16 year old Christy Sanders is raped, when she tries to get the justice she deserves everything turns upside down. Her friends and family turns against her, she is sent to live with her aunt in North Carolina, where she attends a boarding school. There she makes good friends and is faced with the possibility that her boyfriend is a blood thirsty vampire who is turned evil with an obsession to destroy her due to his soul taken away, and just when she thought it couldn't get any worse, someone is harming the students at her Boarding School. As she struggles to find out the masked villain behind this catastrophe and stops at nothing to save her hot soulless vampire boyfriend with the help of her best friend, they set out to kick ass for the one responsible for their beloved Damien (Cover by yours truly)
"You'll think twice before you make a bet with me, Blaine, now, let go of me," I said, my nose nearly touching his now."Why don't you prove that to me now, not afraid are you? I don't bite," he said, smiling smugly.
"I'm not scared of you," I said, digging nails into his hands, which sort of worked and backfired, he twisted again, harder this time, which made me press closer against him. Keeping my mind clear of my next move, my knee came up fast, only to be stopped in a millisecond, Blaine gripped my leg putting it around his waist, his face turned serious now, his nose trailing the edge of my jaw, leading up to my ear.
"Looks like you're not starting out well, Christy, why not admit defeat?" His lips brushing against my skin heading beneath my jaw to my neck. I held in a breath, remembering last time I was in this position, I almost had my blood drained.
"Never, this is just a small victory, I'll take the rest," I said, my voice hoarse now. "Can't wait to see who wins," he said. "Now, do I get a reward for my victory?" he grazes his teeth on my pulse, Suddenly I scream, an ear piercing scream, very much loud and right next to this ear.
COMPLETED.
"What are you?" he asks, his deep melodious voice vibrating in my ears. I refuse to show him any weakness, any fear at all. I stare into those endless eyes.
"I don't know..." my body is covered in shivers when he lights up in rage and punches the brick wall behind me, creating a perfect dented hole, as if the wall was made of plaster.
"Don't test me, princess," he hisses, bending further in towards me. "You have no idea what I could do to you." he licks his lips, and I have just enough time to catch a glimpse of pointy teeth before a raging pain slices through my neck.
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Emma Sanders is a seventeen-year-old girl, moving to a foreign town, one of those that you wouldn't find on a map, except maybe if you measured it by inches. But a secretive group of blood, fangs, and mystery has her attention, and it would destroy anything in its path to figure out what she really is.
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Copyright 2014 - Sophia Kjeldbjerg
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