Chapter 1

"You are Mine"

He murmured across my skin. He inhaled my scent deeply and kissed the mark he gave me. I shuddered as he lightly nipped it.

"Kirsten, you are mine and only mine, you understand?"

Kirsten Saunders had a pretty rough life. After being heartbroken and betrayed by both her father and boyfriend, Kirsten moves to a small town to find the comfort of her mother.

Everything is not what it seems and soon Kirsten finds herself in the middle of a world she didn't even know existed outside of fiction novels and movies. Not only does the time seem bizarre, but her senses heighten, her temper is out of control, and her hunger amplifies. Throw in an arrogant, selfish, sexy, possessive player who didn't even want her in the first place, her life just seamlessly attracts madness.

Especially with those creepy threats coming from a "Silver Bullet", she can't keep still.

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The cold atmosphere made it hard for me to sit still in the car. Even with the windows rolled up and the heater on full blast, I was freezing. I pulled my jacket closer to my body and leaned my head against the fogged window in my dad's BMW.

I sighed, hating the unfortunate events that unfolded in my short eighteen years of life.

My dad cleared his throat, breaking the awkward silence.

"Kirsten," my dad looked at me through the rearview mirror. "Can we talk? I'm sorry."

I rolled my eyes and turned up the volume to my music, making sure I couldn't hear him speak. I'm tired of his "sorry" crap. He's been trying to apologize to me for a week, but apologies just don't cut it anymore.

I couldn't wait until I got to my mother's house. Just thirty more minutes and I'll be able to smile again. My father was making me move in with my mom because of his bitchy, evil new wife, Marie. She hated my guts because she wanted my dad for herself. Just then, her irritating voice popped into my head.

"Just wait you little brat. When your father and I get married, you are going to be so gone. You're going to move back with that woman that made you."

My father did give her everything she wanted, but I didn't expect him to grant that one wish of hers. Right now, that pissed me off. He chose her over his own daughter. I know, right? What a dedicated, loving father.

I moved in with my dad because my mother was a hard worker. She was a famous designer who made clothes for celebrities. Her brand, "K Avenue" was a hit. Because of that, she constantly traveled from place to place. She sacrificed seeing her daughter every day because she paid for my tuition so that I could follow my dreams to open up my own clinic or bakery.

My father was against that. He thought I should be a surgeon, just like him. That was one of the reasons my parents are divorced. He wanted my older brother and I to live our lives the way he wanted.

Just then, my phone vibrated in my pocket, waking me up from my reverie. I pulled out my cell phone. 'One new text message from: Hendrix' it read.

I sighed and opened up the text message. "Baby I miss you; I hope you forgive me. I'm sorry for all the crap I have done. I'm sorry. I love you." I rolled my eyes once again.

This time, my eyes are as cold as ice while I stare at the text message he sent. I feel numb. Another man I loved in my life that let me down.

Hendrix 'was' my boyfriend. I loved him very much. He had clean brown hair and narrow black eyes. We were together for two years and I always thought we were going to be together. I always thought we would've gotten married and travel around the world. But I was foolish to believe in love. Look where it led me. My parents divorced, my dad leaving me and Hendrix cheating on me with my best friend, Ali, I felt a pang in my chest just thinking about it.

*Flashback*

 I was heading over to Hendrix's house to rant about my dad choosing Marie over me. That was the day my father broke the news about me going back to live with my mother. I was angry and my tears of anger just kept rolling down my face.

I turned into Hendrix's street and pulled into his house. There was another car there and I knew instantly from the Hello Kitty sticker on the bumper that it was my best friend, Louis's car. She probably came over to tell him about me moving.

I walked in without knocking, like I usually do. I was going up then I suddenly froze when I heard moans and grunts coming from upstairs.

"OH my gosh, Hendrix! Faster," a distressed voice said. I heard another moan. I knew that voice. That was Louis.

At that moment, I felt like the whole world turned against me. Everyone I loved was stabbing me in the back. Why fate chose for it all be on the same day was beyond me. I could literally hear my heart breaking. But it wasn't the time to think about that. I had to hold my head up high, I was strong. I was angry and at the same time infuriated.

When I heard another moan from Louis, I angrily closed my eyes and silently I barged into Hendrix's room. My heart broke more.

I saw Louis's blonde hair poking out from under Hendrix. Hendrix saw me when he looked back at the doorway with a look of horror on his face. They both scrambled to their feet.

"OH, why did you guys stop? It was getting to the good part." I said, venom dripping from my voice.

They were scrambling, looking for their clothes that were thrown all over the floor.

I saw Louis's bra and with a cold face I went to her, folded her bra and the next thing was her stumbling because I slapped her real hard using her bra.

"You may want to use this", I said sarcasm dripping in my voice. Her face was red.

"Kirsten, it's not what it looks like," Hendrix said.

I scoffed and rolled my eyes, I walked towards him for me to slap him too HARD then I crossed my arms over my chest.

"Oh Yeah, let me guess. "I paused dramatically. "You guys decided to 'get to know each other 'like I had been insisting all this time." Both of them flinched. Louis was looking at the ground and she was quiet the whole time. Something she did often when she was scared.

"Louis, I can't believe you. We've been friends since the first grade! I can't believe that I've been friends with a snake." I yelled. I looked at Hendrix. "And you, I loved you." I gave him a slap before I turned on my heel, stalking out of the house. Hendrix kept yelling my name, telling me to come back and saying how much he was sorry and how much he loved me.

*End of Flashback*

I used to be happy, care free, bright, and thought love was the most amazing thing in th world. I used to go to parties, make out with my boyfriend, made new friends, and do the unthinkable.

I used to love being girly and not try terrifying things. Now, I'm numb, serious, and dull. Now I love sky diving and trying to do the most terrifying things.

Now, I also prefer staying at home watching re-runs of Pretty Little Liars, eating tubs of Ben &Jerry's strawberry ice cream, and trying to avoid my social life. Most importantly, I don't believe in falling in love.

Well, I hope moving on to my mother's town will give me a fresh start and lead me to good, or that's what I thought.

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