I still remember everything. All the pain and fear. As if it happened yesterday. But it didn’t and I still can’t forget anything that happened. It’s burnt into my brain and I don’t think I’ll ever forget. It all began when I started seeing the shadows.’ Shadows are harmless, they should be anyway. Lucy Davis was never afraid of the dark. Shadows were just shadows, nothing more; so why did she feel like she was being watched, followed? What did the nightmares mean? Why did she keep hearing the haunting song? The one that followed her during the day. Before she was filled with the fear of darkness, Lucy’s biggest problem was whether or not her best friend Jeremy liked her, and if he did what to do about it. Now she has to worry about her sanity. Are the shadows real? Was she just being paranoid? People usually always worried about what was lurking around in the dark, that’s why they were scared. It just wasn’t right to be scared of the darkness itself

"Creek, I'm tired. I might never like you again." "Su Bei-Mo, how about I like you in my next life?" In her previous life, Shen Yuexi had thought that Yu Qingfeng was her destiny, so she learned everything he loved, but all she got in return was betrayal, and the loss of the person she loved the most. But she had been reborn, and she had been reborn before it had even begun. This time, she was going to polish her eyes, tear up the slag man with her hands, and beat the white lotus. The most important thing was to be reconciled to her Mr. Su, but what if Mr. Su was a little hard to get along with?

In Highschool there is a caste system of sorts. At the top there are Vampires, then there are Werewulfs, and then, the Demons. At the bottom though, are the half-bloods. The ones that come as a result of two species eloping. The ones that are outcasts and disgraces to the species they claim as their own, cursed to be forever claimed by the contents of their blood. Ethan is a half-blood, and pretty unhappily so. He never had a problem with his upbringing, only the things that come with it. Oliver is a werewulf, popular and well, full blooded. A full blood with a hatred for those who have no control over their blood. How these two come together? That's a can of worms no one wants to open. ______ This is a test story, I have never written any non-fanfiction stories in a serious manner so forgive me it is not as good as it could be! It's not meant to be a long story so it may be kind of fast paced!