Genre - Fantasy. You are on the page - 435

What does a name matter anymore? Everything I had was taken from me. Everybody is gone, dead. Even death couldn't end my suffering. The only thing I have left is this draw, a need to find the sea, and whatever lies within its waters. What will it take to get there? Briccio asked fighting the strange tired feeling in his head. The masters themselves will not keep me from where I am headed. I will leave the bodies of anyone who stands in my way behind me. Life and Death fight endlessly,

(WARNING: There are no religious views because I am not religious and know nothing about church or Christians or anything like that. You have been warned!) Why am I here? I asked instantly, my eyebrows narrowed as her sons came in and one sat beside her, one beside me and I inched away from him. Getting straight to the point, I like that, Niall said, grinning at Liam and I glared at him before turning my attention back to the queen. Well, straight to the point is good, Lyssa said in her high,

Hope is a princess. Her people guard the mountains, keeping the humans from harm. They are warrior women, and their enemies know them as the sisters of wolves. That is true enough. Shape shifters, they track and kill any vampire, but when newcomers come, claiming to be different, her mother chooses to let them stay. Hope never dreamed of the consequences of that one acceptation.

Kat has been teased her whole life. People called her ugly, nerd, geek, ect. Though she is quite pretty. When her boyfriend Liam breaks up with her for the slut of the school, she meets Connor. He shows her something she's never seen before.

Christina had gotten use to the 1:15 a.m. wake up calls every Friday. Until now, a search through her condo for any intruders had always turned up empty. So what did the strange figures at the foot of her bed want? This short story is an excerpt from a possible book series.