Midnight Beauty

Midnight Beauty

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Ella Moonstone was just an ordinary city girl with extraordinary powers who loved comic books and football. Until one day when she saved a person from a burning building and made the cover of the local newspaper as "Midnight Beauty". With the help of her 2 best friends, Taylor "Galaxy (Girl)" Luna and Johnathan "Magnito" Christianson, she becomes the infamous Midnight Beauty and fights the worst enemy she could possibly think of. This original story by Jelsa_Shipper925 is chocked full of plot twists, action and amazing shipping. Note from the author: If you guys want to, please feel free to create fanart of how you imagined any scene in the story or of your favorite character. It would be amazing and greatly appreciated and it would prove that I actually have fans that care enough to create fanart.
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They're in high school. It's a wlw story. Willow isn't exactly a nerd, but she's one of the smarter kids-brown curls, 172 cm, quiet, private. What no one knows is that she's the daughter of Taylor Swift and Travis Kelce. She keeps her head down, her circle small, because if people ever found out, it would be chaos-phones, rumors, fake friends. She's fine fading into the background. Then there's Olivia: the cheerleader everyone notices. Blonde, golden, 165 cm, always laughing too loud with her friends, perfectly posed without trying. The kind of girl who owns the hallway. Everyone either wants to be her-or be with her. Willow kind of wants both. They're not really friends, but in shared classes they drift toward each other. Sit in the back. Trade notes. Whisper jokes that no one else gets. Sometimes it almost feels like something real-until the bell rings and Olivia goes back to her world. Outside class, she's all bright smiles and boyfriends, pretending Willow doesn't exist. Willow tells herself it's fine, but every glance, every too-long touch, every half-smile gets harder to shake. She knows Olivia's not for her. But she can't stop wondering-if that look meant something, if the hand brush in class wasn't an accident, if Olivia knows exactly what she's doing. And soon, Willow's going to find out.

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