"Instead of a man of peace and happiness I've become a man of violence and revenge and I have came to enjoy it."
For two years Anastasia has had a limited memory of her past, limited being an understatement. She remembers nothing. Nothing of her childhood not one single memory. All she knows is what her brother and sister along with two friends have told her, which isn't much and the dreams. The dreams of woods of freedom calling to her, calling for her with an intoxicating voice that leaves her awakening with a lonely feeling a sad feeling. And grey eyes sketched into her mind. Anastasia yearns to have freedom to roam around it's something in her that seems restless having her siblings overbearing protective of her. When they finally give in to her demands of taking a year off before going to college, she is thrown into a past that she can't seemed to remember but her heart seems to desire. A past that is hurt and bitter and a monster.
A past that seeks revenge for those who have taken from him for those who have wronged him. A past that desires nothing but the bliss of Sweetest Revenge.