Oceana More had been a vampire for almost three hundred and fifty years along with her parents, Cameron More and Pierce More, who had been turned on the same day. The turning process was torture. To turn, your body and soul had to be brought to the brink of death. The vampire who was turning the human had to stab them and let them bleed until there was almost nothing left, then they have to bite on a vein and inject a small dose of their poison, then they would lick the stab wound closed to stop the bleeding. After this procedure you would be stuck in a kind of limbo neither human, fledgling, or vampire. Stuck between death and the undead. If your body and mind are strong enough you will become a fledgling. Which is what I was. Now I’m a vampire. You know how vampires supposedly don’t have a heart that beats? Well that myth is wrong. Why do you think you have to drive a stake through our hearts? Our heart beats, just really slowly because we don’t have much blood left to pump. Remember when I told you that the blood had to be drained until there was almost nothing left? That’s the reason why our heart beats so slowly. I have a long term girlfriend of three years who’s still human because I’m scared of losing her. Her name is Melody Carlyle. Melody is everything I could ever ask for. She’s sweet, smart, funny, and hot. She has onyx black hair, dark gray eyes, rosebud lips, porcelain skin, and a smile that could kill if used right. She was perfect in every aspect of the word. Me on the other hand, I had blood red hair, tan skin, light gray eyes, and a smirk that was guarded. Then my parents were murdered in their bed, their throats slit. I was distraught relying on Melody to keep me from collapsing.

Lythia Eranil was thrown out of her clan of dark elves. They were the Whispered Stars. She was thrown out for being weak, for feeling, for not becoming a ruthless mercenary. I was a disappointment to the clan. When  I refused to kill the human kneeling before me. My sister shot her in the head with her arrow and scoffed at me, “How could you be one of us? You can’t even kill a pathetic human.” A chorus of agreements rose at the words and the council was called to vote. It was unanimous. I was too weak and was thrown out. What they didn’t know was I had the stars magic in my veins. The stars magic is the purest form of dark magic known. It’s like having pure shadows running through your veins. I was able to keep it hidden from them, so they wouldn’t be able to use me as a weapon to dominate the other dark elven clans. The Whispered Stars were feared throughout the five kingdoms. The Elven Kingdom was composed of the water elves, earth elves, wind elves, fire elves, and the rarest ones the dark elves. The Water Kingdom is composed of mermaids, sirens, and sea monsters. The Wolf Kingdom is composed of hundreds of clans of werewolves, with no one clan being in charge. The Human Kingdom is composed entirely of humans and is the smallest kingdom by far. Finally the Coven Kingdom, which is the vampire kingdom, which is ruled by the Lorent clan. Anyway back to me, I’ve been alive for two hundred and fifty years. I was thrown out of the Whispered Stars when I was only fifty years old. I’ve practiced my magic in secret everyday since then, and have become a killer to keep my secret. I’ve killed over two hundred people just to keep my stars magic secret. I’ve traveled through the five kingdoms hundreds of times, every kingdom except the elven kingdom, I can’t bring myself to go back. Suddenly I was driven out of the Human Kingdom by the Whispered Stars and into the Coven Kingdom, when I learn there may be a sixth kingdom no one remembers. A kingdom for the forgotten monsters like Wraiths, Banshees, Ghosts, and Demons.