In Highschool there is a caste system of sorts. At the top there are Vampires, then there are Werewulfs, and then, the Demons. At the bottom though, are the half-bloods. The ones that come as a result of two species eloping. The ones that are outcasts and disgraces to the species they claim as their own, cursed to be forever claimed by the contents of their blood. Ethan is a half-blood, and pretty unhappily so. He never had a problem with his upbringing, only the things that come with it. Oliver is a werewulf, popular and well, full blooded. A full blood with a hatred for those who have no control over their blood. How these two come together? That's a can of worms no one wants to open. ______ This is a test story, I have never written any non-fanfiction stories in a serious manner so forgive me it is not as good as it could be! It's not meant to be a long story so it may be kind of fast paced!

The child pouted and said, "Don't mess with me, I have class tomorrow.

Did he really marry a wife? Rather than a wolf?

"If you don't come with me, I'll jump down and die for you!" "If you're a man, jump." Everyone said that "Young Master Lin" was a savage, but they didn't know that she was a victim, and that in the face of the threat of a scumbag, she pretended to be cold and indifferent in order to protect herself. "You almost got him killed, give him CPR!" Until she met the third young master of the Yan family, she was starting to lose her footing. She had been thrown into the icy water, had been given artificial respiration for no reason at all, and had woken up and been taken away by the police for no reason at all. Third Young Master Yan, what kind of species are you?" And he smiled faintly. "I am the warm light in your heart."