You know how they say, 'Don't judge a book by it's cover'? Well I wish that I had. Ever since that day when he asked me for a pencil, I have fancied the socks off of Eli Thornton. Who could blame me? He was the picture of perfection, the resident Adonis carved by the Greek gods themselves. A medical student, motorcycle owner, leather wearing sexy beast. But then he bloody well opened his mouth and turned out to be a right pain in the arse. Suddenly he flipped from being the highlight of my Monday morning lecture to the bane of my existence. Who knew that something as minor as misplacing my favorite romance book could fuel so much hate and anger. Join me on the rollercoaster that is my life as I discover that deep deep deep down beneath all that pent up anger, pride and pratishness there is a decent guy...well, maybe. Bring your shovel or maybe even a jackhammer because I've a feeling that we will be digging to China before we meet this so called 'Decent guy'.

Ariya Redmond thinks her life is over when she is shipped off to Northern Canada for her protection by the American Government. Her blood makes her and others with her blood type an extremely attractive commodity to the usually peaceful Vamparic race. Her blood is addictive to them...well that's what the government says anyway. With the sudden upheaval of her life, Ariya has enough on her plate but she can't help her curiosity being aroused by her temperamental and extremely attractive neighbour. She wants to unveil all his secrets and most importantly she wants to know why he ventures into the forest every night to return with bloody and ripped clothing. Ariya wants answers and she wants them now, the one thing she can't admit to wanting, is him.