She was the type to stare herself in the mirror and see someone else stare back. Someone who was free and light, being able to spread her wings like an unbound angel. She was neither chained to Heaven nor Hell. Howbeit, no matter how far she reached into the mirror, she could never step through as her ball-and-chain presented itself in the form of a crown. She was a princess with two faces, desperately trying to have a sense of freedom outside of her royal obligations. She found it in the form of a weakness: a passion with another human being. Her love for him and ballet had kept her chin high; her crown not slipping from her pastel hair. So why, why did it suddenly become so hard when a gothic gymnastic back-flipped into her life? Why were her heartstrings being tugged on by someone of her same gender? Why was it suddenly so difficult, so strenuous to keep living in her pastel world when this mysterious girl brought such bright colours with her? TRIGGER WARNING: Mentions of sex, suicide and other mature themes will be contained within this book. Read at your own discretion.

I have changed Jessa's name to Jaden. The Violet Frost saga. Set during both Avengers movies, Thor: The Dark World, and Marvel's Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. P.S. I own Jaden S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Jaden: codename: A.J. (Agent J). She knows nothing of her heritage. Doesn't even know her real name. All anybody knows her by is one of her few pre-approved nicknames. No one dared call her anything else with her closest friend, S.H.I.E.L.D. agent Phil Coulson, as the exception. She grew up in an orphanage for as long as she could remember. But no one ever adopted her. It wasn't because she had abilities that were considered unnatural. Nor was it anything about J herself. Once she'd turned sixteen, she left the facility and chose to live on the streets. *********************************************************************************** "The humans think us immortal. Should we test that?" he continued to ask. My replica was sooooooooo happy to see Coulson with the phase 2 prototype I had been working on since last year when Loki sent the destroyer. "Move away, please. And drop the girl," he said pointing the weapon toward Loki. It hurt to say that the only friend I had made throughout my entire life was killed right in front of me. Well, in front of my replica. As my body was carried out to a quinjet, Loki pushed the red button that would send Thor to his demise.

She was beautiful, She was innocent, She never cursed, But then she felt for someone, Someone she shouldn't be with DEVIL He was dangerous, He was bad, He was Evil and that made him glad, He kills, He didn't new he was going out with an innocent HIS innocent ANGEL They meet at a royal ceremony They locked their eyes together But then her boyfriend came He was angry he kissed her lips Trouble is about to begin!