"Purr for me, kitten." he smirked, twirling that damned blade of his. "No," she snarled. ** original cover picture, before edited by me, was made by Ruberman Rodriguez.

Cover By ArabelleWinchester "Please Jack, I'm sorry," I begged him. I knew I looked like shit while he looked like a Greek god who just woke up. "I was wrong!" "Alana? What happen?" Jack asked. "S-she dead," I told him, letting a cry come from my lips. "Who?" He asked. I closed my eyes tightly, not wanting to think about it. I heard a motorcycle and gun shots. "Jack?" I asked. My eyes widen. "Get inside," He demanded grabbing my arms and pulling me into his house. **** Warning written when I was 13. Going through editing now.