TO THE FANS: This story is not being written currently. I have removed its chapters because they are not what i want to present as my writing to the world. This story had many many flaws and i apologise if the story offended anyone. formally - stolen,raped,tourtued,saved -

Desperate eyes are staring at me, asking for some kind of direction. "What do you expect from me?" I ask, taking a careful step backwards. He looks torn apart, barely holding himself together. "Please...let me be there for you. I need you." Every nerve in my body is telling me to run. Looking at him though I can't bring myself to do it. A small part of me knew that I needed him too

Do you see that girl there? You don't know her, but she hates you.

Third in the "Prince Of Blood" series. You think your life is on track. You think you know everything. Until everything comes crashing down around you and realize you never knew anything at all.

"He's Perceptive," she realized with a mix of approval and worry. She was glad that her subject wasn't dense, but when one was undead one tended to avoid overly perceptive humans.