Isabella (Bella) and her friend Lydia find themselves in deep trouble after walking home from school one day and getting kidnapped. On their way to get back home they find love, secrets, and not so nice people, but soon they question the thought of going home. Do they go home and live with their familys and everything goes back to normal or do they saty with their loves and live life on the edge????

Cora's a different type of person. Depressed all the time, mute, shy......WAIT mute? Oh yeah, she's mute by choice? She's also a Werewolf! And despises Vampires. Wishes those low life creates were dead. What happens when she and her grandmother moves to a new town? And boy, are there some good looking wolfs there. What happens when there's a certain boy who has his eyes on her. He's a vampire. What makes it worse is he's her mate! Can she reject him without breaking the packet she made with herself? Welcome To Cora Smiths life!

Caine is the Alpha of the Locus pack. Some say he’s strict, everyone knows he’s unforgiving, and most consider him cruel. After an incident three years ago that marked a very important part of his life, Caine decides to shut himself down from all emotion. Charlotte is a free spirit who relishes in being an easy going and friendly member of the Knight Pack. Thanks to a false accusation, Charlotte gets banished from her pack. Her Wolf has yet to make an appearance, and already Charlotte is left to wander around as a Rogue. Surely the Werewolf spirits wouldn’t pair the ruthless lonely Alpha with a lively outspoken girl who tries to live her life like a human….

"Cay, will you look at me?" I turned around and lifted my eyes to look into his. His arms were braced on the counter and he was looking at me sideways. The glow of the light coming from the living room and into the kitchen gave his face an otherworldly impression. I waited for him to continue. He closed his eyes and sighed, "Cay... Just so you know... I wanted to do it. Right there, a while ago. But you know why I couldn't, and why we shouldn't." There was a pain in my chest at his words. But I just gazed at him, unsure of what to say. He was right. It would be a mistake. And no matter how many times my weak heart and frail mind wanted him to kiss me, it would be selfish, not to mention immoral. In the end we would both regret it, and that would hurt the most. © rainthereader 2012 All Rights Reserved