The awakening. It was happening. Tonight. All the Meshens would be coming out. To hunt. A tear slipped down my cheek as my mom told me that we could die.

This is a testing book just to see if people want me to write, I love to write and if I get more than 40 reads/downloads I might continue if people still want me to write. Please leave your feedback in the comments.

„The Romanian land was the beginning of the earth taken out of waters, and the entire Ro-manian land is the beginning that came out of fire, for it will be a citadel of refuge, a green oasis, which I, the Lord, protect it by a great miracle, by the word of My making, which starts as in the beginning, when I took dust from the Romanian land and I made the man by My own hand and I breathed word with My mouth over him, and the spirit of life came into him, ...”

Travis Tatum has a past that he's not very proud of.He's done his time in juvy and got sent to mental house where he would spend the rest of his juvy time.He's been doing so good that he's finally getting out.He's excited to finally go home and live with his family again.Everything was working out for him until a girl named Malaina Dennen came to the house.She came as a mute and a runaway.She never spoke once nor did she even show emotion.She was dead and Travis felt it was his duty to save her.

A brief rant about homophobia...

Imagine: you’ve been in a boarding school for 4 years. Your mother passed from a terrible brain tumor, and had an abusive father that is now in prison. After 4 years of boarding school and terrible food, you are taken in by your brother, and he will help you until you’re stable enough to provide for yourself. Sounds lovely, right? One problem: his house is filled with 4 boys that all like you. 

hi im a vampire but no im not a made vampire im a bron vampire i know i know there no such thing as a born vampire will guss what they are we just dont happen that offen but we have the same ability as a made vampire will no we dont we are sronger faster and a lot hoter but there a problum with that we have to wate itill we are 17 to get are full powre but we are in danger that is why they are not that many of us we get hunted down and kill befor we tured 17 by are own kind.

Burning with no choice but sadness
The scent calls me in
I listen to then calling
Chiming their symphony of hate

Dew wets the grass
I walk a deadly path

Slipping through the trees
I do it all with ease

There stood before me
Is the prey that I desire
Now I feel the hunters fire

I circle closer
Keeping him in sight

I circle closer
don’t want him to put up a fight

I take my fill
I leave him still

I am the hunter
And my job is done