Rejected by her mate who also claimed her mother as his mate. She was battered, betrayed by everyone she thought loved her. Sold to a vampire mated to three men and killed by her own mother, Storm had never have a normal life or was ever meant to. “I would give you Storm for thirty pieces of silver.” My mother said, silver was nothing to her. She was only trying to show my worthlessness and I couldn't hold back my tears. But tears don't fix things. Blood will! Blood, s*x, betrayals are the only colours painted in Storm's memory, but too much of pain creates a monster no one can control. Will the Storm's monster engulf her or will she break free?