The Life Of A Hurt Vampire by Breanna Davis (best finance books of all time .TXT) 📖

Chapter Two Best Friends Come Around at The Right time, I'm such a lucky bitch!

I sunk my fangs into the demon and drunk its blood. It barely made me stronger.
“Stupid ass demons! Your blood taste like s-h-i-t!”
Meme! Why did you leave? I don’t want to quit! I love you! You are my bestfriend!

I gasped. God, I’m stupid.
I sunk my fangs into another demon, but didn’t swallow its blood. I spit it out and lunged at another.
I’m under attack. Fucking demons . . . their bloods taste like shit! I need some oversized dogs here!

WHERE!?!
My front lawn.

“Stop attacking me you assholes!”
Another one lunged at me, and I remembered that they can’t talk to anyone but their own species.
I grunted as I ripped off the demon’s head with my hands and my fangs.
I could feel my fangs growing larger as my anger got larger. I felt my eyes blaze red, and I knew I was going to go on a killing spree. Number one reason why, people hate vampires. We are a major threat to them, if they piss us off. But, at least we have control! And we are finnnnnnnnnnnee as hella!
I growled and took down twenty demons, not caring about the screams and yells coming around me.
I felt the demon’s scratched that could kill was ineffective on vampires. The only way they could kill me is if they take off my head and burn me to ashes.
“Meme!” I heard someone growl.
I turned and saw Charles with his and Liam’s pack and I saw Ashley already charging for the demons.
Charles ran after me, turning into a werewolf. I climbed on his back and I felt my fangs sink a little back into my gums. I saw pink instead of red, and I wasn’t that angry.
“Thanks Charliepooh,” I whispered into his ear.
I watched as Charles grew bigger every time a demon looked at me the wrong way. His anger grew as he had the need the to protect.
I smirked, knowing we had this battle.

Chapter Three Charles, You better shut your mouth ho'!

Blood covered my lawn and I groaned.
“I am not licking up all this blood! Their blood taste like shit on rice!”
Ashley chuckled.
“I fucking agree!” she said gagging.
All the werewolves changed back to normal, and not only did I have a lawn full of blood, but naked boys.
“Remind me why we don’t have girls on in our pack? I mean, like I’m getting sick of all these dicks in my face!” Will groaned.
I giggled.
“I like all the dicks.” I purred, eyeing Sean.
Sean blushed and looked away.
“Let’s go before Meme start having sex with Sean,” Charles said picking me up in his arms.
“We have to talk,” he said, looking into my eyes.
I nodded.
He held me close to his chest as he gave orders.
“Liam’s pack, get rid of the bodies. My pack, get rid of the blood. Then, you guys are all clear to go home.”
I tugged on his shirt.
He looked back at me and leaned closer to me.
“Have someone clean up my house,” I said, and smirked.
“Meme, no! You clean it up!”
“But, your pack did it! I don’t have a oversized mutant body! Your pack does!”
He groaned and looked away.
“I’ll tell my dad to hire a maid.”
I smiled.
“Cool with Meme! Now carry me to my room, my sexy peasant.”
“I’m not your peasant!” He groaned, but started walking.
“Then, you are my sexy doggy warrior!”
“I am not a dog!”
My mouth opened in a big ‘ o’
“You are such a liar you son of a dodo ball! You turn into one like every day! Do you have Alzheimer’s every time you turn into one?”
He rolled his eyes.
“Shut up, Meme!” he said coldly.
I bit my lip and looked down. My bottom lip quivered and I looked away. My vision blurred with every tear that collected in my eyes.
“Are you crying?” Charles asked appalled.
I nodded.
“O-only because my house is destroyed,” I lied.
He sighed.
“I’m sorry, Meme.”
I lifted my chin and didn’t look his way.
I don’t understand why he ever challenged me. He knows I’m going to win! Like, seriously? I’m MEME BITCH! I got some fucking awesome skills, ho’! I enter your dreams like fucking FREDDY ,BITCH!
“Talk to me,” he whined.
I shook my head and jumped out his arms.
“I’ll walk the rest of the way.”
I decided that I was going to be stubborn until I felt the need to forgive him. He talked to me whichever way he pleases and think it is ok. He says he loves me but only shows it when I’m in danger! Like, really? Look at Liam and Ashley! He treats her like queen!
I shook my head angrily and in inhuman speed ran into my room, shutting the door.
“Meme! I’m sorry! I love you!”
“Shut it!” I growled.
I heard him whimpering on the other side of the door, but I didn’t care.
I decided I was going to enter his dreams tonight and make his dreams into a nightmare.
I hopped into bed and turned on the flat screen TV on my wall. I closed my eyes, and talking to my gift.
“Tell me when Charles sleep, and when he does let me seek into it and give him a scare,”
I smiled as I felt my gift at work.
I sighed and watched ‘True Blood’

