LA PARTE MIGLIORE DI ME

LA PARTE MIGLIORE DI ME

  • WpView
    LECTURES 3
  • WpVote
    Votes 0
  • WpPart
    Chapitres 1
WpMetadataReadEn cours d'écriture<5 mins
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication jeu., janv. 4, 2018
lei era la parte migliore di me, mi rendeva come io veramente volevo essere, mi rendeva libera, sembra banale da dire ma la mia migliore amica mi faceva stare bene, ma bene veramente , solo che se l'avrei lasciata entrata nella mia vita non ne sarebbe più uscita e io non volevo questo non le avrei fatto vivere l' inferno ancora prima di morire.
Tous Droits Réservés
#6
sogno
WpChevronRight
Rejoignez la plus grande communauté de conteursObtiens des recommandations personnalisées d'histoires, enregistre tes préférées dans ta bibliothèque, commente et vote pour développer ta communauté.
Illustration

Vous aimerez aussi

  • The Omega Princess
  • Loving her Broken Parts (COMPLETED)
  • Gone (h.s.)
  • 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐄𝐃𝐄𝐍, aro volturi ✓
  • 𝑪𝒐𝒊𝒍𝒔 𝒐𝒇 𝑭𝒂𝒕𝒆
  • By My Side ♥
  • Broken Strings (GxG)
  • Annabella Snow: The Killer.
  • Reaper x Sombra

My name was once Mia Elizabeth Vauthier. I was the princess of a great land where wolves, grander than any other creature shifted freely between animal and man. Where nature and its inhabitants lived together in an uninterrupted harmony. Where the supernatural was not abhorred by those arrogant beings that called themselves humans. Here the supernatural was just as part of nature as the trees and the grass, just as the Goddess had wished it to be. Since the day of my birth, I had been the envy of all the land. I would be powerful I would be great I would be blessed by the Goddess... Or so they had thought. When I was meant to shed my fragile human skin and flow smoothly in the Goddess' blessed creature of the night, I did not. It did not happen when I was sixteen, or seventeen, or eighteen. The shock had been like steaming water, trickling down the naked skin, tearing skin as it went leaving ugly marks that could never be removed. I became stained. The Princess who was an omega and not just an omega, a wolfless omega. An empty shell, a box with no contents, a heart with no blood. Just an empty vessel. I wished so desperately to fill the empty space with something worth more than the haunting echoes of what should have been but that was not my fate. Instead the once beloved princess I was cast aside, thrust into a tower with no promise of a prince to rescue me. The only dragon that guarded me was my own mind, a sharp weapon which would slowly poison me. I thought nothing could save me... Perhaps it is still too late.

Plus d’Infos
WpActionLinkDirectives de Contenu