She remembered her scent. It seemed to verify her aura. Her scent was cherry Coke and cigarettes. The latter one was passed onto her, especially after she had handed her her first cigarette only three months ago. Three months was all it took for her to develop that bad habit, but it wasn't the first nor the only one she developed in that period of time. Now she laid on the roof where she had smoked her first cigarette three months ago, and she glanced over at the full can of cherry Coke sitting on the concrete next to her, almost as if it were mocking her. A dull ache formed in her heart, a hollow, resounding ache that penetrated her deepest core. The sudden burning sensation in her fingers made her realize that the cigarette was burned to its very end, and maybe so was she. -♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤-♤- August is attending Cornell University as a creative writing major, and while at a college party her friends dragged her to much to her dismay, she stumbles upon a gang in an alleyway and sees something she shouldn't have. With her life now in danger, she has to deal with the consequences of that night-which includes the leader of the Blue Porcelain gang, Willow, a tall and brooding woman whose green eyes would put the girl in more danger than being caught in a spiderweb of New York gangs ever could. [tw: violence, sex]

Things are different. Humans are not at the top of the food chain, and life does not have the silver lining that Lily remembers it having when she was a kid. Civilization means living in fear and cowering away from the monsters that march the planet, hoping every night to see another day. But Lily is too fearless for her own good, and it just so happens to be during the night that she is plucked from her life like a flower from the earth. Little does she know that her capturer, whilst being the most bloodcurdling and lethal creature known to life, has a heartbeat regardless of being eternally undead. ✞ [a lesbian vampire love story] [tw: sex, violence, non-descriptive situations of rape]