Milo's Point of View:  I rolled my wrist, popping it as I finished up the last sentence in my latest book, Find Me At Midnight. I smiled and saved it on my computer before I sent it to my editor, just making the deadline then sighed, getting to my feet. Just in time for my nightly walk too! Maybe I'll run into a vampire. I held back a shiver of excitement, wondering if tonight would finally be the night as I picked up my travel mug of coffee and practically ran towards the door, snatching my jacket up off the table by the door then slipped it on as I disappeared outside to head for the park, sipping on my coffee. It's been so long since I've become obsessed with the supernatural, but I still haven't found any hard evidence that they exist.... My family calls me crazy and a shut in because I constantly write, but my hunt for them is my inspiration for all my books, and people seem to love them. I've been best seller for four years! Ha! I brought my jacket closer to my bo

Continuation of Milo's POV: I stirred a little as I felt a sudden sense of safety rush over me, waking me as I opened my eyes and looked around. I couldn't feel any pain anymore... just an intense burning hunger in me. It's like the car never happened.... I sat up slightly and then looked down at Lyle, blushing as I saw his face. He's my maker huh? I looked down at him and then felt a small purr rise up in me, tickling my throat before I started to get up out of the bed to go look for something to eat. I heard a small voice talking outside the bedroom door. A small chuckle coming from the voice.  "So, he's suddenly a maker and forgot to mention to us he was coming back with a fledgling?" I heard a male ask softly. I widened my eyes then stopped walking. Are they talking about us? I blushed. Oh man, they're right outside.... I looked towards the bed then quickly ran back over to it, jumping up into it to Lyle's safety. "He even came home late and woke up Esther.

Continuation of Milo's POV: I somehow managed to finish all the books before he was done and rolled off the couch, feeling hungry again as I got to my feet and bit my bottom lip, slowly inching towards the door curiously as I looked around the room. I'd come back to check on him....  "Where are you going?" I heard him ask me from the desk. I froze up and then looked back at him before I blushed. Caught.  "N-nowhere," I told him, giving him a nervous, innocent smile.  "Don't lie," he told me firmly. His eyes were like daggers on me. "I'm your maker." I tensed up and then nodded quickly.  "Y-yes sir," I whispered, my body trembling slightly as I felt like he was going to get me. His eyes softened as he watched me.  "Well... where were you going?" He asked and motioned for me to sit back down. I hesitantly walked back to the couch and sat back down.  "To explore," I mumbled, watching him. 

Continuation of Lyle's POV: It didn't take me long to find Everest, directing some maids in the dining room. He looked at me and raised an eyebrow before he sighed. "Lemme guess, the gardens?" He asked me and then put his hands on his hips. "I was planning on having a small private ball out there, but okay, I can get the musicians to move their equipment to the actual ballroom." "Whichever works for you," I told him and smirked. "Milo wants to go out into the gardens though." Everest glanced me over and then looked at Milo in consideration. "Well... if we had them dance in the gardens, they might accidentally injure themselves and ruin it.... I'll send out the new orders. We can get this done," he told me, his eyes flickering back to me. "We should probably start it off outside rather than end it outside. It's safer inside the house, and if the dancing was to last longer than expected, the sun might catch us or cause a panic. It'll be safer and more controlle

Continuation of Lyle's POV: I eventually found Esther wandering the hallways, humming softly. She stopped when she saw me then smiled. "Oh hey there," she said sweetly and walked up. "Had enough of them already? How's your cheek?" She looked towards it in worry, gently touching it. "Let me heal it for you, my sweet big brother," she mumbled, her touch numbing the slight pain in my cheek and jaw and I felt her healing powers working on me to fix what Jason did to me. "I wish the dinner went better than it was planned. Where's Milo?" I asked her curiously. "Everyone is meeting in the ball room in a hour." She smiled and rubbed my cheek as she finished. "Well, he used the restroom, but he didn't want to go back to the table, so I decided I'd let him eat in the safety of the night room. He almost didn't accept the blood I got for him," she told me. "He's eating though, so I think that's good enough." "I should made him stay in my study all night i