Et Lilium

Perfection.
Failure is not an option.
Practice.
Then practice some more.
Starve.
Practice.
Smile. Always smile.
Practice.
Practice.
Practice....

Lilium is tired. Partially because she can't remember the last time she was allowed to eat besides that disgusting kale smoothie her stepmom made her drink. Partially because of the rigorous training and performance schedule that comes with being a ballerina. That's not including her stepmother's additions to the already strenuous regime. Lilium tries to be strong, tries not to complain. Her twin sister, Rosaria, has it just as bad being the violinist of the two. Perhaps she gets to eat more regularly, but Lilium has seen her sister's fingers curling in agony at bedtime after their stepmother gets ahold of her.

She has no reason to complain. She simply needs to go through the motions. That's all she has to do. Until one day....one day she'll be free.

But Lilium wilts to the point she can't take it anymore. On a snowy night she runs away until her car breaks down in the middle of nowhere. Determined to keep moving, she walks out in the snow and finds herself dancing to her death - frozen in time.

Two men happen to be driving by when they notice the car and footprints leading out into the woods. They stumble across a wilting angel, dancing her last dance. As Moroi, death is simply a part of their life. Had it been any other on that snowy night, Vale and Onyx would've let them be. But there's something about that girl that makes Vale panic.

He can't bear to live in a world where the sad angel doesn't exist.

Now intertwined with the famous rock band made up of vampires living life to the fullest before they must return to their aristocratic duties in Italy, Lilium no longer is alone. Now she has a group of ridiculously tall and thin men who have put her under their protection.