Prologue- Dark Kisses

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         I never gave much thought to how love could be so painful. It hurts, and you never realize it until the end. I, Emma Robertson felt that way about our love.

         I saw him across the room. With bloodshot eyes ready to attack me as if I were his prey. I stared back in fright. I am confused and worried why this happended to me. Why was he the one? The heartbreaker, popular, but also mysterious. Why was I the one he had his eyes on. Why not someone beautiful and popular, unlike me? He had shaggy, dirty blond hair. Greenish gray, eyes that sparkled in the sun. Very pale white skin.

         This was the time of the year. The Dark Arts. It happens every year at every time of the day. You never know who to trust anymore. People are hiding secrects. Dark secrects....

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