My family got confusing after my oldest sister Jazzyln was born. Mom was married to her father, but he died. Her dad had brown hair, just like her. They look so alike in pictures ~ she looks nothing like our mother. Her father looked young, even though he was nearing forty. He had smiling blue eyes and a face filled with laugh lines. She looks childish, and she has an adorable smile that climbs all the way up into her eyes. Vickie, my second oldest sister, is half Japanese. And her father apparently didn't stick around much after her birth, considering my mother and her father were never married. Vickie doesn't have any contact with him anymore, just a birthday card filled with a thousand dollars every year, and one crystal flower for Christmas ~ both having no return address on them. Although Vickie does have a crystal flower garden blooming in her room. My dad, was pretty much unknown to me. A one-night stand ~ Mom didn't talk about him, and I didn't ask. Ours lives were not easy, Mother drank too much, became angry and abusive. The three of us girls did our best to stay out of her way ~ but it wasn't always possible. Jazz had it the worst ~ we all knew she was different and her temper flared heavier than Mom's. When she was 15 she decided to leave. Giving me a promise that she'd come back for us when she found a safe place. The only problem was ~ Mom moved us constantly. I knew Jazz would never find us again. I could only hope to one day be able to leave myself. I made due with what little we had and managed to learn what I could by hiding out in the library of whatever town we found refuge in. We recently settled in New Orleans. By far my favorite of all the places we've stayed. I was comfortable here ~ pulled by some invisible force. I even had a close friend that I spent most of my time with. I'm not an average girl ~ I stand out from the crowd. By age 17 was frequenting clubs and enjoyed attending MMA fights. That's where I first meet Convel and started up a friendship that quickly turned into more. I knew that he had trust issues with people and kept himself caged up. Putting on a tough exterior only I seemed to be allowed past. Convel became my will to survive because ~ for the first time in my life I felt cared for and cherished. I was his #LuckyCharm and I was at his side through all his fights. But as perfect as everything was ~ Convel had to leave once the tournament was over. I only knew that he was in some sort of trouble and needed to sort it out. He left me as had my sister. With a promise to return for me one day. I suppose it's how my life was meant to go ~ everyone leaving me. Tragedy then struck on July 11th. The day both my best friend and I faced death. 

My name is Ashlyn 'Angel' Rivers and I am deceased. Or so I thought.

"The process was slow, unbearable. And eventually, everything went black.
And I realized, that was it. I am now dead."


I was kidnapped by a Vampire named Riley. Little did we both know I'm the daughter of a very known Hybrid among the supernatural ~ Ashton Montgomery. Riley awoke my Vampire half and in doing so gave me the ability to overtake him and escape my captors. I spent a few weeks in the woods surrounding NOLA. I had this pull still ~ only it was more powerful now. When I finally found the nerve to find an old friend I knew from a cafe I often ate at ~ I found my Father, my Sister, a Mother and above all, I found a family. I found home. I know what I am now and I'm no longer afraid. I've begun to learn how to control my cravings and live the same semi-normal life I did before. I've since given up hope Convel will ever find me ~ who would think to look among a close knit family of supernaturals and Hunters. I've surrounded myself in my art and my love for comics. My dream to own my own store is slowly coming true. I still sneak in an MMA fight when I can. Convel did eventually find me. We picked back up where we left off. But he wasn’t one to settle down or be faithful. As a temperamental hybrid I eventually snapped over his indiscretions and killed him with my bare hands.