"Hey! Hey! Sereia look at me love, look at me. What's wrong?"
"Someone.." She looked up at him shakily, soft brown eyes welling with tears as her bottom lip trembled. "Someone's dead."
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Sereia [Se-ray-a] Lenore was a normal teenage girl. She had a life, friends. Like any high school student.
That was, of course, until the Salvatores' arrival. She starts seeing things, hearing things. Having visions when she's awake and asleep. And the worst part was.. they only happened when it had to do with death.
A Banshee. Foreteller of everything tragic with a scream that could shatter glass. Losing sleep everyday over the fact that they were always talking to her. They never stopped.
How will she handle her new found place in the supernatural world? Especially when there's a certain group of siblings that become overly fascinated with her.
Will she find love? How will she handle all the loss that she'll face—knowing that she'll feel it more than anybody else?
She didn't ask for this. But she had to learn to live with it, even if it scraped her sanity away piece by piece.
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