vampire princess by rachelannhazeldine (readnow .TXT) 📕

Chapter 1

Chloe Johnson walked though the crowded club with her best friend Judith.
It had been three days since she had been ungrounded, and Chloe was ready to party hard. At the mischievous age of sixteen Chloe wanted to live life to the full, even if that meant using a fake ID to go be able to drink alcohol at a night club.
“We just get some seats” Chloe shouted over the obstreperous music.
Judith nodded in agreement as they searched for empty seats to sit in.
Luckily they ended up seating as far away from the stereos as possible, leaving them able to faintly hear each other speak.
“We should have gone somewhere quieter” Judith complained, and took a deep swig of her cocktail.
“Then you would have moaned that it was to quiet” Chloe told her with a small laugh.
Judith was well known at school for wailing over the smallest things, which got everyone laughing when the teachers were near enough clawing their hair out.
Looking around the room, Chloe noticed a few of the men ogling here.
She was used to it though, no matter what age the male race always seemed to be drooling over her.
Chloe had always been statuesque, with her long legs, and great posture. She had long platinum hair stood out with her sun-kissed hair and large cocoa coloured eyes. Her body was slim, with the right amount of curves in the right places. It also comforted her to know that she didn’t look a thing like her parents.
When she turned back to her friend, Chloe was beaming with happiness.
Knowing that people desired her made Chloe feel twice as good about herself.
“Half the people in the club are looking at you” Judith whispered with a giggle.
Chloe shrugged “as if I actually care, I could have ten times better than anyone in this hell hole.”
Chloe knew that none of the men there didn’t stand a chance with her, well not as long as she want drunk that it. When she was drunk she had woken up in places before that she didn’t even want to think about, and most of the time she ended up waking up to people that she usually turned her nose up at.
“Are you positive about that?” Judith challenged her “because there is a man over there that is staring at you that I think even the queen would even stop and drool over.”
Chloe rolled her eyes “no one is that good-looking Judith, you’re just being melodramatic!”
Turning around to see what all the fuss is about, Chloe mentally swallowed her words.
The guy she was seeing was as mind-blowing as one of the Greek gods. He was tall and elegant, with short curly brown hair, and coffee coloured skin. His coal black eyes stared into hers, forcing her heart to miss a beat it two.
“I think you have proofed me wrong” Chloe murmured to Judith.
“Are you going to go over to him?” Judith asked her eagerly.
Chloe looked at her friend in shock, and hissed “are you crazy? I don’t even know him, and I haven’t even finished my first drink yet.”
Judith let out a frustrated sigh “this is a once in a life time opportunity Chloe, if you not going to do this for me, at least do it for me!”
Chloe felt suddenly sorry for Judith.
Judith might have the most perfect hair, and know how to dress for the latest trends, but she had never been able to talk to a hot guy without puking over him.
Smiling at her friend, Chloe said “fine I will go speak to him, but if this goes exceedingly bad I will blame it all on you!”
“Hurry up then, he isn’t going to sit around watching you forever!” Judith said, a grin appearing on her cheeky looking face.
With a sigh, Chloe stood up and walked slowly to the hot looking man.
When she got to his table, Chloe gave him one of her best smiles and said “excuse me, but may I sit with you?”
The man looked her up and down, and seemed to be pleased with what he saw.
Chloe was relieved that she was wearing one of her short black skirts, and tight fitting tops that she only put on when her parents were not around.
“That’s entirely up to you” the man said, leaning back in his chair.
Chloe sat down closely to him and said “I’m Chloe by the way, Chloe Johnson.”
The man licked his lips and said “I go by the name Blake.”
Chloe felt proud that she got him to tell her his name so early in the conversation.
“It’s nice to meet you Blake” she purred.
“You don’t come here often” he noted, leaning closer to her “I would have remembered a pretty face like yours.”
She gave him a flirty smile “I’m sure you would.” She told him.
“You also don’t seem the time to go up to strange men in bars.” He said.
“Some things are just worth trying” she told him, she was so close to him now that there lips were almost touching, she could feel his warm breath against her delicate skin, making shivers dance up and down her spine.
At that point, she knew that he had her hooked, line, and sinker.
“It’s getting noisy in here” she told him, placing her hand on his thigh “shall we ditch this place.”
“Are you sure you want to leave your friend over there all on her own?” she asked her, breathing heavily.
Mischief gleamed in Chloe’s eyes “I’m sure that she will be perfectly fine without me.”
Taking him by the hand, Chloe pulled Blake to his feet, and led him out of the crowded night club.
“Where shall we go?” she asked him, pressing herself closely against him.
“My place will do” he whispered, his lips pressing against hers.
Chloe’s arms automatically wrapped themselves around his neck as the kiss deepened.
She knew that if he knew her real age he would probably be revolted, but Chloe didn’t care, he wouldn’t ever find out anyway.
The kiss ended much to sooner than Chloe wanted, and Blake smiled down at her.
“I have my car parked around the corner, are you ready to go?” he asked.
Chloe licked her swollen lips and nodded, unable to get a word out of her mouth.
She followed Blake to his car, and quickly got into the passenger side.
“I only live a few streets away.” Blake told her, turning on the car heater.
It started to rain cats and dogs outside, which was by all means normal for the English weather, as well as getting darkness covering the night sky outside by the second.
By the time they reached Blake’s house, Chloe was getting even more anxious to get into his house so she could prove herself not to just be a little girl playing an adults game.
Chloe learnt that Blake was a gentleman when he opened the car door for her to get out.
She smiled at him when as she got out of the car, and as they ran to the house to get out of the rain.
The inside of the house wasn’t at all as Chloe would have expected, everything seemed so…old-fashioned. Everything she saw was dark coloured, mostly greys and blacks. There were paintings on the walls of people that looked to be in the Victorian era, and one of them men seemed disturbingly similar to Blake.
“Let’s go into the living room.” Blake said, taking Chloe’s hand, and leading her into another room.
This room was probably bigger than two of Chloe’s rooms at home, with no television just a radio and two sofas to sit on.
Sitting himself on the sofa, Blake pulled Chloe onto his lap, and quickly started kissing her again.
After freezing for a second, Chloe responded without thinking.
Chloe took a shaky breath as she felt her top being tugged down, and as Blake started placing small kisses on her neck.
Before she knew what was happening, Chloe felt a sharp sting in her neck, making her whimper, just as her world went dark.


