Ever since we were little girls our mom told me and my sister that we were different. Exactly how different? She didn't explain. And then she died. Shortly after she left us, we found a small wooden box with a note from her. It said not to open it until a specific day. And that specific day is today.We had no idea how opening this tiny box would change our lives and the power it would bestow upon our young lives. I always knew we were different.We were always competitive by nature, but luckily with totally different tastes in boys, we never had any interest in the same one before - until now...Could we handle this newfound power? Was it good or evil?! Would it drive a stake between us?**PLUS: Faerie Short Story Series & Daemon Short Story Series Included!**