This is the sequel to Victim of the Shadows. I got the ideas for it with my friend maddy, who inspired me to write a sequel! So this is to you Maddy! Xx
Prologue:
Ever since I could remember my family had always been torn apart. My memories used to go back to when I was around 8 but lately my mind has been opened. Past memories from when I was a toddler keep flooding back without my permission. Memories of family feuds and constant fights kept tearing me apart. You see I used to be just normal Grace Brown. I had an abusive father, a best friend and many chores. But when I received an anonymous letter in the mail and my best friend left me I finally decided I would leave, for good. The problem with that is that many people for my entire life have been making sure that I had little control over my own life. As soon as I left I found myself being kidnapped by a vampire called Raffa Toubol.
I know what you are thinking, vampires aren't real. That is what I thought until I fell in love with the very one that kidnapped me. He told me all about vampires and their ways, he told me that to become a vampire you have to drink a vampires blood, then die, then to complete it, feed on a human. I am pretty sure I am crazy, but when I am with Raffa it just feels… right. Raffa and I were only just admitting to our feelings for each other when I was introduced to yet another vampire, Nathan. Nathan is what many people think vampires should be. He kills humans for their blood, or even just for fun. He also enjoys constantly flipping my world upside-down. Nathan discovered Raffa and I's feelings and decided to ruin yet another thing in my life. He kidnapped me and took me to a hotel and wiped my memories of Raffa, it was strange then. Like piece of me was lost. At first I hated Nathan with a passion, he is cruel and mean, but then I saw his sensitive side… don't get me wrong I still don't like him, but when I was fragile, he seemed… caring. Even though I was fragile because of him.
A couple days of being a hostage passed until Raffa finally tracked me down and saved me. Raffa delt with Nathan and his 'friend' Holly the night he found me, yet, I am not sure that he killed either of them. Thoughts of fear and instability flew from my mind when I was in his arms, he fed me his blood, and even though the idea of it is gross, it helped me. My memories the Nathan and Raffa had taken away flooded back and I was over joyed. I was free, finally, I was free.
Everything was finally going right in my life, that is until I decided to go back to my father, to tell him I was leaving and never coming back. I was met with a hysterical best friend, who ended up saving my life, but at the cost of hers. Heartbroken I fled, it was night, it was raining, and I was driving. That is my last memory, now I am here. At a house in my small town of Toowoomba, completely freaked out and trying desperately to remember how I had gotten here. I finally gave up, sitting down with a huff, where am I? I closed my eyes to think, I had to think. Agony pierced my mind and I screamed out in pain. What is happening?