MELANTHA
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  • Reads 56,776
  • Votes 1,675
  • Parts 18
  • Time 2h 20m
Ongoing, First published Dec 02, 2022
Mature
Melantha Alarie was raised to think that her abilities were dangerous and something to hide, but when she finally turned eight teen she took matters into her own hands and did what she thought was right, and maybe it was. 

Miren Academy, the academy for out casts. People with inhuman behaviour, things that shouldn't exist, creatures from hell. . .well that's atleast what the rest of the world would tell them.

but between all the raindrops, Melantha managed to find her sunshine.
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"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.