Pishka. Your typical sad and a little depressed, South African girl, moves to America. She has to adapt to this ghost town she moved into. Being a loner should be the worst-case scenario, right? No! Things only get worse when she meets this guy who keeps appearing at the school gate every day after school. 

Jacob. Your typical nice guy. His past life is literally not sunshine and rainbows. Waiting eight years just to find his mate and mind you he has no idea what gender they are. But now he found 'her'... Not for long, since he has to deal with his "past life's" karma. He also needs to find a way to patch things up with his mate and protect his pack from 'Red'

His and Her decision will make or break the lives of the people around them

Something ominous is approaching the ghost town and cannot be altered due to the writings of fate. It's purpose can't be changed but it's course can be. More truths are told, allowing a red sting to show its ugly head. But Death can be such a romance wrecker, ask Romeo and Juliet they can tell you that bit for sure. 









Note: Arty will try to fix it or explain it to you. Also, this book isn't perfect, so critics, please lay down your likes and dislikes - be direct if you're gonna curse THE BOOK

Though I for one do not support any type of violence toward any living creature (excl. the bugs in my house), there will be plenty...

If you take offence, drop the book, cause we all have our traumas. Some of us have become numb to it, so we tend to not show concern when others experience the same thing or are more expressive - it's a defence mechanism, okay!


Love, Arty-san

Her Cold Beast And His Dark Beauty

Pishka nods her head as her gaze doesn't move from the fourth. Her next words shock Carlos 


Pishka: The family wasn't slaughtered because of the wolf... It was just an excuse, made by the council. It was their way of regulating the power of the nobles as we call it. Sister did nothing wrong, brother... Please forgive her 


Carlos dropped his gaze to clear his mind and heart, his eyes becoming void. The previous flame of madness is gone. But that gave Vlode enough time to flee the scene. Carlos saw this and chased after him, a smile on his face as he thought playfully 


Being left alone with the other vampires, Pishka questions them, the few 15 vampires dropped down to their knees to surrender. While Nikodiené glared, menacingly, at Pishka. His loyal and obedient manner was gone. To this Pishka's gaze relaxed from that of a raging flame to a frozen blizzard, the flame seemed to still be burning heavily yet dulled down silently in seconds 


ESCAPING - PART 3