Sold to the Devil Himself
"I will never be sold to such a filthy monster, your kind! " I spat.
His voice was low, husky. " I don't think you have much of a choice." His lips travelled down my neck stopping just above my collar bone.
"You can say whatever you want. " I breathed. Pushing him away from me, "But it will sure be one hell of a ride. "
Raven is an eighteen year old with a dis functional family. Although she thought leaving would be smart, her opinion changes once taken and auctioned off as a personal blood bag.
Pairing Raven and her sarcastic ways with a domineering and controlling vampire will be one hell of a ride.
So why not take it?