His brown eyes start assessing my face, making me feel really uncomfortable. I mean, the guy’s really tall. He like looms over my short figure. I’ve never seen him so up close, it’s almost surreal. And, I say this in the most no-homoest way, but like, I see why the girl’s go so crazy for him. He’s tall, obviously muscular, I mean nobody can miss the rippling muscles popping off his body, or his big ass broad shoulders. He’s got an angular jaw, and his nose is slightly crooked. Probably from getting into too many fights; he is a bad boy, after all. “So, uh, thanks. For taking me here, I mean,” I say, feeling awkward. Ian’s just standing here, looking me up and down in the sort of way you’d look at a chick. I’m getting freaked out. Ian merely smirks, and nods. “No problem.” I turn, grabbing onto the doorknob. But, when his hand suddenly shots out and slams the door close as I pull it open, I freeze and get really scared. See? See?! I knew it was too good to be true. He’s about to beat my ass. Real smart, too smart. I have to give one to Ian. Play with his prey, make them think their gunna make it out alive, and then BOOM! Get their ass just when their hope rises. I should’ve known. “So...” Ian murmurs, his hot breath blowing against my ear. “You do know, you hit my car, right?” “Uh...yeah, about that...I’m really sorry. If there’s any way that I can repay⎯” I turn around as I’m speaking, but Ian cuts me off. With his lips.

Like any other teenager, I wanted a damn break from school. Well, a murder on campus gave me that break. Sadly (for me, mostly) the murder had to do with my new... "friend": a homicidal, obsessive, cunning, and possessive stalker with an irritating sense of humor. How did I stumble onto the stalker of all stalkers? no. damn. clue. What I do know is that they text me obsessively, kill people around me, and threaten my friends and family if I throw away my phone or tell the cops. Well, they cover the categories of insane, murderous, and annoying, so I'm already screwed. But that doesn't mean I'm going down without a fight.

"Mirror mirror on the wall, who's the sickest of them all?" With eyes so green filled with no sanity, and hair as dark as his soul, Jack Veil is the most feared man in the small town of Vexton. Now some may call him a 'Vampire' due to his thirst of human blood. Others may call him completely cannibal. They all defined him well. He has spent years in a mental hospital due to his dark past. Soon this psycho vampire escapes and is free to roam the streets once again. But what happens when a blue eyed beauty walks into the evil man's life? Will he set aside his lust for bloody murder and behave like a good boy? Mm maybe..