The game is called paranoia. Everyone gets a name. The object of the game is to 'kill' that person. This time, the game was taken too far. And now, someone has to die.

Vampires? Check. Werewolves? Check. Death prophecy to hang over your head? Double check. Seventeen year old Emma Hutchinson struggles to find her place in the world she has been born to as she tries to decide whether she should be with Michael, the boy she has been dreaming about since she was three or if she belongs with Dominic, her betrothed.

Dreams are real. Imagine a world where your nightmares are someone elses reality. And then imagine walking into someones nightmare. And then imagine you killed a person, imagine you killed a person in your dreams. Imagine the person you killed was not supposed to have died that night. What happens when Sammy walks into a nightmare, a nightmare about him. Imagine you can see dead people. Imagine, death, blood, suicide, love, hate, birth, incurable diseases. Imagine a life where you could control a person. How is that possible? Domestic violence? "I never wanted to kill. I am not naturally evil. Such things I do, Just to make myself More attractive to you. Have I failed?"