Fate is a funny thing. It dictates your happiness and your sorrow; how you live, and how you die. My life, up to this point, had been dictated by Fate. It had led me down a path lined with injustices and paved by the cold stones that were the hearts of my people. When I had finally felt accepted, felt loved by another, it threatened to take all of my newfound joys away. My very being was a fragile boat, and Fate was the tempest, blowing my vessel closer and closer to the threatening shores, tossing and jarring me on the crimson sea of blood. Once you know the dark, it never leaves you. The difference now was that I had at last found my light, and though I was not yet used to its warmth, Fate wanted to plunge me back into the blackness. I am more than just an experiment of life and a stretch of time. I am willing to cut my strings and live my life as something other than a marionette. I do not care about the consequences. After all, I have nothing to lose. I have learned a lot of things since coming to Vittoris, and though I was taught that life and death go hand in hand, I came to the very harrowing realization of something on my own: So do love and war. Some say you cannot fight Fate. I will prove them wrong. Even if it's the last thing I do.

"You know you can't hide from me, Miriska. No matter how many guards your father may assign to you, it won't be enough, I will breach every defense and retaliate every attack and I WILL have you in my arms, for the rest of eternity," the voice was a soft but menacing whisper hidden in the blackest of shadows. "Who are you?" "You will get to know me soon enough, my love. Worry not," the words came so suddenly, they startled me. "Where are you?" I shouted to the trees. I froze when I felt ice cold lips on the skin of my neck. "Closer than you think." ~ Notes. Disappearances. A stalker or two. Miriska Valentine feels unsafe and watched and she is. Why?

This world has so many different colours but no amount of colour can hide the darkness. I'm Amelia and I know about the darkness because it comes to me I fight it off but it wins all the time untill I meet Jake. He doesn't know but he helps it go away and makes it easier for me to live in such a dark world. Yes I might be rich but money doesn't define happiness and family doesn't necessarily mean love. Love what is that??, it's a trick that your mind plays on you and when you have fallen it breaks you into so many pieces that you can never be whole. So when they tell me there is someone out there for everyone including me I laugh at them. A witch for a step mother, father who is under her spell and a mother who haunts my dreams. I repeat love what can it do?? The answer is it can save you.

Two creatures: two very different paths crossing to form one important destiny. Abigail is nothing short of a party girl. It's a different man almost every night. It doesn't matter that her four roommates are the same race as her or the humans she used to work with, she is on top and they are all below her. For a vampire two centuries old, Abigail sees nothing in color and when a mysterious being enters her life, he challenges her very nature. Why has he come into her life and why won't he leave? With these questions in mind, Abigail knows one thing: she doesn't need this angel...or does she? Dante thought he'd seen everything until he came across Abigail. For a vampire that is so feisty, so strong willed, he can't help but wonder why she is the one they're hunting for. With his people locked in a desperate search for a demon seeking to bring Hell onto Earth, Abigail seems to be too much for him. Against his desire to leave her in the California dust, he is tied to her by his loyalty to his angel brethren. And so he must protect her at all costs, keeping her safe from whatever threat that tries to consume her, but with her wild nature and refusal to let him get close--will he be able to stay sane enough? Or will Abigail turn him against his own ways? Two people, so different in every way, with a single destiny that may change the world.