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Chapter 5 This is NOT my home!

Word Count: 1578    |    Released on: 03/08/2023

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ho saw it. My mom once explained that it was because of who my father was, but I didn't even know him! I never saw him. Belinda walked over with her arms crossed and was probably about to say something or do something really cruel when the nun walked

. I knew by now not to cross her! Why did I even open my damn mouth? Because she was wrong! The beasts betrayed the ancient and that wa

d of me. We weren't allowed to fight. At least, not until we were in dhampir

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ng something different. Different styles, colours, and fabrics. At the castle, you had to wear the uniform of your department. The only ones I knew of that could wear whatever they wanted were the actual royals and from what I saw in the books and what I heard. Royal clothing could be pretty extravagant. Their buildings were all built out of wood, whereas at the castle everything w

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ndfather make us out to be." He sighed and walked off. Yet, another thing, if he thought his words would make me feel guilty for my private thoughts,

e now holding me here as a prisoner! I would gladly go back!" My arms were waving about and I probably looked like a crazy person, b

n his face as he mumbled. "That sure as hell sounded like a princess to me." But I didn't have

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ong life. Believe it or not, there was a time when we as vampires were seen as beasts. The monsters who killed loved ones. A time before, my ancestors created a kingdom where we could safely be who we were with people wh

ded to see her for myself! If she wasn't th

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. Then she made me think of a spoiled little princess. Either way, I couldn't stop looking at her and it was taking everything inside me not to grab her and make her mine. I didn't even know if she would

f they had a son, my mate would die! I couldn't imagine doing that to someone you loved. That was yet another question I had. Did they even love? Did they know what it was to lo

repeat itself and I was fast running the

house. "He is here." I sighed. I had hoped that if we came to an agreement with

er protesting that she was not a princess, but after both her f

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iscussions would take place. That I knew for sure. I had to find out who he was rushing off to see each time! If it was my people, I might be able to go back h

beast bit you, that was it! You would turn into one of them and never be able to return. Never be able to become part of their little group. Doomed to walk the world alone

t, I would be happy even if they sent me to the convent as long as I didn't have to stay there! I can't picture spending the rest of my life in this dum

at he believed dhampir drank blood. I never tasted a drop, except for the odd injury, and couldn't actually imagine drinking the stuff, b

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“Born Lady Viktoria, I am the daughter of the playboy prince Victor of house Ezorona. My father is second in line to the throne after his brother, but since I was born a dhampir, I will never be a part of their royal world. I am a half-blood. Half-vampire, half-human with no real power in our kingdom. That is until I am kidnapped by the werewolf Alpha Fynn, the saints intervene and my entire world is turned upside down.”