Vampire Girl (Vampire Girl, #1)

by Karpov Kinrade

"You can call me Asher, and I'm the only one who can save your mother.

"Right. Of course. That makes perfect sense. Mark of Cain. Hell dimension. Demons. What happens next?" I hold up a hand before he can speak. "No wait, let me guess. You tell me I'm some kind of chosen one and in exchange for my soul or some such nonsense you will save my mom. There's probably a prophecy involved, and some danger, and you think your sexy charms will overcome all that and sway me to your way of thinking, yes? Sorry, dude. I've seen that movie." He tries to speak, but his mouth just kind of hangs open, no sound coming out. He has a look of confusion on his face, but he recovers quickly, snapping his mouth closed and staring at me, his eyes unreadable. "What are you?"

He turns to walk out and I follow him, but as I reach the end of the room, the demon grabs my elbow. I pull away, instant panic filling my veins. His eyeteeth elongate and his pupils dilate, but he doesn't try to bite me. Instead, he leans down to whisper into my ear. "Beware the princes of hell. Not all of them are pleased that you will decide on the next king. Not all of them wish you alive."

"Arianna, the council has chosen Dean, Prince of Lust,

We are about to enter Niam's land. The Prince of Greed, as you might know him.

"What's his sin?" "Sloth." "Seriously? This looks the opposite of slothful." "He is a bit of a contradiction. Ace is brilliant. He's also lazy, or so he says.

"I take it Zeb is the Prince of Gluttony?"

When Fen walks in, the noise and chatter of the place dies down and they all turn to stare. It seems the Prince of War is recognizable on sight.

"Is everyone here a vampire?" I ask. "No. But many are. Some might look more monstrous because of their particular charms." "Like the dungeon demon," I say.

There's also a heavy population of Fae here. Many are Shades… mixed bloods, the byproduct of a Fae and vampire union."

"Which prince is he?" "Levi, Prince of Envy," she says. "Be careful of him."

"I know only that you are each cursed with what we would call one of the seven deadly sins. That you are powerful and immortal, but also mortally wounded by my sun. You're vampires."

Everyone avoids me as I tear through the castle looking for any clue as to what happened to Arianna, though in my heart, I know. And it means war. More than war. It means annihilation.