Make Believe This

I am ADDICTED to make believe. I love it. The idea that there is a castle somewhere hidden by magic where they teach you to wave a wand and make amazing things happen is the most thrilling concept I could ever imagine. Or how about a family of sparkly undead who are indestructible and overwhelmingly rich and can LIVE FOREVER? Tell me that's not cool! Recently I read a book about a pack of werewolves called The Mating. It. Was. Amazing. Not to mention slightly predictable. The book starts out about this girl who is the daughter of the Alpha of a pack of werewolves (not ones who change by moonlight, but rather at will), who is "mated" to be with the Alpha of a different pack of werewolves, against her will. Darn arranged marriages! Anyways, the story follows the werewolf couple and their mating habits, in addition to their love story and the scandal that almost ruins it all. I got so wrapped up in the intensity of their love that it kind of makes me sad that I don't have that for myself. I do that every time. I try not to read Twilight because it makes me depressed that my boyfriend isn't a vampire and my best friend a werewolf, and that I don't have the opportunity to live forever and therefore not feel as though I am wasting away what little bit of forever I do get to live. Did you follow that? I just love make believe- getting wrapped up in a fantasy world that isn't my own and the sheer magic of it all. I LOVE IT and I sincerely wish some of it were true.