One Frail Human Girl. Four Hot Supernatural Guys.

My name is Louise Renaldi.

I'm considered scene by most.

Known as a notorious drug-dealer by others.

I sling and I make good money for whatever I'm slinging.

But how was I supposed to know you can be alergic to Marijuana?!

That's the weirdest fucking allergy ever.

Anyway, this is my story on him I got put in a Juvenille Correction Facility for the Supernatural.

Oh yeah, I'm human.

And they either hate me... Or they want to eat me.

Let's see if I surrvive the year and a half.