The Saint

"Dance with me." I looked at Giovanni and his blue eyes stared at me with amazement and compassion. Something no other man ever did before. "I have not danced in a long time Isabel." He smirked as he laid back on the couch and stared at me. My favorite song was playing, and I could not help but to pull him up as I beg...

The Bad Ones

Vampires don't exsist... Right? Well that's what I thought too, until I became one of the bad ones... The ones who were so bad they don't go to jail, they go somewhere worse. Much, much worse...