[Completed] Previously called: "My Teacher is a Vampire" __________ This book is an actual mess and has more typos than I breath in in one day. I've written this book when I was... uh, holly shit, when I was 16, so it's cringy as hell. You understand everything. Since it somehow has more than 700k reads and people seem to love it a lot, I'll become a decent author for once and edit it thoroughly. * * * * * * When you run away from your dark past, you expect to find a paradise or something similar to it, whatever the fuck fairytale cliche waits at the end of a long road, I guess. So did I. I wanted to spend my life living without problems and worries, I really did. I was a decent person, I didn't fight for no apparent reason, I didn't curse (to a dangerous degree, at least) and I didn't look for trouble living as plainly as I could But that modrefuckre just had to enter my classroom out of all and find me. He couldn't have stayed in Russia or wherever his Vampire castle was and rule for the rest of his life (which is trust me, pretty long period), drink bloody snacks and order his evil minions around for at least next five decades and let me die as a human. No. That Vampire King just had to come in my life and claim me as his beloved. * * * * * Azriela is 17 and she is trying to get through her last year in the high school and even picked the most ordinary name, Alex, to do so. She's the most hated werewolf in the world, has a dark past and even darker destiny, but the worst of all? She is beloved of the most ruthless vampire in the world. Can she change him and change herself as well in the meantime, or are some mates just not supposed to happen? Caine: Will you ever shut up, mutt? Azriela: When you're done burning in hell, leech!

Thalia Kennedy is a positive ball of sunshine, she likes dirty jokes and smiling whenever. When she meets a man, the complete opposite of her she immediately takes a liking to him and wants to be the one to teach him how to enjoy the little things is life. Heath Jackson was a complicated man in many ways, from his complicated past to his guaranteed complicated future, he was never able to run away from his silent fears he'd face alone. He was closed off and hated the thought of even interacting with people, until someone was heavenly brought in to save him. --------------------------- "I'm thinking" He tells me and I frown. Is it really that hard to think about something nice about me? "I like your lips" He finally answers with a sly smirk on his face thinking he did something. "Which ones?" I ask before I could stop myself and bite my lip. "Don't you dare answer that" I point my finger at him, the smirk still on his face. ----------------------- #3 in cold 7/11/22 #1 in sarcasm 8/10/22