Prologue (After James's death)
The pain burned more than it did when I became a vampire. Every cell in my body seemed to shatter. Screams of agony corrupted my ears. My sight became blurry and I couldn't stop shaking. I closed my eyes only to see his face burned in my mind. I had his name on my icy lips as I struggled to form his name. He was gone forever, leaving me here, alone. My shoulders shook with tearless sobs. James.
Days Later ...
When I opened my eyes, the blurriness had faded, but the pain hadn't. The pain hadn't reduced to an annoying throbbing or even dulled. It was still flame-hot, burning every part of me. It was like I was losing him over and over, each time more painful than before. My throat ached with thirst. My thirst for blood-human blood-was weak compared to my thirst for vengeance. Vengeance towards Edward Cullen. He took the person that mattered most to me, so I was to take the love of his existence, Bella Swan.