The Vampire's Rare Blood Maid
Cecilia · Completed · 407.4k Words
Introduction
For ten years, Eleanor has been forced to provide blood to vampires, treated as nothing more than a commodity by parents who deemed her "evil" from birth. But under Sebastian's protection, everything changes. In his mansion, she learns she's a rare dhampir (half-vampire) with extraordinarily valuable blood, and as his servant, she finally experiences respect and kindness.
Boundaries between master and servant begin to blur. Her quick wit and compassion awaken something long dormant in the ancient vampire, while his protection offers her the first taste of safety she's ever known. But can a servant girl truly trust the promises of a creature who has lived for centuries?
Chapter 1
Eleanor’s POV
I woke up feeling excited, my heart fluttering in my chest. Today was Aurora's big day—her date with Max, the boy she'd been crushing on for two years. I couldn't help but smile as I stretched. Aurora had been bouncing around the house all week, talking about their plans: lunch, the zoo, and the botanical gardens. I secretly hoped he'd ask her to prom. She deserved that perfect high school experience.
Rolling out of bed, I pulled on sweatpants and a faded T-shirt. Mom and Dad slept in on Saturdays, so breakfast didn't need to be ready until 8:30. I glanced at my clock—7:04 AM. Weekends meant I could sleep until seven, a luxury compared to weekdays when I barely got three or four hours between all my chores and "duties."
The kitchen was quiet as I started breakfast. Saturday was special—I could eat three full meals and drink as much water and juice as I wanted. Saturdays during the day were my happiest time. Tomorrow, my parents would lock me in the basement with enough food to last while they went to church. But first, I had to endure Saturday night.
Aurora bounced into the kitchen while I mixed pancake batter, her face glowing with excitement.
"Today's the day, Eleanor! I'm so excited!" she squealed, practically vibrating with energy.
"I'm excited for you too!" I matched her enthusiasm, genuinely happy for her. Seeing Aurora joyful was one of my few pleasures in life.
Olive walked in, draping his arms over Aurora's shoulders. At nearly six feet tall with wavy brown hair and hazel eyes, he towered over us both. Aurora shared his coloring but with striking green eyes, while my black hair and silver-gray eyes marked me as different. My unnaturally pale skin contrasted with their healthy glow—they were allowed outside, after all.
We were triplets, technically. Aurora and Olive were fraternal twins, while Aurora and I were mirror twins. My birthday was October 31st; I was born three minutes after Aurora. Olive and Aurora shared October 30th.
"Hey, little sister. Ready for the big day?" Olive asked, ruffling Aurora's hair.
"Max is coming at eleven," Aurora said. "Mom said Eleanor can help me get ready after she finishes her morning chores."
"I did most of it last night," I said, flipping a pancake. "Olive, your clothes will be on your bed after breakfast."
"You're the best, Eleanor! Thanks for picking them up yesterday. I really want to wear my favorite shirt to the movies tonight."
Aurora's face brightened. "Maybe Mom and Dad will let you come with us this time, Eleanor."
"Maybe," I replied, not believing it for a second.
I knew my parents would never allow it. I had "work" tonight—cooking, cleaning, and feeding the vampires. My parents said it was how I atoned for being evil. Mr. Benedict was coming tonight, and I tried not to think about how he'd asked if he could bite me "elsewhere" last time. Mom had said "it" would happen eventually. I should be grateful; Mr. Benedict was the gentlest of my "clients."
My parents had discussed offering "it" to other vampires after Mr. Benedict was done, since he was willing to pay double for the privilege. As long as I could stay with my brother and sister, I'd endure whatever I had to.
After breakfast, I slipped away to clean my parents' room and fold Olive's clothes. I checked Aurora's dress for her date—a pretty blue sundress with tiny flowers. Perfect.
At Aurora's vanity, I arranged her makeup and jewelry. She came in wrapped in a towel, hair damp from her shower, and thanked me before I headed to the kitchen to clear breakfast dishes and eat my own meal—bacon, sausage, eggs, milk, and an orange. It was a feast. I savored each bite, chewing slowly. These Saturday meals sustained me through lean days when food was scarce.
After cleaning up and preparing dinner, I heard Aurora calling me. I found her in her room, dress on but unzipped. I pulled the zipper up and styled her hair, which was shorter than mine because she was allowed to visit salons.
As I applied eyeliner and eyeshadow, I remembered when I was ten and asked to cut my hair. Mom had shaved my head completely bald, and my "customers" had complained. I never asked again. Now my hair was nearly three feet long. Aurora's fell to the middle of her back, and I loved styling it for her.
"This looks amazing. You always make me so pretty, Eleanor," Aurora said as I applied lip gloss.
