Hello readers! This fanfic is alittle different. It still has the Characters in it and all that, but a way different plot. So basically a girl by the name of Juliette Masterson is a modern teenage girl. But when her great great grandmother gives her a book her world is turned upside down. While reading the book she is traveled back to the time era. Victorian England where she meets the sexy, smart, and captivating detective, Elijah Goldsworthy. Only he hides an ugly secret from the whole world. Together Juliette and Eli try to solve the mystery of who or more like what, is terrorizing the streets of London after dark. The creature is said to be named the 'beast' because of the many lasserations on his victims bodies. Is Eli's life or death secret the reasons for these deaths? If so, will Eli and Juliette's relationship crumble after a full moon? How does this sound to you guys? I know it's not a typical plot but I felt like thinking olutside the box.

Juliette's point of view:

It was a rainy day in March. I was visiting my Great Great Grandmother, Georgia Masterson. I always liked visiting family who I never saw. Mostly because I like to get to know people before they die. And well, my Great Great Grandmother was almost on her last leg. So I had to get my visiting in before she dies. I was sitting in her living room drinking tea and visiting with her. Georgia Masterson lives in a two story house in the state of Colorado. Lucky for me she lives in the mountains. I always found it peaceful up here. So calm and quiet. And away from...everything. I picked up my tea cup and took a sip. Blech...need more sugar. I put 3 more sugar cubes in and took another sip. Much better.

"I just can't believe how big you are now Juliette. You have turned into such a pretty and respectful young lady."

"Thank you Georgia." I took another sip of my tea and dabbed my mouth with the napkin, that was lying in my lap. I know you probably think having tea time is weird but it's not that bad. Plus it's from my homeland. Well not really but my heritage is from there. England. I am 1/2 English and 1/2 Ramanian. I had once asked Georgia why we had tea and she said it reminded her of her childhood, before she moved to the United States.

"Shoot!" Georgia said.

"What?" I asked.

"I have something to give you. But I missplaced it." Georgia said while trying to think of where she had put my gift.

"Where was the last place you had it?" I asked trying to get her to remember. I saw her face contort and then her face lit up. She remembered.

"In the study. You stay here. I'll go get it. Close your eyes and hold your hands out though." I did as she asked ans heard her walk out of the room. 2 minutes later I heard her footsteps coming down the steps. For what I thought was going to be a knit sweater was smaller and heavier. And...leather. I opened up my eyes and looked to see a smiling Georgia looking at me and picking up our tea stuff. I looked at what was in my hands and saw a small but heavy leather book. The book was obviously well read and was worn. It looked deffinately worn. The leather on the book looked dull and not as shiny as it could have been. For something this old, I was still intrigued. I turned the book over abd saw the title: "Greene Street Secrets". Intrusting. The title was painted in intercate gold letters, that seemed to dance in the light.

"What is it?" I asked her.

"It's a book." She said in a 'duh' tone.

"I know that but what is it about?"

"I'm not going to tell you, because I don't know. But it has alot to do with our homeland. Heck it's from England." She smiled.

"It looks well worn I don't want to ruin it..." I said while letting my voice drift off.

"Oh Shush. You won't ruin it becasuse You're responsible. Plus I want you to have it. You might learn from it. It is almost 200 years old and from the Victorian Era in England."

"But what if I ruin it?" I asked unsure. I really wanted it,but I didn't want to destroy it. I really didn't want to screw it up.

"You wont if you're carefull." She responded.

"Why are you giving it to me?" I asked.

"Because your sisters wouldn't care and you're going to major in history..." She said.

"Thank you." I said gratefully. My green eyes meeting her sky blue ones.

"Your welcome. Just be carefull. This book has been passed down the family tree for generations and I expect you to carry on the tradition." What she said warmed my heart. I of coarse was going to give it to my children. "Well Juliette it's getting late. You might want to head up to bed. And Juliette when my grandmother gave this to me, she said it was true." She said again. I gave her a hug and walked up to my guest bedroom where I was staying. I closed the door and turned the light on. I then changed into some Pajamas that consisted of some light pink Soffe shorts and a black spaghetti strap shirt. I took the the book and sat down on my bed. I opened the book and there was something off. Like a weird spell or something. It was like I was injected with something. Something like air, I also thought I saw some gold sparks form around it as I flipped the covers over it as well. I turned the blank page and was astounded.

There on the page was an amazing picture. It was of a very handsome man. He was tall with broad shoulder,olive skin, and dashing good looks. His face was very distinct. A very constructed jaw and nose. His gray eyes starring back at me. Looking into my soul. The caption at the bottom said: Elijah Goldsworthy,consulting detective. Woah. A real life Sherlock Holmes. I looked back into his eyes and noticed how the look was intensified. Wierd. The man, or Paul, was wearing a black suit and a small top hat. For some reason I felt drawn to him. His every essence just screams mystery. But I feel like his eyes hold a secret. A deadly secret.

How was this? Sorry if it's a little slow. It will pick up in the next chapter or the third. Should I continue? Review plese.