I ran after him, my vision getting blurry as my tears began to flow. He kept banging on the back window of the car, shouting things I couldn’t get because it was too muffled. I could see his eyes wide with fear and worry, and it made me cry more. But, because I was not born for running, it didn’t take too long for me to get tired. Kai quickly noticed that, the same time I saw those tears that gleamed at the corner of his eyes. “Kai! Don’t leave me! Kai!” I yelled, sobbed as my legs refused to move faster. “KAI, PLEASE! COME BACK! KAI!” For some reason, I knew that that would be the last time I would see him, so I willed myself to continue running even if it would kill me. When I saw him shifting away from the window, I almost lost hope, thinking that he listened to his parents and would really stop befriending me. But then I saw him again. He moved so fast and swift that he managed to open a side window before his parents could stop him. “Please don’t cry, princess! I will come back and find you!” His parents tried again to remove him from the window, but he almost hugged the edges for dear life just so they couldn’t. “YOU HAVE TO PROMISE YOU WILL WAIT FOR ME, RILEY!” “I promise!” A sob escaped from the back of my throat, so I gulped the huge lump that formed in it, and shouted with all the energy left in me, “I WILL WAIT FOR YOU! KELLAN, I PROMISE!” With that, we both stopped. I stopped running; he stopped struggling. And, before his parents could completely close the car window, he threw something at me that almost made me laugh. A candy.

Having the same dream about a certain man every night might be a little, or maybe a lot, unnerving to someone, but not to Flinn Matthews. So to speak, that was what completed his day. So when the man of his dreams finally decided to meet him in person, face to face, outside Dreamland, what would be the consequences? Especially if the said man… has fangs?

In the heart of a forest, a mansion tested over time could be found. Long ago, it was said that a Prince had resided there, together with his ten loyal servants. History had it, that after winning a combat against his kingdom’s greatest enemy, he fell into a deep slumber. His servants waited, waited and waited, for the day to come that he would rise again. They waited for months, years, decades and centuries, until they had lost count. It came to the point that they hadn’t left their master’s room at all, until they fell out of consciousness and followed him to wherever he was. Thousands and thousands of years had gone by. Yet again, the Prince and his servants’ story had passed on to every generation. The mansion was locked from the inside by an unknown force, not letting anyone invade the territory. But it was believed that if one got near and listened intently… Voices could be heard. Laughter and joyous conversations echoed. Shadows were marked. Sets of eyes were seeing. Watching. Observing. Waiting.

Larse cries softly, as he cuddles his teddy bear, it was 3 in the morning, the poor boy has been crying for a few hours now, he is alone, he's around 15 years old, with no one to hug and love, but his teddy bear, people would find him strange and babyish for liking teddy bears, he was just a cuddle bug. "N-No one loves me..." He clutches tightly onto the teddy bear, he named Ace. His wet, soaking tears pour down onto Ace's hand, "i-I beg you Ace, c-come to life p-please!" He continues sobbing, as he slowly drifts into sleep, crying to sleep, leaving some tear marks on the pillow, One thing Larse didn't know was... That his wish would come true, tomorrow morning as he wakes up. - More to look forward to in story!!!