HOLO!! Espero ser de su agrado soy nuevita y ojala tenga votos y les guste la historia ^^

Este es mi primer fanfic, espero les guste. Por favor voten y comenten que les guste, acepto todo tipo de críticas. Créditos de portada a: @Lollapal0za Atte: Dark-Rose23

Felice Fiore Grande always had rotten luck. She never knew her biological parents, she was always stuck in the abusive or just down right creepy foster houses. And to top it off she has a strange ability to NOT die. No matter what injury is the cause of her death she always wakes up, again. Just because she can't die doesn't mean she can't feel pain, in fact every waking moment she's alive she feels nothing but pain, and as the number of times she dies increases so does the pain. So you can bet she tries to avoid getting killed at all times. One particular night, however, a group of boys 'murders' her and dumps her off in a forest. Of course she wakes up as she always does, only to have a particular psychopathic clown to stumble upon her, and take an interest in her gift, resulting in her getting stalked EVERYWHERE she goes. So her avoidance of death plan is pretty much down the drain.

¿Y si es él al que tienen que rescatar ahora, el príncipe encerrado en una torre alta y sin salidas? ¿Y si es ella la heroína sin capa, la reina sin corona, la guerrera sin armadura, el ángel sin alas? No en todos lados es ella la que está abrumada y sola. No siempre es él al que acuden todos por ayuda. No esta vez...

Cada que escucho ese "Pop Goes The Weasel" siento que mi amigo de la infancia terminará conmigo....