Jada is a young orphan naive girl that was sheltered away from the world ruled by pureblooded vampires and other mystical creatures that were unknown. Her fate changed when she became hostage to a pureblooded vampire Lord, who seek revenge against the kind that imprisoned him. ***EXCERPT*** Their attention was taken by the butler who was just passing by to ensure the mansion windows were closed. Jada felt her face heat up again as they were seen in an intimate position. Leo stood up straight, he sent a glare at the butler who felt sweat dripping from his forehead. Jada ran out of sight at the intervention. Both men looked at the direction the maid ran towards. Grey turned to look at Leo to see a pair of cold red eyes staring at him. “I am sorry for interrupting milord”, He gave a slight bow. Without a word, Leo turned to follow the came direction Jada ran to. “I’m kind of curious, has my master fallen in love with the young girl?”, Leo heard Grey say. He halt. Leo turned to look at his butler. “What do you think?”, He raised a brow. Without waiting for a reply he walked out of sight with his hands tucked into his pockets. Grey felt things were about to be different not only for the lord but also for him.

They say there is no cure for narcissistic people because they are full of themselves but who would have thought that her narcissistic personality would become his only cure in his dangerous and cold world and he was willing to sacrifice his everything to hide her from all the dangers.....

She's a pet. A possession. At the will of her master vampire. Can she break free? The Free Pet is the third book in the series. Van and Ehlena's story. She’d grown up in the camps. She’d seen things a normal human shouldn’t see. The pets were put in two different houses, the males and the females. The training for both of them was exactly the same, know your place in this world and you’ll survive. She’d been with the girls, sent to school to understand things that made her desirable to the vampires that would eventually buy her. She learned domestic duties just in case, was made to endure pain so she’d be used to a vampire feeding from her. What was different now was when she was growing up, she was in long barracks with other pets. They wore the same thing, did the same thing. One whispered one dark night, “It’s their way to break us so we’ll be pliable to our new masters.” She was different from the others. When the age of 18 rolled around and they went to the stores, to the auctions, she was held behind. “No one will want someone as strange looking as you.” She was petite, she had olive skin, dark black curly hair and ink eyes. The teachers at the breeding farms said they’d let her slip through the cracks. She’d probably end up as a slave somewhere, why would someone want someone like her?