Owned Prologue

There is no such thing as peace in the country of Mavernem. 127 years ago it was all of Europe, but now, after it become infested with vampires, it became ‘Mavernem’.

Crimson blood always taints the streets in Mavernem. Screams of human souls and vampire chortling and biting at those innocent beings. Humans are no longer at the top of the food chain, now that vampires exist.

Vampire kings and queens rule, and mortals hardly have a right to do anything. One wrong, simple move, can lead to immediate execution.

The sad thing? There is no balance. Vampires are strong, fast and can snap a human neck in a mere second. But humans in Mavernem, are weak.

It was all horrible, but there is more.

When a vampire reaches the age of eighteen, they will be forced to drink human blood to stay alive.

Vampires under that age can survive without drinking blood, though some families let them drink blood from animals to get them to get used to that red liquid.

Or most of the vampires under that age just consume human food until they are eighteen.

So every year, a ‘blood’ ceremony is held outside the royal castle. Where a stage is set, and human girls from ages eighteen to twenty five are dressed in fine dresses and forced on stage. Name tags taped to their chests, where the girls information is listed.

Usually the most purest blood is the most expensive. Or how pretty the girl is. The only way for the girls to escape the ceremony is to wed.

The human male blood ceremony occurs two months after the human female blood ceremony. For the vampires who prefer Male blood.

But not every vampire drinks blood at this specific age or even choose a blood servent— or at least only ONE vampire didn’t let a single drop of blood go past his lips. This vampire is already twenty three.

His name is...

Davis E. Dracula, also knows as, prince Davis of Mavernem.

He is a vampire, but he refuses to drink blood. He sees it as inhuman and cruel. But there is nothing human about him, from his sick pale skin to his red glowing eyes and pearly fangs. But really, he had kindness and mystery in his heart.

Our story starts with Davis... And this is Davis P.O.V:

Davis

*Stood up shakingly and looked at the curtains* Why do I wake up in the morning, though I’m a vampire?

Davis

I still can’t comprehend how humans can fall in love with the glow of this hot jewel in the sky.

I make my way to the bathroom and look into the mirror.

Davis

Why do I even have a mirror? I can’t see my own reflection.

Davis

It is said that you can see your soul in the mirror. And it is also said, vampires don’t have souls. Which makes me kind of upset.

I look down at my body, which was pale and some parts of my skeleton are visible. Because Of the lack of ‘human blood’. I eat well, from fats and oils in small amounts, fish and meat, milk and cheese to fruits and veggies.

But these aren’t very helpful to keep a vampire body healthy. Only blood is the answer.

I pick up my necklace from the dresser, and carefully put it on. It had a topaz, my birthstone, in a web-like silver (not real silver, of course) cage.

Vampires wear necklaces with their birthstones, these kinds of necklaces have the power to form an invisible barrier between me and the sun. So vampires can roam freely without worrying to become ashes.

Davis

*grin* I feel dizy.

Davis

*Fall on the ground*

I can already hear the servants running to me in worry and hurry. But it’s too late. I felt acidity climbing up from my stomach to my throat, I tried not to, but I opened my mouth and out it went, all over the carpet. This is the fifth time in three days. I feel sick and tired.

I promised and vowed to my self since I was young to never drink human blood. And this just doesn’t make my parents happy. And what terrifies me the most is...

Davis

Will I ever give in to starvation?

Nano

Hiii! I am the author!

Nano

I hope you like it. this is my second chat story!

Nano

Thank you so much for reading!