Violet Brooke Nightingale. Sounds like the name of a normal girl, right? Wrong. Violet was anything than normal; paranormal if anything. That's about as close to normal as she would get. She looked normal, with long black hair, and snow-white skin. Also, deep, brown eyes followed by pale pink lips. Yet, this was just her outside appearance. Inside, she was nothing more than what she was; a grim reaper. She had been born into this title, 'Grim Reaper'. She was the last of her kind. You'd think this would make her famous or special or something.
No.
She had to keep her secret hidden from the outside world; mere mortals couldn't handle her true form yet. So for now, she was to just play it out as your average outcast, teenage high schooler. Violet goes to Westside Highschool. According to human law, she was adopted by her mortal parents, Gina and Mark Nightingale. Not even they knew of her true being.
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Don't Fear The Reaper
ParanormalViolet isn't like the other girls. She a social outcast, but not your typical social outcast. She one that would be classified as a 'goth' or 'emo' But she's actually neither. Everyone in her highschool says she's satanic, or even cannibalistic. Oth...
