It was magic, his eyes met hers and it set his blood a flame. He had never really noticed before just how beautiful she was, but standing here now even with her obvious exhaustion and blood covered face, he could see her. He could finally see her and all her beauty, it wasn't enough to say he was astonished because how could it be that the Dark Lord was in love?

He craved her, every inch and she had been made for him from the very beginning. She had finally come to him, forced by the awakening of a internal bomb implanted when she was only a child to call her to him. She was His and he would make sure everyone knew.

They left her, they left her with them. With the Dark Lord himself. He wants her and he won't let anyone touch her, but someone refuses to listen. Someone who surprised even himself and he won't give till she's his.

I, Hazel Grace Lancaster, am being moved across the country to a small little town with so much isolation it seems impossible to hide anything. I've moved next door to what seems to be the perfect family and just one glimpse at him and it was as if everything was healed, i couldn't even say i knew him and yet i know i didn't want to be with out him.