the misunderstood boy is back and more confusing then ever sequel to love, sophia

a story in which a misunderstood boy is incapable of feeling loved

❝choose your last words, this is the last time 'cos you and i, we were born to die.❞

She's got the eyes of innocence, the face of an angel, a personality of a dreamer, and a smile that hides more pain than you could ever imagine. Disclaimer : This is my very first story so I'm sorry if it's bad and/or unrealistic. ~ Includes Violence & Strong Language ~

Anonymous love notes, chocolate boxes in their locker, roses delivered at their doorstep. What was every girl's dream is Nebraska Shay's nightmare. She doesn't see love notes, she sees a stalker watching her every move. She doesn't see chocolates delivered in her locker as a sweet gesture, she sees the chocolates as some sort of bribe. The roses to her isn't a sign of affection, it's a sign of obsession over her. The more she rejects the offerings, the scarier they got. What will happen next when she opens the door expecting roses and instead got the dead body of a girl who used to bully her?

When Nebraska decided to sacrifice herself to save the people she loved, she didn't expect to wake up and find out almost everything about her changed. Her hair, her eyes, her speed, and her appetite. She then realizes that not only is she no longer human, but she has to spend the rest of her life living with two vampires. One of them annoys her to the point where she wants to stab herself, the other has anger issues that make her want to avoid him. To add to that, she also has to endure their 'training' to teach her how to use her abilities wisely. If that wasn't stressful enough, those two didn't exactly tell her how many hunters and vampires alike wanted them dead. It's a kill or be killed life Nebraska got herself stuck in, and she's not sure if she'll be ready to stake whoever comes her way.

❝i'm making a list, you see. to complete before i die.❞ © enlivening. all rights reserved.

One bridge. Two guys. Three secrets. Four therapists. Five attempts. Six months. Seven bad habits. Eight family meetings. Nine visits. Ten cuts. One death. Spiritual #4

❝your smile may be bright, but your soul may be dark.❞