Goddess of Beauty
God of War
Florence Beaumont is forced out of New Orleans when her parents are killed in a hit and run, it's a miracle she survived. Now she just feels empty and lost.
Florence arrives in the sleepy town of Forks around the same...
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"My my"
Turning around I gasp at the sight I front of me. A tall woman, hair as red as mine but wild with curls. Her eyes as red as blood unlike my green ones.
"We could be twins" she mutters, her voice sounding like bells in between the forest noise. Something about this woman is off, she seems unnatural in a way, her grasp on the tree caused the tree to crack. Slowly she takes one step forward, towards me.
"You seem to be the only one that little skank can tolerate" her voice rings through the forest. "I can see why- you're enchanting even for a human" she moves towards me, her footsteps not making a sound.
"Human?" I gasp out as she stalks closer to me. "What?" I say as she stops I front of me, a wicked smirk decorating her lips.
I tense up even further as she stops in front of me. Up close I can faintly see her paper white skin glittering a little.
She tilts her head, looking like a leopard who is watching her prey. "I can't get to her, she was surrounded by those Cullens" she hisses through gritted teeth. Lifting her hand she drags her fingers through my hair, ignoring my flinch. "And now those stupid mutts are guarding her... at least if I use you..."
She grabs my neck in a swift movement and pulls my head back, causing a pained gasp to leave my lips. It feels like iron chains were holding my down- I can't even get her to let go. "...to get her to come out-"
She doesn't finish before we're both knocked over. As I hit the ground my breath is knocked out of me. Huffing I gasp for air, my vision blurring as I look up at the trees covering the air.
Hearing growls I turn my head slowly to see a bear standing above me, growling at something behind me. Gasping and ignoring my own pain I roll away and sit up, scooting away. The bear... no giant wolf doesn't stare at me but growls, baring it's teeth at the red haired woman who was already on her teeth.
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