Book 4 in the Airel Saga. If you missed the first three books, they're on Wattpad (Book 1 is Airel: The Awakening; Book 2 is Airel: The Discovering; Book 3 is Michael: The Curse). Every book in this series is available in eBook format from Amazon/Kindle, Google Play, Apple/iTunes/iBooks, Barnes & Noble/Nook, and Kobo. Anyone with a smartphone, iPad, tablet, or computer can read them!

This is the sequel to Light as a Feather, Stiff as a Board, the first book in the Weeping Willow High School series.

[COMPLETED] With the P'yuschego Vampirov finally ready to make themselves known, Cordelia and the others must finally accept the idea that no one is prepared for the attack they plan to make. The rise of evil is near and no one will be able to guarantee the safety of lives anymore.

[COMPLETED] The events of Eternal Loss have left everyone in the coalition on edge, knowing that none of their lives will ever be the same again. This has left Cordelia forever changed, as she comes to terms that her entire life as a human is over. Watching her new family crumble under the touch of the P'yushchego Vampirov has destroyed her reason to hold on to the past. She is angry and now with the realization that witches played a hand in the destruction, she and others must confront a coven that played a part long ago in the P'yyushchego Vampirov creation. During this, Cordelia is also facing the reality that comes with her power of necromancy, as Killian adjusts to his life as a human- again.

[COMPLETED] Everything is changing, after the events of Tortured Awakening. With Cordelia being forced into the life of a vampire, she is coming to terms with everything that comes along with the title. Cordelia and coalition eminent, Gabriel Thatcher must accept the reality with both of their lives, as new situations take over her, leaving them with more questions than answers, as a new threat enters, leaving everyone in danger.

[COMPLETED - NEW VERSION BEING UPLOADED ON PROFILE] Cordelia Bellrose lives a pristine life, in the upper class. The year is 1909 and though the Victorian Era has passed, a new one is about to enter. Cordelia is arranged to become engaged to Nathaniel Rowe, a man she has no interest in loving. Upon an unfortunate event, she is forced to give up the life she once knew. Everything ending back to vampire, Killian Claybrooke, a vampire who has been walking among the living for hundreds of years. He wants fun and takes the opportunity to snatch it, when he crosses paths with her, on his nightly feeding. Cordelia wants to move on and refuses to live life for a man, after all the events that have plagued her. However, without knowing it, Killian plans on getting everything he wants from Cordelia. She has to make sure she does not lose herself anymore than she already has, despite Killian's vampire friends entering the households and a greater threat that has Cordelia on a thin line, to figure out where she is meant to go. For a girl of her age, she soon begins to break all the rules she's grown up learning, to just to grasp her one true desire. Freedom. *2nd Place in 2017 The Invisible Awards*

There are some absolute truths I believe in. You have to have principles, if you want to survive in this world. You need something to hold on to; to survive the bumps in the road life throws in your way. Call it what you want, but it's like there's a set of laws of physics my very own world operates on. I know who I am. My name is Anna Johnson. I am an elemental witch and my element is air. From the diary of Anna Johnson

Colors danced behind my eyes, until the world fell into a haze of dark mist. Black fissures of power within arm's reach. Mine. Magic slammed into me, endless and vast like a tidal wave coming in and crushing over my head. I took it, absorbed it, glutted myself on it because it felt good. No consequences. No pain.

A jolt. A small hitch in the rhythmic beating of my heart. Dèjà vu didn't even begin to describe it. ... My heart stopped, my breath jostled forward, shock rippling through my system. It happened again. For a few precious seconds my mind froze up and, together with my body, went into a complete lockdown. It was the same each time I saw him.

Well, you could stare at a white wall until you were blue in the face, it would never be more than a white wall. The same was true for the master vampire. A vampire was a vampire was a vampire. Period. (Anna Johnson)