A princess born from a vampire king and a human. Once both parents are dead the evil queen her stepmother takes care of her, her real intentions hidden behind good dead’s. First learning to fight to keep herself alive, then fighting to avenge her parents death, will she ve able to trust the one that claims to love her, and love him back and live a happily ever after?It’s not the typical story of a princess, based on Snow White of the Grimm brothers with some twists and turns including mythical creatures and some gruesome fighting.

You know how people say that in your life you will have three types of love. The first love, the hard love and the quiet love, I guess this is the story of my first love, even though it might seem it’s not, so I think you’ll have to decide if it is. The weekend was a blur in my mind, I guess it was a good choice to come to a university were no one knew me. I was just arriving and the only 2 girls in class were already besties because they were named the same. Just how predicting could they be? Oh god... it was going to be a long day. “Come on honey, hurry up if you want to get to the department with the sun still up” I hear my mom calling from down stairs. “I’m almost done, I’ll just go check on Pollock and I’ll be on my way” I’m still packing for the first week of school. During the week I stay at an apartment in the city, but as soon as last class on Friday is done I hurry up back to the ranch. Ready to start working out the new foals and go for a long ride on Pollock. He is my 12 year old buckskin stallion, mom says he is mean, but only with other horses and when I’m around. I come running down the stairs suitcase in hand. “Bye mom!! Bye dad!!” I give a kiss each as my sister yells from the top of the stairs to take care. I always do, I’m the good daughter, I’m never into trouble. Well except that one time I kicked the hell out of a boy, but on my defense he kept on bullying me and making fun of me. Till he got on my last nerve, he didn’t made a fuss out of it because of the shame of being hit by a girl, but even I may look like any other girl, I’m not, I’m a cowgirl...