lived at home he wouldn’t have had to wait so long.
Grinding her teeth, Muse started walking along the dark sidewalk. She didn’t have time to wait around for a fucking bus that was running late. She had half a mind to complain to the bus company about their drivers but she knew that it wouldn’t do any good. Shoving her hands into her pockets, Muse trudged down the dark, cold sidewalk. She knew that it wasn’t safe to wander the streets alone at night. She knew that you didn’t hear vampires when they decided that they didn’t want to be heard. She knew that she was the perfect bait. All of these things had been drilled into her head ever since she was old enough to understand the difference between the human race and the ‘minions of hell’.
Despite all of her training and all of the lectures, Muse wasn’t prepared for her body to go limp and her world to go black.
The fog cleared slowly and her eyes fluttered open. She was lying on a bed surrounded by black and white silk pillows and she had no fucking idea where she was. Groaning, Muse sat up slowly, automatically regretting doing so. A hissing breath escaped through clenched teeth as tiny shards of glass pricked her skin. Muse looked down the line of her body, gasping when she caught sight of the clothes she was wearing. They weren’t her own that was for sure. They looked like some kind of costume from a porno. The dress was nothing more than silver gauze with bits of glass strung through it.
“He’ll like you.” a smooth voice said.
Muse looked quickly towards the voice and tensed at the sight of the pale-skinned woman standing to the left of the bed. She was a beautiful woman with long raven hair, almond-shaped blue eyes, slender features, high cheekbones, and breasts to make a breast-implant surgeon drool. A smile turned the corners of her lush lips upward but she said nothing. The woman snapped her slender fingers, giving Muse a look at her golden claw-like nails. A pair of dark-skinned woman came out of the shadows and lifted the young woman off of the bed.
“Let me go you fucking corpses!” she growled, fighting against their steely grips.
The busty woman laughed wickedly. “A feisty little human.” she said.
The two women laughed, a sound that grinded on the young woman’s nerves. They shoved Muse down onto her knees on the cushioned seat of a four-manned litter. A third woman appeared out of the shadows and tied Muse’s hands with a cord made of the same material as her see-through gauze-and-glass dress. She winced, sucking a sharp breath through her teeth but she said nothing. Her bright green eyes burned with anger when the voluptuous woman moved to kneel beside the litter. Muse averted her face, hiding her face behind her short violet locks.
“You’ll do just fine.” she whispered in Muse’s ear. “My brother will most certainly like you.”
Muse turned her face back to vampire woman slowly, menacingly. “I’ll see you in hell for this, you undead bitch.” she growled.
“You’ll be seeing me a lot more, slave girl.” said the vampiress. “My brother will break you human.”
Muse glared at the woman. “No one can break me.” she growled.
“We’ll see.” the vampiress whispered. “We’ll see.”
She snapped her fingers a third time and four men appeared at each post of the litter. Muse’s eyes widened when she caught sight of the clothing they wore. Their upper body was completely bare, for the enjoyment of women everywhere obviously, and they wore the tiniest bit of black silk cloth that barely covered their buttocks and genitals. They lifted the litter effortlessly, jostling Muse as they did so and followed behind the lovely vampire lady. She growled like a feral animal at the four men as they carried her litter through a large set of oaken doors and into a torch-lit corridor. Muse pulled against her bounds, growling angrily as the glass pierced her flesh and drew tiny droplets of blood around the shards.
A moan came from somewhere near the front of the litter and one man stumbled, pitching Muse forward. “Hey!” she shouted.
“Sorry.” the man said nervously. “Blood drives us wild, miss.”
Muse rolled onto her shoulder. “No,” she said. “It’s fine.”
The men carried the litter down twisting and turning corridors for what seemed like an eternity to her. When they finally reached a pair of monstrous black doors, Muse’s stomach clenched with fear. What awaited her on the other side? The doors swung open and she slammed her eyes shut as a wave of bright light washed over her. Murmurs filled the air as the sexy men marched down a long aisle lined with scantly clad men and women. They set her down before a silver throne where a tall man with long blond hair, blue eyes, and pale skin sat.
“Prince Sin!” the woman said loud enough so that her lovely voice carried throughout the vast room. “I present you with this delicious little human.”
The man named Sin gazed down at Muse, his eyebrow lifting when he realized how lovely the human laying on the litter truly was. He glanced at the woman and smiled slightly. “You did very well, Princess Ocean.” he said. “I do thank you for your thoughtful gift.”
Ocean smiled darkly at her brother. “It was my pleasure, brother.” she said in a voice that rang with something more than sibling affection.
“You men, take her to my chambers.” he said. “I’ll be there shortly to have a taste of what this little human can offer a prince like me.”
The men bowed, lifted the litter once more, and carried Muse away. As she passed through the double doors once more, Muse caught Princess Ocean staring at her. A shiver ran down her spine at the sight of the fierce anger that burned in her blue eyes. The doors slammed shut behind the retreating litter and Prince Sin’s new slave.
Now I’m all dressed up with only one place to go. Muse thought bitterly.
Summary: When Muse is kidnapped by a vampire and given to the Prince of the Undead as a birthday gift, she finds herself the slave of a power-hungry man. She is forced to do things that she never dreamed of doing to anyone, not even her fiancé. After a week of living as the Prince’s slave, he lets her go so she can return to her normal life but not before giving her a parting gift. What she doesn’t know is that the ‘gift’ is something that could cause her more pain than staying with the Undead Prince ever could. Assassins now hunt her like a wounded animal and she has no idea why. Muse now has no one to turn to and no one to save her. In a desperate attempt to keep herself alive, she hires a sidhe warrior to act as he personal bodyguard. But is he really there to protect her from the hunting men or does he want something more? Something that Muse isn’t willing to give…her life.
