There's always been a problem between the Dragneels & the Heartfilias. Maybe it's because vampires and werewolves just don't mix, but who knows, maybe it's because they use different coffee brands. And when one of the Heartfilia's youngest goes hunting for the first time and accidentally drinks a Dragneel dry, they have their own thirst for blood - and it's the blood of their heir.

Lucy has been passed around like an unwanted toy from one slave holder to the next, and is losing faith in the words her mother once told her. Then, at an auction, a mysterious, pink haired boy buys her and is more than what he seems - and the whispers of dragons only grow louder with each day she spends with him.

Me: troublemaker, orphan, unwanted, alone. My temporary home: a mansion, gothic, large, creepy. And quite possibly haunted.

A bank. A robbery. A gun. A murder. A love they all thought would never die, but what if that same love is the thing that will completely tear them both apart?

Lucy was your average archaeologist who just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. Now, she's dragged into a world unknown to man by a pink headed pyromaniac and is caught up in a battle between two ancient races. Magic, destiny, and mystery await her, all she has to do is stay.

200 years ago, an Angel met a Demon, and the unthinkable happened. They fell in love, something forbidden between the two. They were punished and the Angel died on their 21th birthday, only to be brought back to life to go through the same fate over and over while the Demon had to live forever... CURRENTLY UNDER REVISION - DO NOT ENTER

I'm dying. I don't have a lot of time left. I don't feel much now-a-days. I'm ignored by everyone. But one person... they changed all of that-or at least, most of it.