The Broken Warrior’s Daughter by Cooper

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I've lost track of how many years | have been in this hell. The feeding room, aptly named on my first night, is

where | am taken every night. Every night the humans are brought in to feed on. Every missing person that is

never found, every runaway child, even many of the individuals that are trafficked are captured and killed by

vampires.

The night after | arrived, Sebastian chose his feeder. Surprisingly, he didn’t kill her. She has been here as long as

I have. Unfortunately for her, he has no problem raping her while he’s feeding. She stopped crying a long time

ago. Most of the humans don’t survive the first night. If they do, they never survive the second. I've been forced

to watch every day as men, women, children, elderly, it doesn’t matter, they are brought in, used, fed on and in

sinstances when the vampires becovercwith bloodlust, ripped apart.

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The sounds of screaming, crying, pleading, and dying have becthe music that | am forced to listen to day

after endless day. There was only one twhen | was given a reprieve from being fed on. When another

vampire coven cto visit, Prince Keenan thought to sharewith the royalty of the visiting coven. | nearly

died from the loss of blood. Prince Keenan had to kill the other vampire in order to get him off me, ripping him

away from my neck, barely missing my carotid artery.

| was given three days to rest. The only three days of rest I've had since | arrived here so many years ago.

Sometimes when I'm being fed on, | wonder what it is that I've done to deserve this. My life has been anything

but easy. Alessia is rarely in my head anymore. In the beginning, she was strong and able to healquickly.

Over time, my bite marks have started to scar, and she is only able to heal the worst of my puncture wounds.

The marks are everywhere on my body, wherever Prince Keenan chooses to feed on me. They are on my arms,

my legs, my breasts, my inner thighs, my backside. Anywhere and everywhere he has wanted to feed onhe

has.

I learned early on not to fight it. If I fight him, he kills someone. He won't hurt me, he won't kill me. In sways

he’s becaddicted to my blood. So, he won't do anything to me. But he makes sure | know that whatever he

does to someone else is because | defied him. So, | learned not to defy him.

It doesn’t mean he doesn’t kill. He does, almost every night. | just know that there is nothing that | can do to

prevent it.

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The massive orgies that take place nightly are disgusting to watch. Vampires really do love to have sex with

whoever they are feeding on. They don’t care how much they hurt them. Most seem to prefer it if their food is in

pain. The crying and screaming seems to only incite them in their blood lust.

Sebastian's girl is the only one that is different. She and | have created a bond. After the second night, | realized

that Sebastian wasn’t going to kill her. He didn’t mind hurting her, he raped her nightly as he fed on her, but he

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never injured her so badly that it killed her. She eventually ended up in a room similar to mine. I've seen her as

we are being escorted to the feeding room at night.

She had been there several months before we made eye contact. Maybe it was because | needed a distraction,

maybe because she was the only one to have survived so long. Maybe we were both curious about the only

other person in the room that was left alive night after night. She had given up crying and pleading. She, like me,

learned to take it and get through it.

On this night, Prince Keenan was between my legs, feeding on my inner thigh, hist disgusting tongue licking me.

He had someone bent over and was raping them as he fed on me, one hand holding them down, the other

holding my thigh to his mouth. | could hear the sounds of their pain and suffering as he continued his relentless

pounding, grunting his pleasure as he fed on me.

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