Suddenly I felt a rush of adrenaline. They were close. They were surrounding the house, making sure we could not escape. I made my way to the living room and saw some of them walking stealthily into my house. They walked like ghosts. I didn't hear a sound. I removed the pin from the grenade and threw it at them. It blew some of them up but the others immediately opened fire. I returned fire and killed them with one shot each. Then a grenade was thrown into the living room. I quickly dashed to it, grabbed it, and threw it back. It exploded outside and I wasted no time in opening fire on the ones I saw. Some of the vampires escaped but I quickly threw a grenade after them as well. As it exploded, a powerful force knocked me towards the other side of the room. I regained my balance in mid air and landed safely but my arm was dislocated. I snapped it back into place and looked at my attacker. For a moment, I couldn't breathe. She stood a few feet away from me, with a pair of swords in her hands. She had the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. Her outfit clung to her body tightly, showing the great curves which didn't bother to hide themselves. From a distance like this, I usually perceived the stench that came from vampires but she had no stench, she smelled like lilies. A natural anger overwhelms me whenever I see a vampire, but I did not want to hurt her. I don't even want to fight her! I just wanted us to lay down our weapons and consummate this affection for my beast was heated up already. It was like a feeling I have never felt. It was intense, powerful, addictive. *** Drumond is a prime alpha tasked with the responsibility of protecting his nephew, the æye, who turns out to be the key to removing the werewolves' curse. But things get complicated when he falls in love with a vampire also tasked with retrieving the æye. Soon a test of duty and love ensures and both characters are drawn into a dilemma. Will they find a way out of such conflict? Stay and find out!

Bianca looked at me with eyes wide open as her blood stained all of her dress. Her ripped out throat was still in my hand and as I quickly dropped it, I caught her before she could fall to the ground. She looked at me with so much pain in her eyes and I did not know what to do. But then the guards came pouring in from all directions so I took her and jumped out by crashing into a window. I landed on the ground unhurt and as I ran, I saw the moon. It had turned red and the bats were no longer on the air. I ran as fast as my legs could carry and I was soon under the plum tree where we had gotten married. I looked at the love of my life and her eyes were closed. She was dead. I had killed her. I had killed someone I so desperately wanted to live for and I was alone. I was all alone. This new life I had which I thought of as a blessing had suddenly become a curse! *** William, once known as Ackley, mistakenly kills the love of his life centuries ago upon his awakening as a vampire. However, a mage promised that he would find her again under a red moon. Mysterious events lead to them finding each other as promised in modern times but William must fight to protect his love from an army of werewolves, a former betrothed of hers in her past life, a powerful politician and gang leader as well as a powerful witch prophesied to cause the destruction of the world.

"In here! Hurry!" I opened my eyes as the words reverberated in my head. The atmosphere was chilly and all too familiar. I looked around the room I was in. I saw the figures in the wall and I ran my hand through a particular one, a figure of a phoenix, one I had made by my own hand. This room look farmliar because it was my old room back then in Amadiran, the one I shared with four other Ztafas. What am I doing here? Was this a dream? The last thing I remembered was Loraine pushing me through the portal. I remembered I had grabbed the moonstone before I fell into the ring. Yes, the moonstone. I was supposed to be having outbursts of my powers right now. Why wasn't that happening? I looked at both moonstones in my hand and wondered if I had taken a fake. Was that even possible? "We don't have much time." I heard another voice speak but the voice came from outside the door. I did not hear footsteps and that made me shiver a little. But staying in this room wouldn't do me any good, especially when I needed to find a way to leave this place, whatever it was. I opened the door and found myself in the corridor. Other doors were opened but no one came out of the rooms. Infact, no one was present inside. I heard some footsteps down the corridor and I decided to follow it. Perhaps it could hold answers to questions I had. This story is about a young woman who struggles to liberate her kind; the Ztafas, from their slave masters in Amadiran. As she embarks on the journey, the cold hands of destiny take her to a new dimension of life she had never prepared for. Together with her aides, they journey into the world in search of the very weapon which may be their only hope against their oppressors. Will they succeed in their mission, or will they be consumed by the beauties of the world, the lies, and even the deceit hiding behind their histories? Stay and find out!