"Confession is always weakness. The grave soul keeps its own secrets, and takes its own punishment in silence." Damned by fate to live a life so monotonous, Sylvie Bennet was certain that life had nothing left to offer her. 14 years of the same rising sun and the same setting moon, nothing in her daily routine ever diverted from her seemingly sealed fate; certain that she would live a long, safe, boring, and utterly colorless life. Nothing life seemed to be offering was worth the bite for her. Every day seemed rather linear, until she attended a certain party that had turned her lift drifting towards a danger that she believed was slicing her life shorter by the second. Beguiled by the charming smile of Blythe Ashford, certainty became a word that meant death. Will this left turn divert her from her original fate? Or will this smile leave her drifting at midnights?

Jun Crawford is an average teenage girl, who loves playing basketball as much as she loves playing computer games. Jun had her fate intertwined with the smart and beautiful, Sheila Eclaire. Both of them were completely opposites, yet that was what brought them together. Growing up together, they became best friends. But little did they know that their friendship didn't stay that way. Pulling on strings once again, fate had attached them both to an online game, where users aren't allowed to reveal their real names. Unexpectedly, they have met each other virtually, believing it was a totally random stranger. Time flew and they grew attached to each other, though one does not feel the way the other does. But will Time tell what they feel for each other? Fate has pulled its string, but will the strength of Love be strong enough for them to unveil the truth behind the name?

'The boundary between Life and Death are at best, shadowy and vague. Who shall say where one ends and the other begins?' Cursed by the moon and trained to the bone, Athena was the perfect assassin. With every kill she made, her emotions disappeared, further succumbing to the life of a killer. With the blood of the beast, she determines everyone through their blood; the stench of it defines them as what they are - be it human or another, target or foe, innocent or pretentious liars. Her strength increases with each passing hour, slowly losing herself to the thrill of the hunt and the life of a killer. All was perfect until she made a mistake - one that almost cost her very life. Unexpectedly, she retained her life from the courtesy of Michelle Harper, whose blood she cannot define. Will this unexpected turn of events change her stone cold heart? Or will she let herself be consumed by the scent of her blood?