Vivian VanDam

I don’t remember my past. Not because I won’t—because I can’t. Every memory is a locked door, and something on the other side is holding it shut. Between the Waking World and the Dream Realm, the truth waits. No one would tell me what happened. Or maybe they were too afraid to. R’nan is calling.

He had craved the little light that was left inside her. She craved the darkness inside him. Death would've been a blessing. Death would've been a cure. But with him at her heels, he wanted to give her a reason. A single reason. To breathe another day. A killer. A maniac. A hunter. Cold and empty.

She longed for a different life, to be free from the clenches of the demon that she called father. She got her wish. Rosemary, a young, beautiful angel, was left for dead in the middle of Grey Hills forest where the son of the devil resides, Adrian.

The future has never been so bright, has it? Where we, the people, can live and thrive... with no government to hold us down. With no rules, we could do everything we have ever wanted. After all, it was their fault for playing God. Right?