𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘣𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘨𝘭𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘷𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨. 𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘸𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘳 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘷𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥, 𝘯𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘪𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥, 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘯𝘪𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴. 𝘏𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘢 𝘨𝘰𝘥𝘴, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘥𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘯𝘰 𝘸𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘈𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰'𝘴. 𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦, 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘳 𝘸𝘢𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘥.

Featured: 8/14/17 Highest rank: #14 in vampire His eyes were a clear empty black, rage filled and fear striking as he spoke, "My darling, Persephone, don't you know that you cannot leave?" Cover art by: @atomic79

"You're mine." I said, only inches away from her beautiful face. Her eyes. Her lips. I could not resist. "There's only you... Only you." My thumb caressed her cheek, marvelling at the softness of her skin. From under her dark nut-brown hair, peeked eyes of hazel and honey, edged with a deep forest-green. Held innocence, and fire that dwindled down to smoldering ember. I was warned about the threats in life, but never the ones with hazel eyes. I held her close, so close that I could feel her heartbeat against my chest. Her body- chiseled to perfection. Must she be so perfect? I couldn't stop myself from pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. At first, it was a delicate butterfly of a kiss, so faint, like a whisper. But, oh, it grew into so much more. Kissing her hungrily, my hands roamed all over her body. I wanted to kiss her lips, trace the curves, the lines and the twists they hid. I wanted to caress her body, cover with my hands every inch of her skin from head to toes, run my fingertips over her, and hear the melody of her laughter, and the symphony of her moans."More," I growled silently, still kissing on her bottom lip. "Give me more, Amelia." I kept kissing her, over and over again, each time harder than the last. The more love I give her, the more I have bursting inside me... Crazy, huh? "Dimitri" The silvery melody of her voice serenaded trough my heart as the air softly touched her lips when she whispered my name. My aesthetic senses came alive. I was once again struck by what she did to me, by her beauty. Her kisses, they lit my brain on fire, the warmth spreading throughout my entire body. After each one of them, I was more addicted. I couldn't bare not to be with her and I could barely breathe when she wasn't around. I, the Vampire Prince of Venedocia was swollen under the spell of this human. Amelia was my salvation and my torment. I lived for her and I would die with the memory of her in my arms. She was the half that made me whole.

"Being reunited with your childhood best friend after eight years apart? Sounds like a heart-warming story. Finding out that said best friend is now a complete jerk who's determined to make your life hell? Not so much." Georgie and Connor were once inseparable. Best friends from birth, they did everything together - well, that was until Connor's dad got a once-in-a-lifetime job opportunity and the family was forced to relocate to New York. At age sixteen, Georgie's life is totally different - her main goal being to keep her head down and escape the brutalities of high school with as little emotional scarring as possible. Balancing school, work and her dwindling social life is enough of a challenge, but it's about to get a bit more complicated when her conceited ex-best friend gets thrown into the mix. Maybe friendship should come with an instruction booklet.