Prologue

I'd never given much thought to how I would die. I mean, I had planned to see Europe, marry Christian Slater, then die.

I guess two out of three ain't bad.

There was a time, I was utterly convinced vampires where going to kill me. Because I was The Slayer. The one girl in all the world who could defeat the vampires.

The irony of it all isn't lost on me.

Now I stare across the room into dark empty eyes. Eyes that reflect me. The eyes of a hunter. Her lip twists in a sick parody of a smile.

And the woman I loved was going to die if I didn't break my vow.

I brought up my fists.

The hunter smiled in that friendly way as she sauntered forward to kill me.

Notes from The Author:

This is book 2 of The Summers' Twilight Saga.

Yeah, you really need to read book 1 to know what the heck is going on. But I am not the boss of you, do what you like, just don't break Volturi law.

Content Warnings:

Graphic sex and violence.

Major character death.

Suicide discussed.

Terminal Illness discussed.

Realistic depictions of mental health facilities.

Animals Harmed.

Yeah, quite a romance story when you spell it out like that. *shrugs* I am a weirdo being horny on main, bite me.

Well, are you ready to go to Sunnydale?

Enjoy x