AUTHORS NOTE:

There will be some inconsistencies to the Twilight Vampire World.

Personally, I like how it is in Vampire Diaries where as long as they drink human blood their bodies function normally (eat food, drink, go to the bathroom etc)

But in my world since everyones "mates" (ex: Carlisle and Esme) are both vampires they choose to drink animal blood because one of them is not human.

Also, a vampire bite will not turn someone. There has to be the drinking and the vampire feeding the human their blood and then they have to die and be reborn and feed before they are a vampire.

Also, no sparkling!

Its annoying!

Probably the only thing that annoys me about this wonderful and awesome series!

Anyways, On to this wonderful story.

Its one that has been wanting and waiting patiently to be told for awhile but no matter how hard I tried to write it, the words just wouldn't come out the way I wanted them to. But I continued to try which is why you hold this copy in your hands.

This is the 8th try to write Brianna's story.

So here goes nothing…

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PROLOGUE

So I have a lot of secrets. Yes, I understand that most people do. In my life, however, keeping secrets is what keeps me alive.

I left my home to live a "semi-normal" life because if I didn't my daughter may have been taken from her father and I. Because of that, I live separate from him and my family because I just can't bear the idea of what could happen to her. I had already dealt with loss in my young life I couldn't bear to go through it again.

You see, her father is a vampire. My parents, are vampires. My siblings…you guessed it, vampires. But me, I'm normal. I pretty much got the crappy end of the evolutionary stick. You know what it feels like when your older then your mother? It sucks. But I'm me and my momma and daddy love me and their granddaughter even though they have never actually seen her. The only time they have seen her is by pictures that I send via Text message. But this keeps her and I safe. That is why I write this. By me even opening my mouth I break the biggest law in our world. A world that has only partially accepted me into it.

I write this as a goodbye to be put into a safe place so that when things go down that there is a record that I existed. That my family existed…and that they were loved. I suppose I should get on with telling our story because the past always comes back to bite you in the ass and I want our story to be told should anything ever happen to her father or myself but with that being said…I will start at the beginning.

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