It's the year 3072 and vampires have taken over the world (with the help of witches, but they'd never admit that). Each human family belongs to one specific vampire who can do whatever they desire with them; whether they decide to protect them, enslave them or even kill them. However, if any other vampire touches a family that does not belong to them without permission, they are lawfully allowed to be murdered by the family's vampire. So when Evangaline Rosabito is bitten by a vampire that is not the one assigned to her family, the vampire that does belong to her family decides that it's about time he made an appearance.

Zack had planned to spend everyday of his summer on the beach to tan, chill, surf and make friends. But not everything goes to plan. A French tourist who speaks no English whatsoever steps over the sand and into his life. Quickly, Zack's so-called calm vacation becomes a breathtaking romantic roller coaster.

As if life wasn't hard enough being bullied and treated like garbage all the time; my loathsome, insufferable seat mate just had to come with his "secrets" and torture my every waking hour. What's the big deal you say? Nothing except for the fact that he's some insanely beautiful Greek God under those nerdy glasses. And now, he lives next door. I'm Sarah and this is my story. Disclaimer: This story was written in 2011. Just so you know.