❝Life could have swallowed all the light in her, and she'd still be full of fire and fight.❞ cover by @allisonsargent [ NEW MOON ] [ HAVEN ELDRIDGE SERIES|BOOK 1 ]

❝My dear, how far do you go hunting monsters before you become one yourself?❞ cover by @allisonsargent [ ECLIPSE ] [ HAVEN ELDRIDGE SERIES|BOOK 2 ]

❝My body, it has bled and blazed and broken, and yet it beats on. I am iron. A little rusted, perhaps, but still I endure.❞ cover by @allisonsargent [ BREAKING DAWN ] [ HAVEN ELDRIDGE SERIES|BOOK 3 ]

❝Interesting, the only thing stronger than your craving for blood is your love for this one girl.❞ Allison Christopher had seen many states. She had moved around for as long as she could remember and she had never lived in one place longer than three years. So when her mother relocates them for the umpteenth time to Forks, Washington - a town that wasn't even on most maps - and tells her that it's their last stop for a while, the girl was skeptical. Allison didn't expect to befriend a family that came straight out of an episode of Supernatural, and she certainly didn't expect to fall in love with one of them. Allison promised herself she wouldn't form any attachments before she stepped foot into Forks, but then she met him and her entire world turned upside down and suddenly he was the one holding her down to Earth, not gravity. [twilight - new moon] [cover idea - @-voidallison]

❝And her heart was the best part, it would always calm the storm for those who were afraid of a little rain.❞ Allison Christopher made herself into a new woman during her time in Forks, Washington. Before, she was a gentle girl with a heart warmer than the blood rushing through her veins. And she was still that girl, but that girl was buried underneath battle scars and cold eyes. She became a warrior, who fought with her life to protect others. She became a soldier, who battled to save the ones she loves. Allison walked proudly with battle scars marring her once fair skin, and she held her head high with dignity when someone's eyes lingered on the marks. If people were rain, then Allison had once viewed herself as a light drizzle. Now, after she'd been through hell and returned with blood stained hands and smiling lips, she knew she was a hurricane. Underneath her hard exterior, she was still the same girl she had once been. She still loved with all she had, and she still forgave easily. She still laughed until she cried, and she still had the warmest heart. And her heart was the best part; it never failed to calm her hurricane into a drizzle for those who were afraid of a little rain. [the twilight saga: eclipse] [book two in the allison christopher series] [cover idea - @-voidallison]