This vignette takes place about a week after A THOUSAND PIECES OF YOU ends, and after Marguerite has turned to her home universe. Definite spoilers for the book!

❝Sometimes human places create inhuman monsters.❞ ❝Sometimes humans are the monsters.❞ ☾☾☾ Chaser / Runner. Hunter / Hunted. Warmth / Ice. ☾☾☾ A hypothermia induced man faints on Harlow's doorstep. And so their story begins. Copyright © 2015 ☾Cover by me ☾written by me

Emma Woodhouse, aged 20 at the start of the novel, is a young, beautiful, witty, and privileged woman in Regency England. She lives on the fictional estate of Hartfield in Surrey in the village of Highbury with her elderly widowed father, a hypochondriac who is excessively concerned for the health and safety of his loved ones. Emma's friend and only critic is the gentlemanly George Knightley, her neighbour from the adjacent estate of Donwell, and the brother of her elder sister Isabella's husband, John. As the novel opens, Emma has just attended the wedding of Miss Taylor, her best friend and former governess. Having introduced Miss Taylor to her future husband, Mr. Weston, Emma takes credit for their marriage, and decides that she rather likes matchmaking.

Let me tell you what it was to be made vampire. It wasn't birth. Birth implies pushing, tearing forth into the light, screaming. Becoming immortal was to be pulled, to be tugged irrevocably into darkness, and it was silent. I should have fought, any person should fight, but my mind had been filled with a hazy calm which forbade any battle. Struggling had been the last thing on my mind, even when my bus arrived and my assailant waved it on, dismissing my last hope of escape. Yet my lack of rebellion was far from the most unsettling part of the stranger's control over me. The truth was that the man could've asked anything of me and I would've complied, but he didn't need to vocalise his request. I knew instinctively what he wanted. I sighed and surrendered myself as he held me against his front in a lover's embrace, tipping my head and willingly giving him access to my throat. "One day you'll understand," he whispered, his tone subdued. I've often wondered since if he was really talking to me. Perhaps he'd been talking to himself, persuading himself that one day I'd know and accept his reasons for what he'd planned for me. I wouldn't. I couldn't. Because when my fangs came in, my world altered irrevocably. It became somewhere dark, somewhere filled with murder and blood, where magic was sinister and where even my closest ally seemed more like an enemy... Even if he did make my heart skip a beat. VAMPIRE/PARANORMAL/URBAN FANTASY

The Journal of Conn O'Dowd - A companion diary for Angela McGurk's Bled Dry: Vampire Cohorts Book 5.

Nikki Beckett has been sleeping for a hundred years in the Everneath, a limbo between Earth and Hell, where the Everlivings have found a way to be immortal. Last spring, she had been sucked into the Everneath. Now she’s returned—to her old life, her family, her boyfriend—before she’s banished back to the underworld . . . this time forever. She has six months before the Everneath comes to claim her, six months for good-byes she can’t find the words for, six months to find redemption, if it exists. Nikki longs to spend these precious months forgetting the Everneath and trying to reconnect with her boyfriend, Jack, the person most devastated by her disappearance—and the one person she loves more than anything. But there’s just one problem: Cole, the smoldering immortal who enticed her to the Everneath in the first place, has followed Nikki home. Cole wants to take over the throne in the underworld and is convinced Nikki is the key to making it happen. And he’ll do whatever it takes to bring her back, this time as his queen.

"You once said you'd never fall for a girl with a leash, Konstantin," she teased. "Tell me... has the monster finally fallen?" ⸻ Van Volkov was cold, distant, and counting down the days until his debt ended - until Aira Blight tore his world apart. Now he's bound to her, heart and soul, sworn to protect the human girl who became his greatest weakness. A year after being rescued from her grandfather's estate, Aira's finally free - living the life she once only dreamed of. But this new life brings new truths. Van is changing, pulling away, haunted by something darker than she can reach. When his curse rises to claim him, Aira must cross worlds and face the spirits of the past to save the man who once saved her. He's her protector. Her bond. Her undoing. He gave her freedom. Now she'll risk everything to give him back his soul. (Book 2 from Lady and the Wolf)

Noella has lived in the middle of the Hollenbrook forest with her pack for her entire life. Raised and trained by her superiors, she and her packmates have been slowly preparing for adulthood from the moment they were born and the wolf awakened from deep inside their souls. At the age of eighteen, every newly-adult wolf is required to attend an academy hidden in the depths of the strongest, youthful Remiluna pack. Though called an 'academy', it is everything but a pleasant ride. Not only does the Hollen pack get bullied into submission by the superior packs, but Noella finds herself pressured with the internal desire to find her lifelong mate. She can sense his close proximity but has yet to discover her other half. The only question is: Can she handle what she finds?

Finding evidence of her dead brother's whereabouts, Katherine Donovan believes that he is still alive. In pursuit to find her brother and restore her family's remaining happiness, she encounters the infamous and godforsakenly alluring Russian bastard Vitaly Alecovich Rostov and gets ensnared in his plan of capturing her brother. In order to attain his goal, he offers her a deal. However, the deeper she dives into the tangles of Vitaly's merciless world, she finds herself in a hauntingly familiar past. A past that she has been erased from- a past that she cannot she escape. Unsetting secrets loom the air of her maddening relationship with Vitaly. The question is; will she run from him? Or to him?

*®*Mature readers only please..*®* "Come with me. Just give us tonight. Please Kelly." he said making me look back up to find his eyes burning into mine. His hand was outstretched towards me. The choice to take it, mine. I gulp, as my heart rate thumped wild and untamed. Just like him and the way his touch erupted the wild hunger within me. Before I could think much about it, I was reaching a quivering hand towards his. Heat erupted when his hand touched mine and I let in a sharp inhale of air. Those eyes burned into mine as his hand circled around my much smaller hand and he smiled softly. Taken away yet again by those captivating blues, I was soon letting him lead me forward. *°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*°*° ****From my one shots*** !ALL RIGHTS RESERVED! DO NOT PLAGIARIZE ANY OF MY STORIES!!