Her Darkness, His Light

In a world dominated by powerful Royal Pure Blood Vampires, humanity is little more than a blood source and slave class. Yet, even in the shadow of tyranny, pockets of defiant hope persist. When the annual 'Great Sacrifice' threatens her small, found family, Eve, a human girl with a mysterious past, finds herself thrust into the heart of the Vampiric Kingdom. Will she uncover the truth of her origins and find a way to survive, or become another casualty in a world consumed by darkness? Dive into a tale where survival means more than just breathing, and every choice could ignite a spark of light against an overwhelming night.

Her Darkness, His Light

In a world dominated by powerful Royal Pure Blood Vampires, humanity is little more than a blood source and slave class. Yet, even in the shadow of tyranny, pockets of defiant hope persist. When the annual 'Great Sacrifice' threatens her small, found family, Eve, a human girl with a mysterious past, finds herself thrust into the heart of the Vampiric Kingdom. Will she uncover the truth of her origins and find a way to survive, or become another casualty in a world consumed by darkness? Dive into a tale where survival means more than just breathing, and every choice could ignite a spark of light against an overwhelming night.

The air in our small home hung thick with unspoken dread, a familiar tension that had settled deep into our bones like the chill of winter. Outside, the familiar mechanical groan of heavy wagon wheels rumbled through the narrow streets of the Vampiric Kingdom, growing louder with each passing second.

Alex, ever the leader, his face etched with grim determination, whispered urgently, "Quick! Hide and be quiet. Henri, close the curtains. Tonya, lights off."

We huddled together in the cramped kitchen, a desperate, silent huddle of fear. Alex held me tightly, his arm a desperate anchor, while my right hand clasped Tonya's clammy palm. Kyle and Henri pressed in close behind us, their breathing shallow and uneven.

We all knew the routine. This was the collection, the monthly grim lottery. If they chose our house, if we were ordered into that wagon, there was no refusal. No appeal. Just a one-way trip to the palace, to become another 'servant' in the Royal Vampires' gilded cage.