"Tara is so beautiful, unlike Kara.""Why couldn't she be more like Tara?""Kara who?"Totally tried of always being forgotten and living in her older sister's shadow. Ember (Tara) runs away from home, only to be found by the towns bad boy Blade Smith. He offers to help her only if she listens and obeys his conditions.For a week. Blade helps Tara, now going by the name Ember, get rid of her old self, he even gets her the second hottest bad boy in the town to go out with.When Ember steps into her old high school as her new self, let's just said this time she won't be forgotten! And she's deadly set on revenge.But the question is, Why did Blade help her? What exactly was his purpose? Will Ember be able to survive the horrible truth once she finds out her savior is not all he's cracked up to be? And once she's find out, will our dark beauty finally break?

Prologue

The wind wrapped my white hair creating mist before my eyes. He was by me and he stood there with his left arm around my waist. His other hand placed into my right one. I opened my mouth to said them, to say the words, but I chicken out. You would think after ten years and being an pureblood, I would have some kind courage inside this body, but sadly I didn't. Not a single bit. I smiled when he spin me in his arms. How I loved his arms, how I loved his frown, dang goodness how I loved everything about him.Focusing back to the main point of this dance, of everything.

I finally mumble the words. “I like you.”

Isaya stopped looking at me half expecting me to say it was a joke. Believe me I was temped too, but didn't. He stood staring at me and I to him.

“What?” He asked as if my words didn't brother him.

It was like they meant nothing. Thinking about it they probably didn't mean an thing to him. Not an single thing.However I forced myself to said it again. This time louder. “I like you.” I heard the music stop and I felt the eyes of every vampire in this room. However being the teenage pureblood queen I was and was taught to be. I stood taller then my height of 5’9 and looked him in the eyes.

“I don’t have the same feeling.” Was his replied as he let go of my hand, turned around, and disappear into the crowd.

I just stood there watching, acting as if it didn't hurt, as if it didn't faze me. As if none of it bother me. I wouldn't, no, I couldn't show weakness. It wasn't in the nature of an pureblood. As I stood there with pride watching him walk away I felt the sun sink and the sky fell into darkness. My heart shatter with every step he took away. However an smiled graced my lips betraying what I was feeling inside. Only if I was as happy as I made myself to be. If only I was smiling in the inside, but I wasn’t and that was something these vampires didn't know. They couldn't know and I wasn't allow to let them know, all because I was born of higher rank, all because I was born an pureblood. It was thanks to those reasons why I now stood alone.

This is a true story from when I was a child, I toned the horror down a little bit because honestly I don't like writing about this day.....

Rhiannon Parker is a normal 15-year-old girl.

Or so her father has led her to believe. To everyone around her, and to herself, she's just like any other girl living in New York. She attends a public school, goes to nightclubs and coffee shops with her best friends Saskia and Victor, is raised by a single father, and has financial problems. Just a normal teenager. Right?

But her entire world is shattered when her father disappears, leaving no trace that he ever even existed. The only proof is Rhia herself. And when she reports him missing, the police claim he never even existed.

Then she meets Abel, and strange, though endearing, white-haired boy who seems to have the answers to all her questions. Problem is, he can't, or won't, give them to her until she completes three tests to prove herself worthy. With her best friends Victor and Saskia, and the mysterious Abel, by her side, she emerges into a world of magic and chaos, of good and evil, that has been surrounding her all her life without her realizing it.

Will she be able to prove to Abel that she can do more than she believes she can? Will she find her father in time? And, most importantly, when it comes to it, will she know the difference between good and evil?