Chapter 1
Muse stood in the tiny pool of pale yellow light that the dim streetlight hovering above her offered. She glanced down at her watched and sighed in exasperation. It was her turn to cook dinner for his family and she knew that Kyle would be pissed if she didn’t show up in time to have it done before they arrived. Pulling her jacket closer around her, Muse tilted her head skyward. She prayed silently that the bus would arrive soon. She only had an hour and a half to have everything ready before his mother showed up. Muse knew that the old hag would go on forever about how her ‘poor baby’ had to wait for his dinner and if he still lived at home he wouldn’t have had to wait so long.
Grinding her teeth, Muse started walking along the dark sidewalk. She didn’t have time to wait around for a fucking bus that was running late. She had half a mind to complain to the bus company about their drivers but she knew that it wouldn’t do any good. Shoving her hands into her pockets, Muse trudged down the dark, cold sidewalk. She knew that it wasn’t safe to wander the streets alone at night. She knew that you didn’t hear vampires when they decided that they didn’t want to be heard. She knew that she was the perfect bait. All of these things had been drilled into her head ever since she was old enough to understand the difference between the human race and the ‘minions of hell’.
Despite all of her training and all of the lectures, Muse wasn’t prepared for her body to go limp and her world to go black.
The fog cleared slowly and her eyes fluttered open. She was lying on a bed surrounded by black and white silk pillows and she had no fucking idea where she was. Groaning, Muse sat up slowly, automatically regretting doing so. A hissing breath escaped through clenched teeth as tiny shards of glass pricked her skin. Muse looked down the line of her body, gasping when she caught sight of the clothes she was wearing. They weren’t her own that was for sure. They looked like some kind of costume from a porno. The dress was nothing more than silver gauze with bits of glass strung through it.
“He’ll like you.” a smooth voice said.
Muse looked quickly towards the voice and tensed at the sight of the pale-skinned woman standing to the left of the bed. She was a beautiful woman with long raven hair, almond-shaped blue eyes, slender features, high cheekbones, and breasts to make a breast-implant surgeon drool. A smile turned the corners of her lush lips upward but she said nothing. The woman snapped her slender fingers, giving Muse a look at her golden claw-like nails. A pair of dark-skinned woman came out of the shadows and lifted the young woman off of the bed.
“Let me go you fucking corpses!” she growled, fighting against their steely grips.
The busty woman laughed wickedly. “A feisty little human.” she said.
The two women laughed, a sound that grinded on the young woman’s nerves. They shoved Muse down onto her knees on the cushioned seat of a four-manned litter. A third woman appeared out of the shadows and tied Muse’s hands with a cord made of the same material as her see-through gauze-and-glass dress. She winced, sucking a sharp breath through her teeth but she said nothing. Her bright green eyes burned with anger when the voluptuous woman moved to kneel beside the litter. Muse averted her face, hiding her face behind her short violet locks.
“You’ll do just fine.” she whispered in Muse’s ear. “My brother will most certainly like you.”
Muse turned her face back to vampire woman slowly, menacingly. “I’ll see you in hell for this, you undead bitch.” she growled.
“You’ll be seeing me a lot more, slave girl.” said the vampiress. “My brother will break you human.”
Muse glared at the woman. “No one can break me.” she growled.
“We’ll see.” the vampiress whispered. “We’ll see.”
She snapped her fingers a third time and four men appeared at each post of the litter. Muse’s eyes widened when she caught sight of the clothing they wore. Their upper body was completely bare, for the enjoyment of women everywhere obviously, and they wore the tiniest bit of black silk cloth that barely covered their buttocks and genitals. They lifted the litter effortlessly, jostling Muse as they did so and followed behind the lovely vampire lady. She growled like a feral animal at the four men as they carried her litter through a large set of oaken doors and into a torch-lit corridor. Muse pulled against her bounds, growling angrily as the glass pierced her flesh and drew tiny droplets of blood around the shards.
A moan came from somewhere near the front of the litter and one man stumbled, pitching Muse forward. “Hey!” she shouted.
“Sorry.” the man said nervously. “Blood drives us wild, miss.”
Muse rolled onto her shoulder. “No,” she said. “It’s fine.”
The men carried the litter down twisting and turning corridors for what seemed like an eternity to her. When they finally reached a pair of monstrous black doors, Muse’s stomach clenched with fear. What awaited her on the other side? The doors swung open and she slammed her eyes shut as a wave of bright light washed over her. Murmurs filled the air as the sexy men marched down a long aisle lined with scantly clad men and women. They set her down before a silver throne where a tall man with long blond hair, blue eyes, and pale skin sat.
“Prince Sin!” the woman said loud enough so that her lovely voice carried throughout the vast room. “I present you with this delicious little human.”
The man named Sin gazed down at Muse, his eyebrow lifting when he realized how lovely the human laying on the litter truly was. He glanced at the woman and smiled slightly. “You did very well, Princess Ocean.” he said. “I do thank you for your thoughtful gift.”
Ocean smiled darkly at her brother. “It was my pleasure, brother.” she said in a voice that rang with something more than sibling affection.
“You men, take her to my chambers.” he said. “I’ll be there shortly to have a taste of what this little human can offer a prince like me.”
The men bowed, lifted the litter once more, and carried Muse away. As she passed through the double doors once more, Muse caught Princess Ocean staring at her. A shiver ran down her spine at the sight of the fierce anger that burned in her blue eyes. The doors slammed shut behind the retreating litter and Prince Sin’s new slave.
Now I’m all dressed up with only one place to go. Muse thought bitterly.