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"Xeph," The sing song words sounded like nails on a chalk board to me, fingers gripping against wood so hard that it was splintering and causing my breath to practically get lodged in my throat. Back pressed against the first wall I found myself stumbling to, a hand shot over my mouth and it was my own. Silencing myself. God, I wish I was home with my annoying sister right about now. That sure beats getting stalked by a century old vampire who probably knew where I was going before I even knew myself. This place was too big, and he was too fast. "I can hear you breathing, you know.." The voice seemed closer, almost mocking me. He was mocking me. Shaking my head silently, my hand cupped tighter around my mouth. "Come on, I won't bite... hard." I felt a hand wrapping around my wrist, pulling me from around the wall to another one, but this time caging me between his body and the wood. Before I could even speak, I was met with jade green, and I was petrified. || In a world enslaved by vampire rule, Xephyr Austen stands defiant, refusing to yield to their oppressive regime. When her resistance catches the attention of the royal family, they ruthlessly extract her from the comfort of her home, demanding for her to conform to their ways for the complete freedom of her family.
ZÉRO.