Chapter Four Trick Went Bad But Oh The Fucking Well!

It was easy turning Charles dream into a nightmare. He was going to have a dream about me, happy with my mate cradling my baby. (I’m telling you these protectors really do want the best for you! Kindaa stalkerish, but uhmm… you get use to it!)But, I turned it into me dying, and he couldn’t do anything about it.
I jumped out of bed quick. I hated sleeping. Wasting muh life on that ishh!
I walked into Ashley’s room and she was sound asleep. I smirked, and jumped on her.
“Wake uppppp SLUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT! TIME FOR FUCKING SCHOOL DICK WAD!”
Ashley shoved me off her and sat up straight in bed. She rubbed her temples before she got up.
“You are a pain in the ass, but I sure do love you,” she kissed my forehead and I gagged.
“I love you and all, Ash, but DAMN! Yo breath kicking me in my face and nostrils and shit, and it isn’t cute, enjoyable or nun’! Golly!”
I held my nose and scrunched up my face.
Ashley gasped and ran from the room and into the bathroom.
I laughed and swung my book bag on my back and walked outside, when I was nearly knocked over by a anxious Charles.
“Meme! Are you alright? I’m so sorry. I love you. I so freaking love you!” He held me tight to his body and kissed me all over.
He set a wet gooey kiss right on my lips and I smiled.
“Aren’t you going to wipe off the kiss?” Charles asked.
I knew I had his spit on my lips, but I could care less.
“Nope. I’m going to lick it off.”
He smiled as I lick his spit off of my lips.
“Mmm, tasty. Makes me wonder how your blood taste!”
He groaned and I chuckled.
“Anyway, bitch, I have to go get ready for school.”
“If you aren’t ready why are you out here?”
“First, do not question me, ho’! And second, look for yourself,” I said pointing towards the door where Ashley stood naked, searching for me.
“Right here, babe!” I hollered and her head snapped towards me. Then, she looked at Charles.
“Nice body, Ash!” Charles yelled and laughed.
Ashley blushed and ran back into the house.
“Let’s go, my sexy warrior!” I said and jumped into his arms.
He held me to his chest and walked into my house.
I should say his house too, since his father is paying the bills but oh the fuck well!
He threw me on the bed, and he went to my closet.
He came back with black skinnies and a red tank top.
“You know me well, warrior!”
I smirked as I thought about how am I going to get him back. (Did you really think that I would let it go that easily?)
I decided to seduce him, and then fake dead. Simple, easy, and fun.
Charles sat down next to me on the bed and I scooted closer to him.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and sat on his lap.
“Charlieeee, can you take off my clothes?” I asked, and smiled.
His eyes almost popped out his sockets. He looked at my body and then my face, and the back again.
“I-I can’t.”
I chuckled and reached up kissed his lips. I pushed him back and wrapped my legs around his waist. I stuck my tongue in his mouth and I moaned.
“Meme,” he moaned.
I smirked and went limp in his arms.
He sat up quick and fast, and held me closer to his chest.
“Meme?” he asked, sorrow clear in his voice.
“Yes?”I said and busted out laughing.
He growled and threw me on the bed.
“I’m leaving,” he said and got up.
“What if the demons come back?” I asked and stood up.
“I don’t care. Kill them your fucking self!” he snarled and walked out the room.
“Well, Fuck you too!” I hollered and slammed the door shut.
“Bastard,” I growled and got ready for school.