What if you were in a relationship and your boyfriend started to become very distant? He began focusing on other girls, arriving late to dates, forgetting anniversaries, and not giving you any attention when you needed it. One day, after having enough, you decided to go to his house to confront him and figure out what was wrong. Instead, you discovered he was cheating on you with a wealthy girl. How would you feel? Unworthy, awful, and depressed, right? You might put on a smile and tell everyone you're fine while, inside, you're screaming and falling into a dark abyss. This is how I felt when Link, the hero of time, my true love and the best boyfriend a girl could ever wish for, betrayed me on my birthday. Since then, every birthday has been a reminder of that pain-until I met him and his two kids.

(1ST BOOK OF BLACKBLOOD SERIES) Asher had quite a strange start to her life. First of all, she's the first female werewolf that's alpha-blooded that she knows... Or so she thought at first. Second, from birth, she has unnatural light blue hair that no one could explain. Third, her inner wolf isn't female but male, which she had yet to see in others. Fourth, vampires raised her mainly and not in a usual pack. And it will not stop getting stranger from there: secrets found out, answers given, and war brewing. (This is an old story, don't expect to see my current writing skills in them, lol.)

"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.