Xavier's Curse

Xavier's Curse

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Paranormal
there once was a maiden a sight to behold years then a lovely rose she was indeed no beauty superior could intercede thy fair skin gifted by moonlight a face carved by angels' might with a strange sweet smile painted not an inch of her not blessed not a stranger that passed by- went without a wonderstruck sigh with voices filled with awe- "suddenly she's all that I saw" little did they know they knew nothing, no her giftedness was a curse her sweet smile's set in a purse she draws suitors everywhere she stays ignorant that they're just games she plays but still unable to look away from the maiden that sings at bay but well the future tells still, look upon her wicked wells the paths of fate she shouldn't have touched a prick of an arrow was all that she vouched she was cursed to be unwanted by the only man she'll love he'll turn her back on her disgusted by twisted fates that worked above she'll weep in pain and agony and bear the burdens brought she'll fight for the man that made her lonely and fight against fate's plot
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*COMPLETED* My head bowed in a heavy mannor, not in respect, but in trepidation. I discern his unwavering gaze over my ill silhouette. "Look at me." I opened my eyes, though it made no difference. Black is still black, all I am left with are my four senses. He will kill me if I don't look. He will kill me if I do. He will look into my sightless eyes and see my futile existence isn't worth living. He will kill me, and he will be doing the pack a justice by it. He growls a low, throaty snarl to warn me about disobeying an alpha. There will be consequences, we both know that. His lingering growls let me know he is not going to allow me to contravene his word. I steadily inch my head upwards, visibly shaking everywhere else. Maybe he won't notice my depthless eyes from across the gazebo. My life depends on it. "You're blind." ~ Monet was born into a particularly prestigious area of her wolf pack, to parents of extremely high standards. Her legacy is to become the packs next healer, but when she was born completely devoid of melanin, all her mated parents saw was a disappointment. Being born an albino wolf pup meant a lot for Monet, but it mostly meant her condition had taken her eyesight along with it. What happens when Monet meets the Alpha of a neighboring pack? Will he accept her for what she is? ~CONTENT WARNING~ This book contains depictions of physical abuse, foul language, and upsetting scenary. This book is in no way, shape, or form glorifying domestic abuse of a parent or partner. This book is intended for individuals who feel at odds with their self due to their uniqueness. It is meant to shine light on those who differ from the majority; conquering, and overcoming those who lessen them for what makes them special. ~ Word count at completion date: 33,915 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

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