In Elemental magic you can be one of four magic types; water, fire, earth, and air. The only problem is Violet is none of these things. Is she what they call a magic dud, or is she something rarer, more powerful, and more dangerous than anyone could have imagined!? Teasers, "Em, most girls sneak out for a boy, you sneak out for a unicorn." I began to cry as it reached for my face."No!" I screamed. "Please No!" I went to pull back the shower curtain, but some nagging thought in the back of my head stopped me. I didn't have a little brother, so why was there a little boy in my bathroom? I gulped and with shaking hands pulled back the shower curtain. "What!? How could that be!?" I yelled, and covered my hand with my mouth. Shouting wasn't such a good idea right at this moment. If someone heard us and came up here to investigate the noise we were making, they would find a boy and a girl, a bloody knife with both their finger prints on it, and a very very dead body. "Don't touch her!" he hissed and lunged at Henry. Running through the night wearing nothing but a flimsy hospital dress, while waving a dismembered hand in his hand, was a strangeness no regular person could hope to inspire to.

There once lived a man and a woman who were unhappy because they were childless. Until one day a doctor changes their life and they have a baby girl. They ask the doctor to bestow on their baby genes for beauty, intelligence, grace, athletic prowess, singing ability and creativity. But at the christening an elderly aunt appears, dressed in black, and scoffs at this. Once she hits puberty none of her gifts will make any difference, the aunt says. She’ll just get married and settle down with her two point four brats, the same as anyone else. Years pass and the girl is seventeen and a high-flyer, the world at her feet. Then she meets a young man and feels something strange, as if an arrow has pierced her heart . . .