Stephenie Meyer wrote the Twilight Saga, but this is after that. I woke up in the woods just outside of Forks, Washington one day. It was odd. I had been in my backyard and suddenly I was here. The Saga hadn't finished ocuring yet and my arrival through it off, but not or the better. I'm trying to ix it, but maybe things are better this way. Did i forget to mention I'm not human?
I love to write and vampires have been my thing since i was 5. my writing is usually dark with fluff thrown in.