Crispin was no fairytale hero. He was a creature from the dark, a demon that would either destroy me or save me. My life rests in the hands of a monster and my love in the hands of a man but which one will save me.

Gentle ripples passed over her, a watery caress that contrasted with her growing unease. Blinking slowly, Eliza tried to make sense of her situation. She found herself submerged, an unexpected aquatic world unfolding around her. Panic crept in as her ankles remained bound, immobilized as if by an unseen force. An attempt to move her arms yielded no results - they were ensnared in an unyielding grip. Seaweed, sinuous and trailing, wrapped itself around her legs with an almost possessive hold. Every movement was thwarted by the constricting tendrils, her struggles mirrored by the rippling sea plants. An urgency to breathe set in, her chest tightening in a desperate plea for air. But the very element that should sustain her had become a stifling barrier. A strand of slimy seaweed clung to her lips, smothering her mouth and nose. It seemed as if the water itself had turned against her, a sinister transformation that threatened to consume her.

Meg and Luke are the only two half-bloods in the world. Meg has been a vampire for over 200 years; Luke has been a vampire slayer for over 10 years. How could the two of them live their forbidden romance without something going wrong? They can't. smething will go wrong... it's fate.

Raven has just turned 16 and as tradition is to take part in the choosing ceremony where all 16 year old females are paraded in front of all the unmated male werewolves. What happens when Raven finds out that she is the mate to the werewolf princes and a major part in the war that's coming? Follow Raven on the path to her destiny.