Here's one of my stories, short short stories, I named Vampire Contract.
I'm not supposed to fall inlove with anyone else except within the history line, and , yet, why am I falling for a different vampire. Could it be because I know that he will probably like me for more than my blood taste, but so will the other vampire eventually, so then why? Why now? Could it be that I want to be more than a life line, more than a tool? I don't know, but I do know that if I fall for another vampire than the one in our clan, the punishment will be excresheating and unforgetable as well.
As far as I know, my human tree has been owned and kept to the vampire clan known as the Red Clan. We were and are still their lifeline. We are known to have the tasted blood within the whole other clans' lifeliners. Each of our generations has a vampire partner which they were to feed and take care of their most every needs. We had a contract signed by our great ancestors saying as long as we supply the vampires with our blood in exchange for protection from by the vampires from other vampires trying to steal us away. If kidnapped and soon to be drinken by a vampire outside the Red Clan we are to kill ourselves before they take our blood. In this process though we must not shed our own blood for our killing and must do an inter bleeding of the organs so they'll have to taste our own cold, wet blood that is defiled and has no heavenly taste what-so-ever. Yes are lives are hard lives indeed and I don't know how they can live through this day in and day out.
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