{I love the silent hour of night, for blissful dreams may then arise, revealing to my charmed sight what may not bless my waking eyes ~ Anne Brontë} I was a modest and unadorned woman. While the world viewed my sister, ever so elaborate, with awe-stricken, widened eyes, I sunk into the shadows and remained unnoticed...
When Camp crystal lake is attacked by a monster, when others are afraid a girl falls in love with the monster. Will she live?
When her cousin Oliver comes into town after being away for a while, she learns something about him that is life changing. But what he doesn't know, is that she has a secret as well.
Sorry, not finished. 😃 but almost done. You shouldn't be reading if under age 14
{whatever causes night in our souls may leave stars ~ Victor Hugo} I suppose that I, being a young lady of seventeen years, should be quite reserved and quiet. Nobody wants to hear the trivial opinions of an aristocratic man's daughter; in fact, the very idea of stating my thoughts aloud without permission would...