"You already are pretty. I just polish what's already there so you can shine like you're meant to."
At ten-thirty, everything was ready. Aurora whispered, "I love you, Eleanor," and I whispered back, "I love you too, Aurora." Our parents didn't like when we said such things.
I headed down to the basement to wait for Mom's call. I had to hide thirty minutes before any guests arrived—house rules. In my small section, I opened the wardrobe where I kept the clothes for my "clients." My parents only bought me athletic pants and T-shirts, but the vampires who fed from me liked me to look nice.
My hands trembled as I selected tonight's outfit.
Last Chapters
#346 Chapter 346 A Fantastic Photo
Last Updated: 1/21/2026#345 Chapter 345 Ageless and Eternal
Last Updated: 1/21/2026#344 Chapter 344 Honeymoons
Last Updated: 1/21/2026#343 Chapter 343 My Husbands
Last Updated: 1/21/2026#342 Chapter 342 After the Wedding Night
Last Updated: 1/21/2026#341 Chapter 341 Vows and Promises
Last Updated: 1/21/2026#340 Chapter 340 A Wedding Surprise
Last Updated: 1/21/2026#339 Chapter 339 Recovery
Last Updated: 1/21/2026#338 Chapter 338 The End of the Hunters
Last Updated: 1/21/2026#337 Chapter 337 Foiling a Kidnapping
Last Updated: 1/21/2026
You Might Like 😍
On Christmas Eve, I aborted the CEO's child
On Christmas Eve night, my husband brought his mistress home and demanded that I, his pregnant wife, leave with nothing.
On this day, I lost my husband and also lost the child in my womb...
I Loved You in Silence, You Betrayed Me in French
At my birthday party, my husband whispered to his mistress in French that he missed her. His voice was low, but I heard it all—the black lingerie, the bit about how pregnancy makes you more sensitive. His French clients around us were laughing. He turned and put his arm around me, claiming he was just helping his clients come up with sweet nothings.
He doesn't know I understand every single word. Just like he doesn't know that inside my body, I'm carrying his other surprise. And his mistress—she's pregnant too. Two wombs, one secret.
Confrontation would be too cheap. Tears are worthless. I quietly started cataloging the hidden networks my father left behind, activating the Swiss accounts.
In seven days, Zoey Smith will cease to exist. And what will my husband's reaction be?
When I Disappeared, He Regretted It
The moment the screen lit up, my entire world came crashing down.
The woman on the bed was Calista - that girl who grew up with us since we were kids. And that hand caressing her skin was wearing the wedding ring I had personally put on Matteo's finger.
"I've missed you so much..."
"You drive me crazy, baby..."
Those sweet words I knew so well completely destroyed me.
Everyone said we were the perfect couple, but who knew this marriage was built on nothing but lies?
Since he's so good at acting, I guess it's time I gave him a show of my own. I'm going to make sure everyone sees what this "perfect husband" really is...
The Family Sacrifice
I simply said one word: "Okay."
My parents and Gilbert were stunned. They rushed to have me sign the voluntary donation form, afraid I’d change my mind.
Some days later, they sent me to the operating room.
Dad said, "Yvonne will finally be saved. We're so proud of you."
Mom said, "After the surgery, we'll make it up to you."
Gilbert looked tenderly at Yvonne and said, "When you're better, where should we travel?"
What they didn't know was that the day I agreed, I'd just received my diagnosis, stage four cancer. Three months to live.
As I lay on the cold operating table, as the anesthesia began to take effect, I only wanted to know one thing:
If I die on this operating table, will they regret it?
He Never Loved Me, Until I Left
I put away the divorce agreement with a wry smile.
When he and my son completely disappeared, he finally panicked.
Three months later .
He knelt down on the streets of Chicago in despair, begging me to remarry him.
My six-year-old son looked coldly at his biological father and said, "Get lost, you bad uncle! You don't deserve to be my dad!"
He Thought I'd Never Leave
When he said he was being bullied, I believed him. When he kissed me on that rooftop, I thought he felt the same. When he asked me to transfer schools with him, I said yes without hesitation.
Then I heard him bragging to his friends: "She'd save her first time for me. Hell, she'd still be thinking of me on her wedding night."
The bullying was staged. The kiss meant nothing. He just wanted me gone—so his new girl could feel more comfortable.
He thought I'd beg. He thought I'd cry. He thought I'd never actually leave.
I left the country.
And ran straight into his stepbrother.
I Died While They Threw Her a Party
Their real daughter came home. She'd only been back two years. That's all it took to erase twenty-four.
When kidnappers grabbed us, I used my body as a shield. They beat me until something inside me ruptured. I was dying from internal bleeding, but no one could tell.
