Ella Creek is a proud werewolf. Daughter of the Alpha and a rare breed. She is a white wolf. Beautiful too. She disguises herself at school to fool people in believing she's human. But what if she wasn't alone? Many others prowl the school grounds in human costumes. Not just werewolves, vampires too. Ella had always noticed him, but he may not have noticed her, until one day. A murder has occurred. The victims body entirely drained of blood. What did it mean? Shortly afterwards that question was long forgotten when she had finally spoken to him, her mate. Gabriel Stone. He was human, to the naked eyes. However, she began to question when strange things happened around him. Skipping school, mood swings even what he says. Ella realized his two best friends were vampires. Which made her ask this very question. Is her mate a human, or a vampire? And will she be able to love him the same way?

Sequel to Sixteen Year Old Vampire- Elizabeth's life has become better ever since she's finally accepted her dads death and humans. She has an amazing family, awesome friends, and the perfect mate. But what she doesn't know is that there's a dangerously crazy Alpha, wanting to mate with her for her powers. Powers that she's doesn't even know she has. Powers that will emerge on her 200th birthday. Things are getting crazy, and I'm not talking about her uncle. It seems that going to a human high school isn't the worst thing in the world after all.

Never in my life has my mom ever said something so horrible, so disgusting. Never in my sixteen years of living, have I heard something so awful and cruel. When Mom said those five words, I felt like my world was ending, and that my life was over. "You're going to high school." Now, I know what you're thinking. What's so bad about high school? Well, nothing if you're a normal, responsible human. But, that's just the thing. I'm not human. I'm a vampire. And, I've watched a hundred human movies to know that high school is horrible. My life has officially ended.

He had spent centuries with only himself for company, he fed, tortured and killed that was his life and he liked it that way, until she came along and stirred something in him, something he couldn't and wouldn't accept. “If I were you I’d keep that stake sharp. Don’t expect anymore visits like this, next time I come I expect you to use that thing,” he told her pointing to the stake on the bed, and then he was gone.