To Be A Blood Whore

By: Ravenl0221

A.N./:So I owed you all a free chapter from the other version so this is my rationale for updating. Now, one important matter. The title is "To Be A Blood Whore." Meaning...Rose is a blood whore, there will be sexy scenes. If you are a children and are terrified of sexy scenes. Go away. ^^ Luv YA. :)

Russia Was cold in the winter. Even colder when all of the shelters were full and you missed your bed. I ached for the academy's heated rooms, for Christian's hazelnut soup, and Dimitri's liquid fire accent. Actually, I'd kill for a bowl of Pyro's homemade soup. Unfortunately reminiscing wasn't going to get me any closer to living another day. If frostbite didn't kill me, hunger would. My stomach growled in impatience, it was about dinner at the academy now. I mentally berated myself, the academy was no longer my home! I looked around me, this chunk of ice was my home now. I wandered for hours trying to think up a plan. My best option was to make enough for a train ticket and hide away with the humans in Britain. Kirova's words still rang in the back of my head, if I catch wind of you even one hair of your crossing the Russian border you will kiss any chance you had at guarding Princess Vasilissa goodbye. I couldn't give up on her, not so soon. That killed that plan, but there was school around here somewhere. Dimitri mentioned a sister named Viktoria, she had to be around here somewhere, maybe they would take me in? But how was I supposed to find a herd of Belikovs? They didn't exactly stand out compared to any other Russians around here. Again my stomach growled, I wouldn't be a blood whore, I'd do something else, anything else.

After a week of this, I was defeated. I lay on the bench outside a local park. It wasn't like I felt the cold anymore...everything blended together in one grey blob. Days past, then a week, then a week and a half, and I realized if I didn't do something I'd die. The thought of dying before I could protect Lissa stirred something within me, I couldn't, she needed me. I could feel her through the bond, rushing around like a small mouse plastering posters all over the school. They read, 'Bring Rose Home' Pyro, Eddie, and the rest of our friends rushed around with her, each covering the walls with my face. I mustered the strength to smile. They were trying to bring me home. Tears tickled my nose, how unfortunate would it be for them to bring back my corpse to the states. The reality of the situation was simple. I'd be dead in a couple of days if I didn't do something. I was too weak to hunt or jump or run, my only real option made my blood run cold, but the promise of a full belly would be worth it. I'd only do it once, then I'd make my way off fish and game. Slowly, I dragged myself off the bench, groaning inwardly when I smelt myself. I'd really been here a week. Finding a group of moroi men wasn't a problem, they crowded near a liquor store , searching the women for someone suitable. Immediately upon spying me their leader stepped up.

"Looking for a bite," he was so arrogant I could of almost sentenced myself to death back on that bench. No way would I let him drink from me, but then the faintness was back and I didn't have a choice.

"Maybe, or maybe you're looking for something from me?"

He grinned big, then motioned for me to follow him. His boys followed along.

"We'll give you four for each one of us, deal?"

I nodded, staring longingly at the shower, but I didn't allow myself to get distracted. I'd do what I had to do then get my own shower. The first sunk his fangs into my neck, dragging me under the film of consciousness. The endorphins took me over, making me forget everything I'd endured so far. It felt so good I could hardly control the whimper begging to be set free. His touch was slimy, but I didn't care. It didn't matter that my virginity was taken by some disgusting moroi, all I could think about was the euphoria that was sure to come.

I'm extremely disappointed with my review turn out! Honestly, I write this cool story for you guys and you just neglect my poor efforts. My poor lil ole heart. XD Review this time! C'mon just Five...or Six...please? Lucky for you all I will be throwing up two or three chapters regardless of reviews just to catch up and be fair to my previous readers….so yeah. They waited like a year or two for a six sentence update after all.