A shudder escapes me as he breathes into my neck. If he wasn't the Deimos I knew, he was obviously his beast. "I am going to mark you." The beast growled, nibbling at the soft flesh of my neck. I trashed in his arms, "No, stop! I won't forgive you, I'll hate you!" I snarled, twisting and turning my body. The beast, known as Deimos' wolf, growls. "Stop!" I pleaded, my screams of echoing in the empty forest. He suddenly sinks his canines into my bare neck, I released a deathly yelp, before falling into a sleepless slumber. Hopefully this was just a nightmare, and I'd soon awaken. [Highest Rank: #12] [Created: March 14, 2015] [Ended: Around August 28, 2015] ***WARNING*** Crappy grammar, and confusing storyline. You have been warned... I wrote this story so many years ago, this was my very first story. I was really young when I wrote this, so I am sorry if there is ignorant or stupid things in this book. A head's up, it's not gonna be good... So please be a bit merciful with your insults. If you are a stickler for a good plot and grammar, please skip this book, it will probably just waste your time. If you want to read a tad bit more polished work, check out my current novel that I am writing, "Not His." Have fun reading!

The 12 Zodiac work for an organization dedicated to assassinate and kill whoever they are ordered to. Each specialize in their own technique each have their own way to kill. Think of this organization like a college, they live here. Orphaned at a young age they all found their way here and have dedicated themselves to a life a crime. They have courses to improve their skills and find themselves caught with romances and betrayal along the way. The life of an assassin is deadly and dangerous, one wrong move and they could get caught. They may be young but don't under estimate them...