Edward and Bella are strangers with one terrible thing in common. Both picking through the ashes in the aftermath of disease. Both in need of a shred of hope, a fighting chance.

They say the devil you know is better than the one you don't...but knowing a Devil just means there is that much more temptation

The blue hour is the period of twilight each morning and evening when indirect sunlight takes on a predominantly blue hue. That afternoon, in the forest, Bella sees through Edward's act and so he stays. He was never likely to get very far anyway, the shy human girl owned him body and soul. That was a few years ago now and that shy human girl has just graduated college . . . .

"I didn't know what being in love meant until he taught me how." A story about the fingerprints that don't fade from the lives we touch.

Sometimes, the miracles we plead for come at a terrible price. AH, dark subject matter.

ON HIATUS (for now) They always say it's the quiet ones you have to watch out for. When someone is used to getting nothing in life, what happens when suddenly, quietly, they're given everything they've ever dreamed of? Sometimes it's not so complicated. A realistic fairytale (not an oxymoron) - equal parts grit, fluff and raw sap. Embry/OC, J/B, and some Paul chaos