Chapter 2

When Chloe woke she felt like the whole word had been lifted up from her shoulder, she felt energetic, so…strong. It was as if she had been carrying stones inside of her all of her life, and they had finally been taken out.
She could hear shouting closely, as if someone was having an argument in her ears, but when she opened her eyes she could see no one in sight.
What flabbergasted her was that everything looked so much vivid, and much more detailed, as if she as seeing through some sort of microscope that made her see things for what they clearly were.
Sitting up, Chloe looked around the room to see where she was, from what she could tell she was in Blake’s living room.
Just then her whole body froze, why couldn’t she remember what had happened the night before, had he drugged her, or worse…rapped her?
Following the voices that she heard before, Chloe walked into a large kitchen, and then abruptly froze.
Blake was sitting down at the table, watching a marvellous girl pace the room, looking like she could be some sort of goddess, or at least a fairytale princess with her snowy white hair, and paper white skin.
When they saw that Chloe was standing at the doorway, they both froze.
“We didn’t think you would be awake for a few more hours.” Blake told her when he finally spoke, feeling the silent gaps in the air around them.
“What happened?” Chloe croaked as tears formed in her eyes “what did you do to me?”
Instead of answering her, the girl turned to Blake and said “this is your entire fault Blake, if you had just done what I suggested we would have never even been in the predicament.”
Blake rubbed his temples and said to the girl “I don’t like to be told what to do Mary, and how on earth was I supposed to now that she was just a child.”
Chloe could feel heat rising up in her cheeks, so he had guessed her age then.
“This is why!” Mary exclaimed, pointing to Chloe’s freshly heated cheeks.
A new found confidence boiled up in Chloe, and she abruptly said “didn’t your mother ever teach you that it is rude to point.”
The two people stared at her, and suddenly Blake was laughing to death.
“You have some guts kid” he told her “I don’t think anyone has said that to her before in her life time.”
Taking a shaky breath Chloe said “I’m going home.”
Blake stopped laughing at once then told her “you can’t go home; it’s just not a possibility.”
“I wont tell anyone what has happened” she promised them, tears coming out of her eyes “no one will ever know.”
Suddenly Mary put an arm around Chloe’s shoulder and gave Blake a dirty look.
“It’s not that honey” Mary told her “we just can’t let you go…yet. There are some things that we need to discuss, and some people that you need to meet.”
More tears flooded through Chloe’s eyes, they could be rapists for all she knew, or they could be selling her to these people that they wanted her to meet!
“I promise you want get hurt” Mary said “there is something you need to know, but we can’t exactly tell you yet, we don’t know how you will react to the news.”
The worst