To live, is to have the ability to die. Without a chance of death, life does not truly excist. Sadly, this has been taken from me. The minute the venom of the vampire burned through my veins I knew, I would no longer truly live, as I was no longer a part of nature. But whenever I am with you, Life seems to continue for me, In a way I could have never imagined (Alec Volturi love story) (short story)All Rights Reserved