The human world isn't of any concern to Mallory anymore. High school dramas and Algebra tests are nothing compared to the mess she's been snatched into now. The Knight in shinning armor that she wasn't looking for...

It happened every month; on every second Sunday, at exactly 11:59 P.M. the screams would start, echoing around the world like a dreadful reminder. Anyone, human or not, who heard the screams of pain and terror wou...

- "What's wrong, gatia? You're too pale," he said softly, using one hand to brush my hair from my forehead. I happily basked in his touch, feeling comforted already. "I... uh," I trailed off qu...