The Life and Times of Melanie Stone

Summary: When a mysterious, young girl rolls into town, nobody knows if they should trust her. But when she ends up saving Jeremy's life after a vampire hunting gone wrong, she makes him fall in love with her, but should he leave his heart on the line?

Prologue

Jeremy sprinted frantically through the forest, ducking and dodging hanging branches and twigs. Whoever he had angered, they were coming after him with a vengeance.

He glanced behind him to see no one near him. He looked back in front of him and ran into what felt like a wall. His gaze met his tormentor who was now standing over him.

"Hello Gilbert." He said with a sneer. Jeremy recognised his face, but he didn't know him.

"Who are you?" he squinted at the man and tried to sit up.

"Whoa, where do you think you're going?" he placed his foot on Jeremy's chest and pushed him back down. "You're not going anywhere." He had a sadistic smirk on his face. "Not until I'm finished with you."

Jeremy closed his eyes and braced himself for the worst that could possibly happen, but instead the weight was lifted from his chest and in the background he could hear a thud.

He shot up and looked around to see an empty clearing. "Hello?" he got up looked around desperately. He ran in a random direction, hoping that he made the right choice. He turned sharply as he heard the sound of screaming. It pierced his ear drums and in that moment he realised who it was. 'Melanie.'

By the time he got to her, it was too late. Her body was impaled onto a long branch of a tree. He looked at her limp body and the blood that was spilled onto the forest floor and closed his eyes. He didn't want to move her from the tree, he wouldn't be able to bare it; but he also couldn't leave her there.

"I'm so sorry Mel." He tried to keep back his tears as he began to pull her body off the branch. "Don't hate me for this." He gave one final hard tug and fell to the ground, her bleeding body on him.

Jeremy pushed her body off him and patted himself down quickly. He looked down at her already palling face and pushed her hair from her face. "I'll avenge you. It's what you'd want after all." He stroked her cold cheek and picked up her body, heading out of the forest.

Through her death, there would only be despair.