All Chapters of Sold To A Vampire: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

RUBY CARLISLE POV Today is one of the most agonizing days of my life. It’s the exact date my mother died—the same day my freedom was stripped away and I was sold. Cecilia, my stepsister, was still lost in dreamland while I ran myself ragged, juggling every household chore from top to bottom. I didn't dare put a foot wrong. My stepmother had a hair-trigger temper, and if I failed to meet her impossible standards, she'd have my head on a silver platter. Once the dishes were spotless and the house gleamed from top to bottom, I trudged back to my room, every muscle in my body protesting with each step. I was utterly spent, too exhausted to slip into my nightclothes. I simply let myself fall onto the mattress, and within moments, oblivion swept me away. I'd barely closed my eyes when my stepmother's piercing voice thundered through the house, yanking me from the brink of sleep. “Ruby!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” I sprinted through the house with my heart lodged in my throat, my leg

I was woken by an icy splash of water that struck my face with startling force, tearing me from the depths of unconsciousness. “Mom… I’ll wash the dishes later,” I mumbled groggily, my mind still adrift in the remnants of sleep. “Get on your feet before I lose my patience,” an unfamiliar voice barked, its icy edge sending a shiver down my spine. A weary groan escaped my lips as I slowly pried my eyes open and rubbed the sleep from them. In the blink of an eye, the horrifying events of the previous night came rushing back, hitting me like a freight train. I climbed out of the Lamborghini on trembling legs, only to be met by the unforgiving glare of the morning sun. Shielding my eyes with an unsteady hand, I surveyed my surroundings, my pulse quickening. The mansion looming before me was nothing short of colossal. It stood like a silent monarch, cloaked in wealth, mystery, and something far more sinister. The man with those icy blue eyes and glacial azure orbs yanked me deep

I forced myself out of bed, my body still heavy with exhaustion, and dragged my feet toward the door. Four unfamiliar men stood before me, their expressions unreadable and their stance almost threatening, as if they had come to drag me away by force. “W-w-wha… what d-do you… you w-want?” I stammered, my voice trembling uncontrollably as fear gripped me. They simply ignored me , shoved past me and stormed into the room. I stood there frozen, watching in utter disbelief as he began gathering my belongings. He folded my clothes with unsettling calmness and placed them into a small suitcase, as though my fate had already been sealed. One of them grabbed my hand and pulled me out of the room. “W-wait… what are you doing?” I stammered, my voice trembling as fear crept through every inch of me. “It’s time to serve our boss,” he said coldly. "You should be glad you're here, he said. “Serve…?” I whispered, my mind struggling to comprehend what he meant. "WTF" “He’s finall

What does he mean by “Now, undress”? Does he intend to have his way with me before sucking my blood? Jeez… why can’t he just get it over with instead of keeping me on tenterhooks? I grumbled inwardly, my heart pounding against my ribs. I had no idea where the sudden surge of courage came from. Before I could bite my tongue, the words slipped out. "Just finish me off at once!" I cried, my voice echoing through the room. What did I just utter?! Did I just fuel his rage and give him a reason to kill me on the spot? His crimson eyes suddenly blazed a terrifying shade of scarlet. “I-I… I-I’m s-s-so sorry,” I stammered, my voice trembling. “I didn’t mean to anger you.” Without a word, he began stalking toward me, his sharp fangs slowly descending from behind his lips. He pulled me closer until I was pressed against him, as though he was about to sink his fangs into my neck and drain every last drop of my blood. "I-I... I..." Then everything went black, and I fainted. ~~~~~~~~~