I remember the first time I saw him.
His pale skin, his dark ebony eyes and his black hair which waved its way down to the end of his chin.
He was so beautiful, but…
He was also a vampire
His beautiful ebony eyes bore into my ice blue, glacier ones and I could feel him trying to manipulate my mind, making me obey commands to his demands.
In a flash his mouth was on my neck, his fangs piercing into my soft olive flesh.
A small moan escaped from my paralyzed mouth and I could feel the steady liquid run through my veins; a liquid that was better than drugs.
When he released me, my whole world was gone.
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His Personal Slave Part 1: FireTeen Fiction
Sasha was a normal teenage girl ... until the day she was kidnapped from her home town. Sasha's life all hanged on her decisions ... decisions that could mean slow and painful death or to become a sex slave for the rest of her life ... a sex slave...