My parents wouldn't even look at me. "This is your fault! None of this would've happened if it weren't for you!"
"Get downstairs and apologize to your sister. If you can't, pack your things and get out."
They threw her a party at a downtown hotel while I died alone in my room.
I thought they'd be relieved. Maybe even glad. I thought they'd just move on like I never existed.
But when they finally learned the truth, they fell apart.
Bury Me in His Regret
The kidnapper pressed the gun to my temple and asked, "Choose your wife or your sister-in-law?"
Zachary didn't hesitate. "Let Valerie go," he said.
He actually chose to save his sister-in-law! In that moment, even the baby in my belly seemed to stop kicking.
Later, they locked me in the basement. Drugs to delay labor were pumped into my veins over and over. Zachary wanted to save the "firstborn son" status for his sister-in-law's child.
When warm blood finally soaked through my skirt, I dialed the number I knew by heart with shaking hands.
"Zachary," I whispered into the phone, "our child... can't wait any longer."
The Kidney That Killed Me
A few months ago, my sister was hospitalized with kidney failure. The doctor said she needed a transplant. My family's first thought was me—the backup daughter they'd kept around all these years.
When my husband Allen took my hand with tears in his eyes and said, "Only you can save her," I agreed without hesitation.
When the doctor explained the surgical risks and potential complications, I smiled and nodded my understanding.
My parents said I'd finally learned what sisterly love meant.
Even Allen, who'd always been cold to me, held my hand gently and said, "The surgery's safe. You're so healthy, nothing will go wrong. When you recover, I'll take you to Hawaii."
But they don't know that no matter how the surgery goes, I won't be around to celebrate.
Because I just got my own test results—I have terminal brain cancer. I'm going to die anyway.
After the Affair: Falling into a Billionaire's Arms
From first crush to wedding vows, George Capulet and I had been inseparable. But in our seventh year of marriage, he began an affair with his secretary.
On my birthday, he took her on vacation. On our anniversary, he brought her to our home and made love to her in our bed...
Heartbroken, I tricked him into signing divorce papers.
George remained unconcerned, convinced I would never leave him.
His deceptions continued until the day the divorce was finalized. I threw the papers in his face: "George Capulet, from this moment on, get out of my life!"
Only then did panic flood his eyes as he begged me to stay.
When his calls bombarded my phone later that night, it wasn't me who answered, but my new boyfriend Julian.
"Don't you know," Julian chuckled into the receiver, "that a proper ex-boyfriend should be as quiet as the dead?"
George seethed through gritted teeth: "Put her on the phone!"
"I'm afraid that's impossible."
Julian dropped a gentle kiss on my sleeping form nestled against him. "She's exhausted. She just fell asleep."
Alpha Nicholas's Little Mate
What? No—wait… oh Moon Goddess, no.
Please tell me you're joking, Lex.
But she's not. I can feel her excitement bubbling under my skin, while all I feel is dread.
We turn the corner, and the scent hits me like a punch to the chest—cinnamon and something impossibly warm. My eyes scan the room until they land on him. Tall. Commanding. Beautiful.
And then, just as quickly… he sees me.
His expression twists.
"Fuck no."
He turns—and runs.
My mate sees me and runs.
Bonnie has spent her entire life being broken down and abused by the people closest to her including her very own twin sister. Alongside her best friend Lilly who also lives a life of hell, they plan to run away while attending the biggest ball of the year while it's being hosted by another pack, only things don't quite go to plan leaving both girls feeling lost and unsure about their futures.
Alpha Nicholas is 28, mateless, and has no plans to change that. It's his turn to host the annual Blue Moon Ball this year and the last thing he expects is to find his mate. What he expects even less is for his mate to be 10 years younger than him and how his body reacts to her. While he tries to refuse to acknowledge that he has met his mate his world is turned upside down after guards catch two she-wolves running through his lands.
Once they are brought to him he finds himself once again facing his mate and discovers that she's hiding secrets that will make him want to kill more than one person.
Can he overcome his feelings towards having a mate and one that is so much younger than him? Will his mate want him after already feeling the sting of his unofficial rejection? Can they both work on letting go of the past and moving forward together or will fate have different plans and keep them apart?
Omega Bound
Thane Knight is the alpha of the Midnight Pack of the La Plata Mountain Range, the largest wolf shifter pack in the world. He is an alpha by day and hunts the shifter trafficking ring with his group of mercenaries by night. His hunt for vengeance leads to one raid that changes his life.
Tropes:
Touch her and die/Slow burn romance/Fated Mates/Found family twist/Close circle betrayal/Cinnamon roll for only her/Traumatized heroine/Rare wolf/Hidden powers/Knotting/Nesting/Heats/Luna/Attempted assassination
