Couting Stories

God is dying, and the world is crumbling with him. He needs a successor, but can't find the right person, so he sends word out to one hundred and thirty three people to settle amongst themselves who shall take his throne, but things get out of hand once people begin realizing the scale of the situation. Some go crazy while others try and prepare for the end of the world, and there are even some who don't want to fight at all.... and one of those people happens to be Chiwa Myre, a high school senior. Things don't get easier when she finds out her classmate, and her best friend's crush, Harvey, swears he'll keep her safe, even though he's her enemy. She won't hurt anybody- or will she if it means she could bring her deceased mother and brother back from the grave?

Zoey is a brother's girl... so it's hard for her to have to go and live with complete strangers until her brother gets our of jail and can be trusted as a legal guardian. Zoey isn't the most outgoing person, and hasn't talked to any of the members of her new family since she arrived, until the one day that Ryder, a notorious player, and the five others barge into Zoey's room, the guest house. Six hormonal boys, two parents and one curious, abnormal Zoey. Let's just say it's Something About Zoey.

"Do you want to love him?" the girl in straining tears asked clearly still upset. "No" Iris responded honestly. "Do you love him?" the girl asked again. Iris hesitated before stating, "....Yes." She finally admitted she was in love with the bad boy Bobby Anderson, but it might've been too late. She hated herself for letting him take piece of her heart, but little did she know how much Bobby was hurting too...

1. Never hurt, hunt a human without reason. 2. Never suck a human dry. 3. Never expose who we are to the world. 4. Never kill one among us without a reason. 5. Never, ever get involved in a relationship with a human except friendship. Those were all important rules to be followed. If broken, all you could do was beg for the High Council to forgive and forget, make them see it your way or be dead. Almost every one of us has broken rules number one and two, nobody really cares because the High Council understands our thirsts, it is what makes us the monsters we are. What are we? We’re vampire’s baby. Vampires.