37 parts Ongoing DN stands for Deadly Nightshade. Someone dear to me once said that I was filled with poison but that I was blessed with beauty and rage, whatever he meant by that.
Then I met him, and he couldn't tear his eyes off of me. He thought that I wore strength and darkness equally well. That I had always been half goddess, half hell. And when our eyes met, he thought that burning with fire didn't seem so bad.
After everything, I am starting to think they both might be right.
But the real question is: Do you think I am as deadly as they paint me to be? If you are not sure how to respond, perhaps my story might give you the answer...