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
