Forks was a small, unremarkable town—at least, that’s how it looked from the outside. Thick forests pressed close on every road, and the constant drizzle painted the world in shades of gray. It was the kind of place where secrets could hide in plain sight.

They had come here reluctantly, uprooted from a life elsewhere, expecting nothing but boredom and damp air. Yet from the first week, two figures began to stand out against the monotony.

One was Edithe Cullen—impossibly graceful, with eyes that seemed to pierce through skin and bone, her presence both magnetic and unsettling. Every move she made was precise, deliberate, as if she was perpetually aware of her own lethal beauty.

The other was Jackie Black, all warmth and fierce loyalty, the kind of person who met every glance with a grin that promised trouble—or protection, depending on who you were.

They didn’t know it yet, but crossing paths with these two would pull them into a web of ancient rivalries, dangerous temptations, and a love triangle sharp enough to draw blood. In Forks, nothing was as harmless as it seemed.