The Day my life Begins

My grandmother used to tell me stories of evil vampires and werewolf's that would go on killing sprees and liked to play with humans weak and tender heart. She also told me that some of them could be changed, all they needed was that special someone, better yet there soulmate. Everyone thought she was crazy, I was a little girl then and it scared me a little. She was shortly after that sent to a mental sanctuary and was never heard from. She wasn't dead but i wasn't allowed to go see her. Now I'm 17 and i didn't believe any of this until I got married (kidnapped) by a over protective, egoistic, self-centered, jerk my one and only vampire soulmate