I've been in this tower for 15 years, ever since I was five. And even then the guards looked over me intensely. Apparently my scent is very attractive to anyone. I've known staright maids go bi for me. I've known guys that one hundred and ten percent don't like females, fall for me. They said they would do anything just to look at me, touch, talk to me. All things are forbidden, especially when it comes to me. Everybody has heard of me. I am the deadly beauty of crisanthamum hill.
It all started when I was younger, my cousin loved playing where we weren't supposed to go. Like forbidden lakes and trees that could get us killed. One day he said, " Hey toppie, I heard my dad talking about the krasna lake. It's supposed to give participants instant good or bad luck. No doubt I'm gonna get good luck!" Me being the idiotic five year old I was I said,"okay, let's go!"
So we get to the lake and, if you're wondering how my cousin and I knew it was the lake immediately we don't know either we just knew, my cousin jumped in immediately. I knew something was wrong the minute he touched the water, it was like a force inside of me woke up and was protective of the water. I jumped in and pulled him out.
The three minutes I was in there, three things happened. My smell became unbearably appealing to everybody. My touch gave you pleasure unlike any you have ever faced. Third, and most deadly, if we made eye contact you would die. I gained the ability of deadly beauty. You would start to smell really bad, like not showering for years bad, and you would lose all sense of pleasure and everything causes you pain, and then eventually you would die. That's how I killed my cousin, as I was trying to save him he died. That was his bad luck, me getting that ability. My bad luck is having to deal with it.
Afterwards there was a tower built for me in the east wing where all the maids are blind so I never affect them. I never have to deal with anyone besides my maids. Like anybody would want to take that risk anyway. You may wonder why they haven't killed me yet. Well I'm the alpha's daughter. I killed the future second of command.
You may also wonder, why my parents don't come visit me. Well they had a child after me. He is now 16 and leader of the pack, he doesn't even know if I exist or not. He's only heard rumors. Rumors that my parents have tried to sweep under the rug for years. He's the golden child, his name is Damien. He's a spoiled, idiotic, lollygagging, prick all he knows how to do is 'show a girl a good time'. He says he's going to reject his mate when she comes and go with Ashley instead.
Ashley is her own entire chapter in general. She's an extremely nice person, yet the pack pass-around. She doesn't want to be Luna, because she believes she would be terrible. Also she doesn't want to be tied down therefore she just sleeps around. No one judges her for it because she's extremely nice.
My name is Topanga Belle Henson, a nobody as title. My parents don't love me, never have. I was supposed to have a twin, but I sucked up his nutrients when they thought he was going to do that to me. I was powerful ever since I was born, always picking fights with the kids; And always winning them. My favorite colors are red and black. I have an extremely goo education, especially for a girl. I love to read, and when I was young I wanted to be an author until I realised I'm never going to go anywhere. Also no one will read my books because I'm a girl.
Yes, most people around me are sexist, chauvinistic, masochistic, pigs with their heads up their butts that think women are inferior just because of a design men made, which caused women to faint. Now that's a history lesson kids, that's why men think we're inferior. Because of a single corset. They get off on public humiliation of women.
Right now I'm writing, as usual, my tower is one that you would find in a story like rapunzel. My tower isn't futuristic or anything, it's a brick and cobblestone tower. It's designed to my liking with carpet in the elevated halff that has my bed, bookshelf, and desk. Then there's a railing and little stairs so I can get down to my regular half that has my fireplace, television, game console, and other added necessities. If I need to use the restroom I go into the upper half of my room and just say,"death brownies," and the bookshelf moves to the side so I can get in the bathroom. It's also a safe room in cases of emergency. Which can happen a lot since I am a world wide rumor and I can kill people with a single look.
I don't affect animals, I know because I have made eye contact with a bird and nothing happened. Actually animals love me, they keep me sane. I forced my parents to get me three dogs and a cat so I don't do anything insane.
Beast is a siberian husky, she was my very first dog. She's the motherly one of the bunch, caring for all of them like they're her little pups.
Then there's rose, he's a beagle. He is the meanest dog out of the bunch and the loudest. Definitely the father figure and definitely the protector. He and beast are definitely the perfect couple.
They can't have kids, for obvious reasons, so they adopted a saint Bernard pup and a cat we're getting to. The pup is named Zoey and is adorable. She is very clumsy, always running into things. Very lazy also and doesn't do a whole lot, not that there's much to do.
And the cat is the obvious black sheep, but still loved just as much as the other three. Her name is shadow and is adorable, like Zoey, but older and more responsible. Although just as lazy.
This is my family. The only ones that are truly there for me. Anyway, my name is belle and this is my story.....And also how I died.
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Beautifully Deadly
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