Poor Little Ms Andrews
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  • Parts 1
  • Time 8m
Complete, First published Aug 06, 2011
How much can one night of horror really do to a person?
Not much right?
Well, add a bit of guilt and some schizophrena, and now, what do you have?
A night not worth remembering...

For Ms Isobelle Andrews, life wasn't really all that difficult, but since the death of her beloved husband, an unexplainable guilt overwhelms her every day - to day activity. Not only that, but every night since his death, night horrors have taken claim over her dreams.

Can she survive the night?
Can she live with herself?
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My Vampire (Book Three)

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She got me into this mess. She had to play around and get us both captured. That stupid fucking vampire. My pack will notice that I'm gone. But these men are good at covering my scent. But I know they'll find me. I hear her gasp again and thrash around making her chains jingle around the bars we're both kept in. God knows what they're injecting her with but I'm glad they're not doing the same to me. "Give her the next dosage. She can take it" the older one says and I look away as I see them plunge the needle again into her arm. She screams and an unfamiliar sound comes to my ears. My wolf awakens at the sound as well and I stand to look at her. She's shaking like crazy and gasping as if she could even breath in the first place. It can't be? They shouldn't be able to reverse....my thoughts stop when she sits up and screams as she looks into my eyes. The dark irises I came to know over the past two weeks go from black to blue. Her heart starts beating. And my wolf calls for his mate.