A girl.
Forever cursed.
A secret.
Not meant to be kept.
A boy.
The one that can reveal it.
The power.
They can't have.
The way.
They don't know it.
Natalie was your stereotypical cheerleader; a stuck up clown face with an over-sized attitude and a size four waist. Johnathan was your average-Joe computer nerd, hipster glasses included. When beauty turns into a beast, nerdy might just be the thing that saves it.
A plan.
Gone astray.
A Mishap.
With no solution.
A cursed angel.
A prophecy to fulfill.
A secret.
Everyone must know it, but no one can tell it.
I was always told I was never good enough. Never pretty enough. Never mature enough. Never enough of anything. As I got older, my father made me wear beatiful, delicate Venetian masks. The only time I was ever allowed to remove them was to shower and sleep. He kept me hidden in his palace.
I have never set foot outside, and now, after 16 years of this dreary life, I've had enough.
It's my turn to shine.
(A/N: This is just a little idea I had. It's still forming, so progress and updating may be a little slow.)
She was different from the rest. She had dreams and hopes, buried under a thick layer of sarcasm and anger. She always dreamed of a place where she'd belong, but that place was in the past.
He wanted to know, and she was the Key.
Evelyn was born with eyes the color of amethyst. Alex was born wihth eyes that never seemed to stay the same color. As Evelyn embarks on a journey to truly understand who and what she is, will she find her place among the people like her?
A girl.
Forever cursed.
A secret.
Not meant to be kept.
A boy.
The one that can reveal it.
The power.
They can't have.
The way.
They don't know it.
Natalie was your stereotypical cheerleader; a stuck up clown face with an over-sized attitude and a size four waist. Johnathan was your average-Joe computer nerd, hipster glasses included. When beauty turns into a beast, nerdy might just be the thing that saves it.
A plan.
Gone astray.
A Mishap.
With no solution.
A cursed angel.
A prophecy to fulfill.
A secret.
Everyone must know it, but no one can tell it.
I was always told I was never good enough. Never pretty enough. Never mature enough. Never enough of anything. As I got older, my father made me wear beatiful, delicate Venetian masks. The only time I was ever allowed to remove them was to shower and sleep. He kept me hidden in his palace.
I have never set foot outside, and now, after 16 years of this dreary life, I've had enough.
It's my turn to shine.
(A/N: This is just a little idea I had. It's still forming, so progress and updating may be a little slow.)
She was different from the rest. She had dreams and hopes, buried under a thick layer of sarcasm and anger. She always dreamed of a place where she'd belong, but that place was in the past.
He wanted to know, and she was the Key.
Evelyn was born with eyes the color of amethyst. Alex was born wihth eyes that never seemed to stay the same color. As Evelyn embarks on a journey to truly understand who and what she is, will she find her place among the people like her?