Cold Fingers

Cold Fingers

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They call me a monster. They call me a witch. They all think that I shouldn't exist. They don't even need to say it. I can see it in their eyes. How they perceive me. An Evil Queen. Because my name is Iris Blackeyed, and I don't know who I am. What I am. All I know is that since a couple of years, I've been changing drastically. Now, I'm not just Iris. I'm not just the Evil Queen. Because in my body, it's as if I were Jekyll and that Hyde were also there. And Hyde is nasty. That Hyde can freeze anything. Litterally. That's the power it gets when it takes control of me. Only, some time ago, I met my nemesis. I didn't know who he was, nor what he wanted. But I knew that Nasty Hyde didn't scare him. Little did I know that my life was about to change drastically. That people were about to get involved with it. And that maybe, just maybe I'd be able to discover myself as I really was. Credits to MyHeartisMine25 for the amazing cover!
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I'd Like to think I was a good person, before it all began. I didn't cheat on tests, or steal. But throughout my entire life, I was treated if I were a monster. At the age of five, after several agonizing tests, I was diagnosed with Reactive Attachment Disorder. But not even that title could describe just how strange I was. When another kid got hurt, I would cry. Whenever someone else was told a funny joke, I would laugh hysterically. People looked at me as if I were crazy- and for while I agreed with them. That was until I, Caddie Jones, was exiled to Nox Haven Academy, a school for truly special kids. Not the mentally ill, psychotic kind of special but the magical kind. Like witches, vampires, fairies and werewolves. Call me crazy if you want, you wouldn't be the first. But the stories are all true. The supernatural did exist and I was one of them. Life there was cool until suddenly, I was faced with two-faced witches, egotistical princes, hormone driven werewolves, and an army of evil warlocks who were threatening to destroy the world. ... Maybe Nox Haven was a school for psychos after all. ---------------------------------------------------------- Highest Rank: #2 in Paranormal 1st Place winner of The Night Shift's Killer Competition 4/10/16 Illustration by: Stephanie Pitino (www.ClairObscur.fr) (1st book in series)

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