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Letters to Romeo.

[Mature Content. No Rape] 'All it took was breaking one rule that she was not supposed to' He was the bad boy with tattoos. She was the good girl with glasses, and she was his. — When Julianne Winters decides to move to the dormitory of the reputed University, she has everything planned so that she can complete her graduation and leave the place. But her plan is quick to catch fire from the moment the eyes of Roman Moltenore from senior year lands on her. And his appearance screams nothing but TROUBLE. "What rules?" Julianne asked with a frown as she read through the page. She was sure she hadn't seen any rules of the campus mentioned on their website. # 4. No using cell phones. # 12. Students should not roam outside the campus after eleven in the night. The further she read, the more bizarre it turned out to be. Her friend turned the page and then pointed at the last rule # 29. Listen to Roman Moltenore. "This is made up. Look, the last one is even written in pencil." Julianne couldn't believe that her friend from the next dorm thought she would fall for it. "And no phone?" "It is important you abide by all the rules. Especially number twenty nine," said the girl in a serious tone. "Remember not to get involved with Roman. If you happened to see him, run in the other direction. There is a reason why it is written down here." With the rules of the campus, she resorts to sending handwritten letters to her uncle. But who knew it would end up in someone else’s hand! 

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Burn the witch!

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Natalie couldn't believe what she just saw in the reflection of the bucket of water. It had been more than a year since she had been turned into a vampire, and she had lived her life sumptuously. Compelling the humans, who were beneath her where most of them did her bidding. 

Life had been nothing less than living in a paradise to the girl, but now that she saw her fangs missing and the colour of her eyes not changing, she started to panic. 

"This can't be happening," murmured Natalie under her breath in horror. "No," she whispered to herself.. 

Once a human was turned into a vampire, there was no way to reverse the situation. Then did this mean this was her afterlife? She questioned herself. But she felt no pain, thought Natalie to herself, and she looked at the front side of her shirt, which was spotless except for some smudge of the smoke that the vampire had used some sort of magic on her.