𝕸𝖎𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖗 𝕸𝖎𝖗𝖗𝖔𝖗 𝖔𝖓 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖂𝖆𝖑𝖑, 𝖂𝖍𝖔'𝖘 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝕱𝖆𝖎𝖗𝖊𝖘𝖙 𝖔𝖋 𝕿𝖍𝖊𝖒 𝕬𝖑𝖑 The daughter of Snow White was a sight to see, carrying an unexpected amount of expectation on her shoulders. She only fears that she will never live up to her mother's story. The son of Cruella de Vil was a thief and was desperate enough to leave his mother behind, and he was given the chance to. He only feared of screwing up. By chance, their worlds collide. The boy from the Isle and the girl with undeniable beauty find themselves falling for each other much faster than they could blink. ... descendants 1, 2 and 3 this book has themes of mature content, cussing/cursing, fluffiness, family beliefs/topics, mentions of PTSD and society standards. Viewer discretion is advised. some chapters aren't proofread, some grammatical errors. fly high 🕊 cameron mica boyce, this one's for you.

[01/07/2021] - [13/04/2023] "You can't keep going around like a fucking maniac and treating me like shit. That isn't how relationships work," Sophia's voice was havoc as she verbalized her emotions. "That isn't how we work..." Tired, vulnerable and agitated at not only him, but herself. How could she let herself get this far, in such little time? He looked down, ashamed, not wanting to respond. His heart felt like it was beating faster than it should've. "I forgot how it felt to love you." As soon as those words were uttered from Sophia's lips, his world broke apart. Gone, in just a matter of seconds. - - - When Sophia Adam moves to a new town, she wishes nothing more than a boring, new life, to separate herself from her past. Moving meant completing university and getting a clerkship with a judge. Moving meant making refreshing new friends, and meeting a mysterious guy that seems hell-bent on getting to know her. To Sophia, moving to a new town was everything she imagined and more. She just didn't expect her past to follow.

"if i swallow magnets, will i become attractive?" "you're already cute when you're nice lia" came a deep, sweet voice behind me, as strong arms circled around my waist. "when I'm nice?..." i paused "then how do I look when I get mad?" "fucking hot" ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀˚ ༘. ♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀˚ ༘. ˚ ༘♡ ⋆｡˚ ❀˚ ༘. It all felt like heaven, but for each other they would go through hell. 𝐓hey say honest feelings and bad timings are the cruelest combination . they had to let go, even if it meant crashing on the way. but as they try to hold once more, will the pieces cut as painful as it felt when everything shattered? _________________________________________ ˢᵗʳᵃᵗᵉᵈ : 28-12-2020 ᶜᵒᵐᵖˡᵉᵗᵉᵈ: 28-1-2021 *not edited* [none of the pictures in the story belong to me. i only take credit for the editing and the collages]

Letters from a whole heart to a broken heart