Almost Is Never Enough

prologue;

Mystic Falls was not a place I thought I’d end up. I heard it was a breeding place for vampires, and I didn’t want to get caught in the crossfire of one of their attacks. However, there was one person I needed to see, and he was in Virginia.

I despised small towns. Everyone knew everyone’s business before the hour was over. Rumors traveled faster than a hummingbird’s wings. I didn’t understand how anyone could put up with something like that. I didn’t have the patience.

I glanced down at my daylight ring, thankful for the protection it provided from the sun. I’d always been a night owl, but it was nice not to have any restrictions. I was a woman on a mission, and I wasn’t going to stop until I got what I wanted….Damon Salvatore’s head on a stick.