Something has infiltrated the quiet airs of Marin's Dale. Something that has never been seen. Something that mere human minds could never fathom...

16 year old Christy Sanders is raped, when she tries to get the justice she deserves everything turns upside down. Her friends and family turns against her, she is sent to live with her aunt in North Carolina, where she attends a boarding school. There she makes good friends and is faced with the possibility that her boyfriend is a blood thirsty vampire who is turned evil with an obsession to destroy her due to his soul taken away, and just when she thought it couldn't get any worse, someone is harming the students at her Boarding School. As she struggles to find out the masked villain behind this catastrophe and stops at nothing to save her hot soulless vampire boyfriend with the help of her best friend, they set out to kick ass for the one responsible for their beloved Damien (Cover by yours truly) "You'll think twice before you make a bet with me, Blaine, now, let go of me," I said, my nose nearly touching his now."Why don't you prove that to me now, not afraid are you? I don't bite," he said, smiling smugly. "I'm not scared of you," I said, digging nails into his hands, which sort of worked and backfired, he twisted again, harder this time, which made me press closer against him. Keeping my mind clear of my next move, my knee came up fast, only to be stopped in a millisecond, Blaine gripped my leg putting it around his waist, his face turned serious now, his nose trailing the edge of my jaw, leading up to my ear. "Looks like you're not starting out well, Christy, why not admit defeat?" His lips brushing against my skin heading beneath my jaw to my neck. I held in a breath, remembering last time I was in this position, I almost had my blood drained. "Never, this is just a small victory, I'll take the rest," I said, my voice hoarse now. "Can't wait to see who wins," he said. "Now, do I get a reward for my victory?" he grazes his teeth on my pulse, Suddenly I scream, an ear piercing scream, very much loud and right next to this ear.

*This story is under construction. You are not advised to read it yet. I'll tell you when it's ready, though. Read at your own risk.* Dreams, when tried to be remembered, are supposedly dark - the kind of darkness wherein you could see nothing. But in lucid dreams, one sees vivid things, one could remember it, and one could be seeing colors. In fact, in lucid dreams, you can do anything you want. You can fly a Pegasus, attend Sky High, or even go face to face with Voldemort or Smaug and get through them without a single scar on your face. The best part is that you wake up remembering all of them - like they happened in your real life. Petula Carter knows how it feels: she can control her dreams. And in her dreams, she wishes to reunite with her faded loved one. But never in her mind she would find something else. Something deeper. Something colorful. And something that could be real.

James Walsh hates the word 'imagination'. Then one day he meets a person who will turn his world into utter Nonsense; judges will strip dance before his eyes, well respected lawyers will MC in the parking lot and he will be chased through downtown New York. The men who hunt him have dark hoods, tall statures and their holding chickens, and they mean business. **Feel Free to Leave a Comment or Vote :) *