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Narcisa Heathon lives in the middle of a forrest with her farther who she thinks is mad until she starts getting strange dreams. Will she end up like her mother?

God why am I STILL here in this retched pace when I should be with him. I wish I was with him right now in his warm embrace! I'm coming damon!

Aracane is missing her prince, Nealan. Both are warriors of the realm, but when foreign races of other lands plan to attack the kingdom Nealan is called to the front. Aracane is left behind to protect the kingdom while the man she loves is away at war. Wishing she was fighting by his side instead of being behind the walls of Fornhagen she is heartsick. Will her roiling emotions consume her being? Or can she be satiated by a long time friend?

I pretended to be taking a nap like the rest of the class but I wasn't I was just laying there. It was nap time but I wanted to learn my ABC's. A soft knocking echoed around the room. I closed my eyes as Mrs Mary hurried past to see to the door. A piercing scream sounded following a gun shot. A few men walked from kid to kid one crouched in front of me, slowly I opened my eyes to look at the man before me. Sifting slightly he lifted me whispering in my ear one word.... "Sleep."

The story is a suprise

Introduction of our main characters.