The Dark Treaders (re-writing)

His Kiss intoxicated me. The passion of his lips when he pressed them against mine made me feel like we were the only people in the world. He pulled his head back and brushed my sandy blonde off my face. All I could see was his chestnut brown eyes but that didn’t matter. As long as he was mine..............

With these strange dreams, a vampire called Maeve must decide what is real and what is fictional. But when accepted to a vampire school she must learn who is the enemny. However when she realizes that an enemy could be haunting her dreams she must use all of her strenghth not to fall for him.....