Prequel to Lost in Your Song (or whatever I renamed it/please don't go looking for it). Cover art done by me. Please don't steal. The time of year is 161X and Susanna may as well be bored beyond death. Chores upon chores and constantly being badgered about finding herself a husband soon. That is all she seems to hear nowadays. Though the land is mysterious, and the woods are enticing, she is still trying to get used to the surroundings of her new home in British America. However, it seems that the only way to satisfy her boredom is through books. Books that shouldn't be read by a woman such as herself. But that is the least of her problems. There is a rumor going around about faceless monsters. Monsters that prey upon children, monsters that caused the disappearance of the Lost Colony. People have seen sightings of these beings in the woods and in the fields, but at the same time, there are stories of people finding objects they had once lost in the woods, wondering if the beings were causing those too. All of that was hogwash to Susanna... That WAS what she thought. Not until she met the faceless, colorful man did she start to believe they were true...

Yeah. I wrote this story. Haha.

If someone had told me that I would fall in love with a killer, I wouldn't have believed them. No. Back then, the thought of losing myself to such a person seemed stupid. Or even a bit far fetched. But ever since I lost my baby, I began to change. I could no longer feel anything, my heart so hollow that I couldn't even smile. She was like my world. My everything. I searched for an Angel who could save me. I searched for an Angel that would kill me, to rid me of this pain. But instead, I found a monster of the night. A monster that hid in every human's nightmares and dreams. He told me his name was Sexual Offenderman. And he said he would kill me, but it came with a choice. But after that, he spared me. And then I turned into a sad, love-struck fool that couldn't help but love the monster that lied to me, teased me, and used me for sexual satisfaction over and over. I can't stop loving him no matter how hard I try. It's impossible. How long can I, a love-struck fool, take a one-sided love with a monster? How long will it take before my heart completely breaks? And how long will I have to keep running away from the father of my unborn child?

Revenge. That is the only thing Michael Moss could think about after his mother's death. Eleven years ago, Michael's mother went missing after Michael told her a monster was under his bed. She told him it was going to be alright. But she was wrong. When she went to take 'the monster' down, she never came back. Now at the age of eighteen, Michael has leaned the truth. The WHOLE truth of why his mother went missing, of why his mother's family won't talk to him, and the reason why he looks so much like that insane, smiling bastard. ---- A cold, hair raising laugh sliced into the room, the sound of something trailing against the wall filling Michael's ears. "You look so much like your MOTHER, IT'S RIDICULOUS!!!" A rough voice yelled. Michael trembled against the chair, tugging desperately at the rope that bound his wrists. He wasn't going to die here. Not after what that monster did! --- *Mwahaha. New cover. It's hand drawn by me, so... please don't steal* Just changed the plot. Sorry~