My Bloodsucking Prince

Have you ever walked home feeling like someone was watching you? I did on the day I was kidnapped by Niall and kept captive as him and his friends food source. Vampires, they're all vampires. I'm reunited with my middle school bully and everything changes for the worse. Will I ever be the same again?



1. Chapter 1

  I was walking home from school on an unusually dark afternoon when I felt a pair of eyes staring right at me. I stop and look over my shoulders, I find to see no one in sight.

  “It’s just the weather.” I thought to myself.

  I look up into the sky to see it was dark and cloudy. A cold breeze comes and I shiver, my dirty blonde hair blows in my face and I feel the goose bumps rise up on my arms. I continue walking home, wrapping my black jacket around me. I ignore the wind blowing on me even though it feels like needles on my skin. I still feel like I’m being watched, I stop and look around again, no one is in sight.

  “What in the world?” I whispered.

  I’m now scared out of my wits, my feet walking fast on the hard concrete, I needed to get home. About ten minutes later I cross a familiar street and see my yellow house in the distance. A huge wave of relief washes through me and I start to walk slowly. I look back to see if anyone was behind me when I run into a body, hard and strong, it doesn’t move. I look up.

"Oh sorry, I didn't see you there.”

  I come to see a tall, handsome young man with short blonde hair up in a quiff and beautiful ocean blue eyes. My breath becomes caught into my throat, my hearth racing a mile a minute with his beauty melting into me. He seemed to be about 17, wearing dark jeans, white converses, a navy blue v-neck , and a dark purple zip-up hoodie. His eyes make contact with mine, and I’m hit by powerful stare. I can feel his blue eyes stare right into my soul, searching for something deep inside of me.

  “Excuse me” he says with a strong Irish accent, smiling with his purely white, perfectly strait teeth “I wasn’t paying attention, teaches me to never text and walk.”

I laugh; his joke was lame, but still kind of funny. I see him mess with his back pocket as if he was putting away his phone.

  “I’m Niall” he tells me with a smirk, “I’m new around here, and I was out looking for something to eat. What's your name love?"

  I smile and feel my cheeks get warm. I somehow finally get some words to spit out of my mouth.

  "My name is Gabriele." I smile up at him. He looks into my blue eyes, we make eye contact for what seems like forever. I had never seen anyone so beautiful who made me feel this way. The butterflies in my stomach were having a dance party, my breathing goes still for a long time. A small smile appears on his face like he had seen something he liked. I finally brake out of the trance I was in and remember that he needed help on finding a place to eat, and I needed to get home before my mom had a fit.

  ”There is a great pizza place a fourth of a mile that way.”

  I point behind me but he doesn’t look towards my hand. I notice him staring at my neck, licking his plump pink lips. It freaked me out a bit, but I went on saying,

  “It’s really good, they make everything homemade, all the topping are prepared fresh. I would love to show you were it is, but I have to head home now.”

  “I really don't feel like pizza tonight. I want something, oh I don't know, one of a kind.” he replies, brushing his white teeth with his his tongue.

  A devilish smirk appears on his face and my heart beats a mile a minute. He looks into my eyes, I suddenly receive bad shivers up my spine. I start to get a little cautious, not knowing what he will say next.

  "I wish I could help, but I need to get home, I'll see you around." I give him a final smile and head off. I start to walk past him, but then he grabs my arm, his touch sending electric shocks through my whole body.

  “Don’t move” he demands.

  I try to run but I can’t. His grip is insanely strong, like a snake holding his prey. I'm scared to death and I realize that I'm crying out of fear when I feel my cheeks getting wet. He pulls me close to his body, I can feel his hard stomach on my chest.

  “Shh, don’t be afraid, this will only hurt a little bit. Your just so beautiful Gabriele, I can't resist but to drink your blood." He whispers into my ear.

  He brings his other hand up to my face, brushing the tears on my left cheek with his cold thumb. He lifts his top lip, two white fangs grow from his pink gums, his eyes turn black as night. He tilts my head to the left and starts leaning in, biting my neck. More tears poor down my cheeks. I feel his sharp teeth sink into my skin, piercing my neck. The pain makes me cry even harder, which makes his grip on my arm get tighter. I feel the inside of me slowly emptying, I start to feeling dizzy and weak, all I see is blur. My body starts to tremble, my knees buckle and I fall, but he holds me up by my waist. Everything starts to fade; I close my eyes, knowing that I was going to die. Surprisingly he doesn't drop me. I feel him release his teeth from my neck, he licks around my wound and kisses my neck a couple of times. He takes the hand that was holding my head aside and wipes my blood of onto the back of his sleeve.

  "Hmmmm," he mumbles "I better get you some were safe so I can have you for breakfast tomorrow. The lads would love to have a taste of you, so sweet."

  He picks me up bridal style and starts to walk away. Seconds later, I take what seems like my last breath and pass out.

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