Alex Brady had been a normal kid when he'd fallen for Bree Treven. It was a cute little romance between two innocent children. But four years later, Bree is far from innocent. After years of abuse and rape committed by her family, little Bree finally snapped. Bree was thrown into Crickly, a place that turns you crazy if you aren't already. Alex was left without a friend in the world. Four years on, Alex is battling bullies at school and neglect at home, but maybe he wont be so alone, when a certain psychopath decides the time is right to make a surprise visit home.

The novel depicts the plight of the French peasantry demoralized by the French aristocracy in the years leading up to the revolution, the corresponding brutality demonstrated by the revolutionaries toward the former aristocrats in the early years of the revolution, and many unflattering social parallels with life in London during the same time period. It follows the lives of several protagonists through these events. The most notable are Charles Darnay and Sydney Carton. Darnay is a former French aristocrat who falls victim to the indiscriminate wrath of the revolution despite his virtuous nature, and Carton is a dissipated English barrister who endeavors to redeem his ill-spent life out of his unrequited love for Darnay's wife. Cover art done by @orangedusk

I grabbed the neck of my next victim and put her in a chokehold. "Where is she," I spat. The petite girl wrapped in my arms seemed to think she was stronger than me. I felt her struggle under my tight grip. Her sweaty blonde hair in my eyes blinding me, I let her go. As soon as I let her I made sure to give her a heavy push so that she fell weakly on the floor. I walked over to the vampire, grabbed her, and dragged her across the cement floor. She scratched at my hands until they bled, but that didn't phase me. Once we got to the once familiar house that I used to call home I let the blonde go. Her close were now ripped and her fangs were now out. Was she trying to threaten me? "I swear to god Caroline, if you do not tell me where Elena is I will be the last person you ever lay eyes on!" I would have to send another message to Elena, and that would be one of her other dead best friends on her doorstep. And before Caroline could scream I wrapped my long talons around her neck. With a quick push of my hand, it was now inside her chest. I took hold of her heart and ripped it out of her frail body. "I really was never fond of you anyways."