Hey everyone, I've seen way too many stories across the net sporting soft vampires and I was just so tired of it that I decided to write this story about a strong, dark and dominant vampire whom always gets what he wants, be it with his sexy charm or his seductive dark powers.

I hope everyone enjoys this, it's going to be a long on-going story, I do not plan to abbandon this as so many writers do to stories that have a high chance for success.

Chapter 1

It was so cold, so miserable as I stood out in the middle of this field, clutching my coat to my shivering body, but of course the cold made sense, it was in the beginning of March in Ionia Michigan, the miserable made sense too, Ionia was so barren and so lonely looking in the winter time. It looked dead.

With a sigh, I looked up in the cloudy powder blue sky, it matched my life right now, bleak and uncertain of a happy ending.

My father used to run a very successful trading business through our home, but unfortunately, due to the current economy, that business tanked awhile back and our money was dwindling fast, my father couldn't seem to find another job anywhere, my mother wasn't making enough as a nurse and we didn't have enough money to try and move somewhere else for better opportunities, to be frank, I'm scared.

I'm eighteen years old and my name is Daisy Wyatt, I've been desperately trying myself to get a job so I could help my frightened parents, but so far, it has been useless and disappointing to even try.

I looked down from the sky and shuffled my booted feet about in the cold snow, but before my musing could take me elsewhere, I could my mother calling me from across the field, our house was like right now to this enormous field, it was a nice place to think.

"Dinner is on the table, love" My mother said as I got closer to her, she wrapped a warm arm around my shoulders and guided me inside "Chicken breast and mashed potatoes"

"Sounds good mom" I told her with a sweet smile as we entered the house, she really tried so hard and I was very grateful.

My father sat at the kitchen table with a plate of half eaten dinner, his face as usual was buried in the business section of the paper, trying to search it over and over for job openings, but he'd yet found anything either within driving distance or anything that would help save us.

"Daisy…" My mom said to me, handing me a plate of dinner "Why don't you take this upstairs and eat, I need to talk to your father, it's important"

I stared at her for a few minutes before I nodded and took the offered meal, then making my way out of the kitchen and went upstairs to my room.

"Peter" Mrs. Wyatt said gently, sitting across from her husband "I know we wanted to refrain from ever using this option, but we've tried everything, there is nothing else we can do, we've exhausted every resource, perhaps it's time…"

"No, Janet!" Mr. Wyatt groaned "That isn't for to Daisy, we couldn't ask her to do that! She doesn't know the boy, we cannot ask her to sacrifice her happiness to save the family"

Mrs. Wyatt sighed and looked distressed "I know, Peter, I know, but this decision for be for Daisy as well, she would suffer the most if our circumstances got any worse, you know this. Peter, we may not have a choice any longer"

Mr. Wyatt shook his head "We'll hold it off for as long as we possibly can. Only when our situation is too severe will we contact the Delacroix family"

Mrs. Wyatt nodded in agreement "I don't like it either you know, giving our daughter's hand in marriage to a creature of the night, I wonder if the boy's father even remembers making that bargain all those years ago"

"He does" Mr. Wyatt replied softly, almost in a whisper "He called a few days ago, heard about my company tanking and he tracked us down, asked if we'd consider now letting his son marry our daughter. I told him that we would think about it, but our minds were not made up"

"He knows where we are?" Mrs. Wyatt whispered, almost afraid "He actually tracked us down?"

Mr. Wyatt's head rose and fell slowly in a nod "Yes, gave me a vague threat too"

"A vague threat?" His wife echoed "What did he say?"

"He only say for us to think carefully" Mr. Wyatt murmured "That Delacroix men don't take too kindly at being shot down, he said his son has seen Daisy and he wants her"

Mrs. Wyatt looked upset now "They've been spying on us? For how long?"

"I don't know" Mr. Wyatt murmured "Probably years"

"Oh god" Mrs. Wyatt groaned, up until they heard the footfalls of very well made and expensive shoes, followed by soft laughter.

Both husband and wife turned in the chairs to see the source of the laughter, only for their screams filled the room, cut short however and turned into a disgusting liquid-like gurgling sound.

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I was about to bring my dirty dishes downstairs to deposit them into the kitchen sink when I heard my parents screaming, I dropped the dishes without think and ran around the broken ceramic pieces, I flew down those stairs faster than I ever have in my entire life.

When I got into the kitchen however, I barely got out the horrified shriek as I sank to my knees in front of my parents dead bodies, their throats ripped open.

I looked up to see two males leaning up against the sink, they looked like pale angels of darkness, the one on the left looked like he couldn't be more than in his early thirties, hair not even remotely kissed with any trace of grey. He had silvery sapphire blue eyes and a pale immaculate face, framed by cheek length ebony black hair. The guy on the right, he looked to be about my age, the most he could have been was twenty. He looked much the same, only his hair was layered and down to his neck. They both wore suave suits of the deepest darkest black. It was then that I noticed that they were both dapping at the corners of their mouths with lace handkerchiefs, what they wiped away was ruby red and really thick…. Blood?!

"What the hell are you?!" I shrieked hysterically as I fell back onto my bum, I used my hands and feet to scoot away across the floor until my back hit the wall, would my fate be same as my parents?

The gorgeous pale faced younger male sauntered forward away from the sink and knelt down in front of me, he smirked and reached out to stroke some hair away from my eyes "Don't worry, babe, you aren't going to suffer their fate. They had to be punished, they were keeping us apart, we could have made things better for them too, but they were stubborn, they got cocky"

I could feel the hysteria getting worse, this guy was insane, was I to understand that they killed my parents but this younger guy believed that he and I had something between us? I'd never even seen the guy before now!

"You're insane!" I screamed at him, slapping his hand away "Don't touch me, you freak!"

I saw the older man shake his head in disapproval and the younger guy just looked plain old pissed off, his hand lurched out and grabbed my throat tightly, he squeezed just hard enough to make me gag "Let me make this clear, Daisy, you and I are going to be together from now on after this night, so you might want to show me more respect, after all, I'll be your husband"

Tears filled my eyes, but whether or not they fell, I didn't know, for the younger guy squeezed just a little bit harder, not letting go until I lost consciousness and fell into a deep sleep.

Well, there you go, that was chapters one, I hope it was decent enough to merit some detailed reviews containing the thoughts and opinions of my readers. No flaming please, polite words do so much more with me than rude words that really shouldn't emerge from ones mouth, or keyboard for that matter.

Thank you and I'll see you all again very soon in Chapter 2.

~Tom Riddle's reluctant bride