

Confessions of a teenage vampiPrologueConfessions of a teenage vampi
The year was 1899, I was seventeen, my eighteenth birthday was three weeks away, and I thought I could go for a walk on my own. I was so wrong. All I remember is a really handsome man walking up to me, then waking up later in a small room that smelled of lavender. Ever since that night, I have been a vampire. I was pretty pissed when it first happened, but now that its been a hundred and eight years, I think Im getting used to it. There is still that pain of knowing Im never going to be normal, and that no matter where I go I can never stay too long. I have to lie, a lot but I guess things c


Sorcerers and SorceressesShe turned to Rhys whose eyes and mouth made him look like he had just been electrocuted. Oren was right, marble sorcerers and sorceresses are more powerful then we are. Tarel giggled and sat down. Why are you guys more powerful than us? He sat down across from her. Well we have the power of the whole earth in us, because lightning hits a piece of marble and creates us. That the only way I know how to put it Tarel took out two leather straps and put her hair in loose pigtails. Well that doesnt put it too well, I am still confused.&Sorcerers and Sorceresses
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