Publisher's Synopsis
Being a Vampires pet is a fate no Human ever wants to endure... I had no choice. I was 6 years old when my parents were killed and I was captured and taken to the pet store. A 6 year old cannot make choices for herself, so why am I being punished for something my parents did? This question has haunted me since that day.
Instead of playing outside with other kids, learning and growing, I grew up being groomed and trained to obey my Master... Whoever it ended up being. I was to be the perfect pet. I was to be a maid, a sexual partner, a nurse, a blood bag... Anything my Master wanted, that was what I was expected to give. Obedience... That is what the Ringmaster prided herself on with her selection of pets. She didn't get so lucky with me though. Madame Vienna and I clashed hardcore. I learned quickly not to speak out of turn, but it didn't stop me from throwing a snarky remark here and there when I felt that I was healed enough to handle another punishment. This may be the only reason I lasted so long without being sold. But it didn't matter, my time had come. I was on display for the world to see. Tattered and torn, but it didn't seem to matter to the man with the rose gold eyes who made the Vampires tremble without even saying a single word... What kind of creature was he to cause this type of reaction in an apex predator? I clenched my eyes shut as he brought me to the counter to check out. Madame Vienna was uncomfortable. "Come, Ambrosia." The man purred after a moment. Shaking, I followed him, trying to take in any and every small detail of the outside world... "You can do this. Pretend it's just a bad dream... You know how to survive." I whispered to myself, as I followed my new Master to what was sure to be my death. Rating 18+ for Graphic sexual content, language, mental instability, imprisonment, physical abuse, manipulation, scare tactics, and sexual dominance. (This is Book 4 in The Reaver Chronicles Series)
