Don't End All Dogs

Beatrice Candella, That's a beautiful woman's name; One who brought great joy to those who accepted her, Not many knew of her but not many dared to know her. She was feared for all the wrong reasons. Her eyelashes are long and perfectly arched; Her body is curved like the most flavorful pear you've ever seen, and her eyes emphasize the dark and the sultry in them. Her tan skin with beautiful; long, thick, and brunette hair is perfect. She loved to draw, her literature was to die for. Her manners are just as righteous as one would think they are. She is perfect. A woman every man wished they'd marry, a woman that would fill other women with endless envy. She was a noble one, a soft one. No adjectives describe her fairly; none. Such divinity doesn't need words or numbers to describe her...She did not care for such matters, she wasn't like other people...she never will be again.

(The cover is not permanent please be patient until I find one that suits the sorry, please know that each chapter is 4,500 words so be ready for mildly slow updates but enjoy with the first chapter of my story)