"So you think you can be my guard?" Aiden circled me. I broadly smiled, raising brow in his direction. "You should see me in action." He smirked, stopped and scratching his chin. "I have...on the news. You nearly dissapear on the cameras. I love that, you move fast yet people know you're there. It sends fear in their hearts and blood pumping faster. Just at the mention of blood pumping, it made my quicken a little. "Like I said." I bowed. "You should see me in action." *~*~*~*~*~* Valerie Materson can't deny it anymore. She's cursed; an abomination because of her foul mixed blood. Being half vampire and half werewolf has its perks but the urges she recieves totally suck. One night it's blood and the next is getting in on a good fight which never ends good. Living in the big apple, Valerie materson has a big price on her wolf head. Percisely 20, 000 dollars and raising after every kill she makes. She can't help but hear every vein pulse as she passes an innocent person, its just in her cursed blood. Dealing with her troublesome urges for four years now, she finally gets an answer. Aiden Damson. A Royal Vampire from over seas is in need of a body gaurd after his last had passed over. And he's searching for a unique one this time, when his eyes fall upon this little vamp puppy. A story of anger management, humerous brothers from other mothers, sad family stories, weird love, hot sex, pissed off shoulder bites, lingerie party nights. But most of all, a strong bond between master and body guard is neatly expressed.

On my sixteenth birthday mum and dad dropped a huge bombshell they told me I was being sent to deadwood academy. I'm a straight A student, I'm never in trouble, I babysit when asked, I work part time after school at a bookstore and now they want to pack me up and send me off to a boarding school six hours away. What have i done wrong to deserve this? don't they love me anymore? I honestly cant understand why they are doing this to me. I'm leaving all my friends and family behind and no matter how hard I protest my parents just say they don't want to speak about the matter. What kind of school uses the name deadwood anyway? Oh that's my new school in the middle of bloody nowhere. "It's ok violet calm down" I told myself as I walked out the door with my bags towards mum and dad waiting in the car.

"You seem to have forgotten that you're not marrying a commoner, Alina. You're marrying the prince of all vampires, so look alive and get me some coffee." Alina Deluca lives a normal life up in the Californian north. At least that's what she makes the world believe. Locked within her hypnotising emerald eyes are horrors she could never speak of even if it killed her... secrets that border the paranormal. Erick Stayton, the Vampire Prince, is her nightmare. To her, he was no more than a cold, savage predator that lusted for her blood and took away everything she had that one traumatising night four years ago. Except she is bound to be his bride by an arranged marriage deal she can never understand Now, at twenty-one, she is to marry her nightmare in a month's time. Mustering her every strength to set things right in her awry life, she gets embroiled in an ages old feud and a struggle for power of mind-boggling proportions. Strangely enough, she finds herself connecting with Erick.

"Stop? Don't order me around, human." He snarled, baring his teeth at me. I whimpered a little, nodding and complying with his command. I wasn't one to whimper and not say a word. I was one that would fight back and not agree to what anyone said. I spat in his face, in an attempt to get out of his grip. It worked for a second as he let go and wiped his face vigorously. But that second wasn't long enough, he grabbed my face and brought his own closer to mine. "You listen here, human. No one disrespects me. I am going to make you pay, you lowly creature!" He barked in my face, his eyes turning a shade that I had never witnessed before. Suddenly I was thrown into the alleyway that was beside us. I landed on my side which made me take in a sharp breath. He picked me up by the throat and pressed me up against the hard brick wall. He wrapped one arm around my waist and let go of my neck to then knot his fingers into my hair and pull it backwards - exposing my décolletage. He bent his head down, while I was writhing in agony as to what would happen to me. I felt a pair of lips press against my collarbone, making shivers run down my spine. I then felt his hot tongue on my neck, slowly licking up then back down to the centre. I felt two sharp canines graze my skin and in less then a second those two canines pierced my skin, making me scream out in pain. "You are my play thing."