FORMERLY KNOWN AS 'DUST' Haunted by the scars on her skin and visions of tormented emerald eyes, Emera always felt fractured, worn, helpless. How could she not when at the age of thirteen, she had awoken in an NYC hospital with no recollection of who she was. The only momento of her past being a bogus heart shaped locket. Her idle, stalemate life, is interupted by an eerily familiar flaxen haired visitor who shows her not all hope is lost. In fact, Emera is the hope. The only hope. But what's a girl to do when the one person who's supposed to love her unconditionally, wants no part of their joined destiny.

Seventeen-(or one hundred and seventeen)-year-old Whitney Silver has been roaming Dractown at night for a century. Being in the un-dead club may seem like a privilege to some, but Whitney's always had to keep her guard up, even if she's the baddest girl in town. And when people start showing up dead, all stakes point at her. Being a vampire sucks.

A new world. A new race. Fear of... them. The Supernaturals have revealed themselves to the world. Vampires, werewolves, faeries, warlocks. Monsters. Caught between it all is Faye Montgomery. She is the daughter of Jameson Montgomery, diplomat to the Supernatural kingdoms. Faye is next in line for her father's position, having been trained from an early age how to take over when he steps down. She has been trained for every situation imaginable. Or so she thinks. How to react to being The Werewolf King's mate wasn't part of the training. And how to bury her feelings when he rejected her, really wasn't in the How To Take Over Diplomat to the Supernatural Kingdoms handout. (not that there is one) Faye is about ready to quit the job and move to Costa Rica when she realizes that part of being diplomat to the Supers means she also has to provide protection. She starts to believe that she just isn't cut out for the job, but the heartache, stress, anger, and fear all add fuel to the fire, leaving Faye Montgomery one strong, badass, human teenage girl. PG- 13 for a reason people. Sorry.