Evelyn Monroe hated Christmas, she wasn't always like that. Even till the age of seventeen she believed that Father Christmas existed somewhere, but just before her 18th Christmas her world changed and so did her beliefs and thoughts. That's till she runs into the plaza's Santa who sported a very sexy six pack under that pot stomach of his, not that she cared. She didn't. But with all the christmas spirit in the air, he was a dose of a miracle that she needed. * * * Published novel

One strange night, Camille Nichols, a nerd at her highschool, is walking home. Strange enough, her home is barely far away, except her walk seems excruciatingly long. Everything around her is dark, bleak and gloomy, until a faint smell of blood arises. To her amazement, an extremely attactive guy appears, with unusually long teeth splattered with something red appears before her. Before she knows it, two bleeding holes are punctured on her neck, and she has a weird craving for blood. What happens when this awkward seventeen year old gets vampire venom running through her veins?