"I'm in trouble. Trouble that has taken the form of a green eyed boy with enough charm to put Casanova to shame and a brooding aura that makes Heathcliff look like Mary Poppins beside him" When half Indian, half British Amberia Abbencroft collides (quite literally) into bad boy Drew Sallisbury she doesn't expect her world to come crashing down around her like a bad game of Jenga. He steals her breath. He speaks to her with his soul. He is the boy she will fall for: hook, line and sinker. But there is one problem. He's a werewolf. Copyright two thousand and fourteen. *DISCLAIMER* EDITING IN PROGRESS - I STARTED WRITING THIS AGES AGO AND THERE ARE A LOT OF THINGS IN THIS STORY I DON'T AGREE WITH ANYMORE. I'M GOING TO BE EDITING EACH CHAPTER AND SOME DETAILS WILL CHANGE.