The Volkov clan believed highly in making sure that every member of the clan would perpetuate for years to come. That was part of the reason that the clan's alpha signed a treaty with Russian almost a hundred years ago. Now, Natalya Volkov at age 17 was contracted to marry Stefan Russo, the Russian's alpha for the sake of the treaty. Only, this isn't the first time she had come face to face with the Russian's alpha. Would time and years apart be the start that these two needed? And is he really who he says he is? Was he ever?

"It's the end of the world as we know it, daddy." Sang Betty to her doll in her own sing song kind of way. I looked at her directly, "What's that, Betty?" Betty went silent. "Betty..." I warned her. She took a few more moments for herself before looking directly at me. "It's all coming to an end, daddy... " She repeated. The childe was more like a child than I ever imagined when we turned her. I knew what she was talking about. The hunters were on the move and they had caught wind of where we were. The only thing that mattered was that they had no idea what we were doing. It could ruin everything. ********* Angel dreamed of a world that he once knew back in the heart of New Orleans and then in London. Those were better days. Now the King, King Clarence, had gone back into hiding and made sure that things were looking the way that they always had. That's why I left the royal family. King Clarence was my maker and he knew what I was thinking before I could even voice them. That was why I went back to New Orleans. It would be harder for him to track me down here and it would be harder for him to know what I was planning. So what was I planning? We were going to take back control of the life that was ripped from us. The royal family and their rules be damned. It was time that the world was run by the things that go bump in the night again. Angelus had it all planned out. His army was being built. His plans were laid out perfectly. Until he met her. `The hunter had a brand of cocaine that ran through her veins and he couldn't get enough of it. The world was changing and Angelus was behind it all. Soon, they would all live in a world where vampires enslave the human race and took back the land that was rightfully theirs. One hunter with the most intoxicating aroma still in her senior year of high school could bring it all crashing down but Angelus wouldn't let that happen. She was going to be his first slave....

Danielle Hart was a nobody in the sea of students at the Holy Hilltop High Academy. She was in the school as nothing more as a scholarship student among the masses of students that came from money. She didn't want to stand out, in fact she spent most of her time with her nose in her books. That was until the start of her Senior year when everyone started to notice her including Maxwell Long, the school's most popular bad boy. Rebecca Stirna ran the school until senior year, and now her eyes were on Danielle's new found popularity with a rare color of jealousy. How could Danielle sneek back into the background and out of Rebecca's claws?