The beautiful and the cursed (coming soon)
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Last published Wed, May 21, 2014
❝I've been looking for you since the day I heard my first Fairy Tale.❞
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When Isabella was young she use to hear about the awful beast that stalked the nights of the dark forest. Everyone's been warned yet some still have the bravely to stride into the dark forest where they are never seen again.
They say he stalks the night, ending anyone he sets his eyes upon.
No regret. No mercy. No emotion
They say he's faster than light and as graceful as the wind.
Powerful. Strong. Big.
Some say the living demon, while others say the devil from hell.
Rude. Wild. wicked.
His eyes shining like the moon,His fangs sharper than a blade.
Unstoppable. Unbreakable. Unresistable.
She know that it's wrong, she know she's been warned all my life. Yet when Ella stumbles her way under his sight, she can't help but get absorbed into her feelings, that scream from deep within her,
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