It takes years to accept someone who’s below or above your league. It takes years to accept who or what type of person they are. But it doesn’t take a day to know them. It takes seconds, minutes, and hours. [Sequel to 'Why Him?']

Was Originally: My parents sold me, to my dead brother new best friend. My brother disappeared when I was eight, after a while we just assumed that he was dead. On my eighteenth birthday my life fell apart as my dead brother turned out to be not dead at all. What's worse was that my parents did something that I will not forgive. They sold me to his best friend who is supposed to be some kind of “prince”. They made the decision to ruin my life and payback is an understatement. Also it is being edited, but it takes time so just deal with it tell it gets fixed. dont like the dont read, go find something else to read or work on your own work so i can come bitch about to you.

"You bastard! Let me go!" I screamed as soon as the gag fell from around my mouth. "You know I can't let you go, as I've already explained multiple times before, you're my mate." He explained patiently, while he walked closer and touched a strand of my dusty blond bangs. "No! I'm not you're friend."I gashed my teeth at him, trying to look menacing, but failing terribly when he chuckled and carried on stroking my hair. If it was not for my hands being tied up behind my back, and my legs being cuffed to the poles in front of me, I would have already clawed his eyes out, and kicked him where the sun does not shine, then I would have made my escape, but unfortunately for me I did not think that will be happening any time soon. "Not friend;mates. Mates, as in soul mates" his melodic voice was just above a whisper, and his lips where inches away from my ear. I looked at him, as if he had lost his mind, because even if I was not a shrink, I knew he should be diagnosed-crazy. "You're mad, you need some help-" Hi there, I'm Blair. Maybe I should start my story from the beginning, of how me; a average nineteen year old girl with daddy issues, ended up being kidnapped by a crazy guy, who believes I'm his soul mate, and he also thinks he's a werewolf-crazy right?

Evain's just a normal 17 year old girl who happens to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Captured by Damon, a dark, broody vampire, she's immersed into a dark world with little chance of escape. What will become of her fate?

"I alpha Ross Morse here by reject our mating bond and let you go. Shay Mathews." He turned just like that, my inner wolf whinning in pain. I held my burning heart as the mating bond pulled away and was gone just like that. Ass. after her Mate rejects her for being shy and quiet Shay Mathews decides to leave and be herself, a loud and exciting girl but what happens when her senior year come and her mate Ross wants her back now? will she run back to his arms willingly or will she play and let him suffer the pain he put her through? Not to mention the dark force that wants her dead. Can she deal with all this drama and what kind of creature is after her? [author's note: With all the secrets to reveal and the mystery to find out you won't know if you should run or fight. I put alot of thought into this story so please enjoy.]