So, new prologue.

Me. Photo by Jessica Huang. 

Just thought the post needed some visuals. 

Hello guys. So I think I may have told you that I restarted my book. ANYWAY... I'll be positing the full prologue here, it's unedited and I wrote it in less than an hour. The book is badly named Huntress at the moment but I don't think it will be called that very much longer. After you read the prologue please give suggestions for a possible name. The book is about shape-shifters. Okay well enjoy, and if you don't give suggestions as to how I can improve! Thanks...

Prologue. 

Pain.  Shifting. Creaking. Blood. Pain.

I didn't know what was happening until it was too late. Until I felt my very being shift and my very DNA change. Then, only then did I know. I was becoming something else. I didn't know how this could possibly happen, but it didn't matter, because I knew.

The first time I changed I was out in a beautiful darkened forest with treetops that caressed the heavens. I was at one with nature for the first time. I was only sixteen, so young and innocent, not knowing what real pain felt like. But a disturbing thought told me I was about to. As I walked through the luscious greenery I felt a sharp pain in my side, the colors of the forest were gone, and in that moment I only saw black. I felt a thud, and then I knew I was down. I felt something within me shifting, changing. My bones were in pain as if someone was slowly pulling my joints apart. And then I could smell it, iron bitterness, blood. I knew whatever was happening was not natural; it wasn’t something that any doctor could comprehend. I don’t know exactly how long I lay there on the beautiful blood stained grass, but when my vision finally banished the blackness, things were different. I wasn't just me anymore, I was something else. When I realised that, the real pain started, the inner pain of confusion and loneliness. I was no longer human. I knew that instantly. I was smaller with wings and a frail build. My long dark ebony hair no longer kissed my back, but golden feathers now grew from within my scaly skin that I acquired. I was a bird. My head was at war with itself. My brain told me it was a dream but it felt more real than life. I lifted my wings and felt their emanating power. It was at instinct that I lifted off the lifeless ground and returned to the place that now belonged to my form. The sky was a perfect piece of art with the sun setting behind the feathery clouds. I felt at piece. My wings beat fervently against the chilling wind and my soul joined in, leaping and gliding towards only god knows what.  The happiness subsided as soon as it arrived though and my peace fell apart. I was a beautiful bird but I knew that just hours ago I was an ordinary girl. I didn't want to wake up from this form, and I didn't even know how I’d change back. My family would have been looking for me by now. My mind reeled towards my human life, and as soon as it did I felt myself plummeting towards the earth. The earth, where I truly belonged. My wings beat out of sync. I tried to stop myself from being hurled into death. But it was too late. Blackness joined my senses once more and then….

Pain. Shifting. Creaking. Blood. Pain.

I wasn't dead, but I was back to the vapid old me. The human. I looked around me, blood filled the gaps between the grasses but my limbs no longer ached. I was stronger than before in a way. More powerful, but I was also confused and frightened. My mother would be wondering where I've gotten off to. We only moved into the country a month ago, because it was safer than the city. If I didn't return soon my mother would have us packed up and leaving, she’d think something dangerous happened to me. My clothes, were full of blood and dirt, but that didn't stop me from lunging off the ground and sprinting in the direction of my beautiful country home.

I snuck into my bedroom through an open window. My room was on the first floor of the two story house, so it was easy enough. In only seconds I was out of my battered clothes and in the shower. What I’d do with the clothes was out of my mind, I’d burn them or something. After the refreshing shower I had to play same old Rogue again. I made up a story to my mother as to how I got into the house UN detected. Since that afternoon I noticed my lying improved and my body no longer faltered at pain. I was stronger. I was more than human. I knew that. 

Okay so that's the prologue. 

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First chapter giveaway

So I haven't finished the chapter yet but I scrapped the entire thing today and restarted. Yes you may feel sorry for me! hahaha it's much better than it was before so here's some bits that are unedited

From google images

 I drove along, forgetting, releasing all my energy into the steering wheel of my beloved impala. The car cruised perfectly along the rough tar that covered the highway. Boredom never came in the seven hours of driving, I was too caught up in my new car, the car I'd wanted since the raw age of seven. My parents always joked about buying me one for Christmas, now that I inherited their life savings I see that they could have, not that it would have been practical to give a seven year old a car. I settled for the latest collection of barbies that year. In retrospect I was never grateful enough to my parents, they gave me all I needed, paid for the best schools, the biggest house, bought me all that I wanted and more. I loved them though, they knew it. When they died I was angry, I wanted to die myself, I didn't want to be alone, I was angry that they left me but now I only grieve. While thinking about them I sent up a silent prayer into heaven to assure their safety. 

In case you're wondering, an impala is my dream car. 

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I will be posting some of the second chapter soon and I'm doing my first photography thingie soon! haha anyway! Love you all xoxo

My book!

Here's a very unedited few lines of my prologue.

He took off in the dead of night, making his way across the vast forest that enclosed his walled-off city. Trudging through the thick mud that made its way up his long boots. It slowed him but he had no time to waste. He had to get away before anyone suspected that he was missing. This, wandering off, in the middle of the night, was a bad idea, and he knew it. He didn't care though. He had to do this, if only to clear his head and make him come to his senses.

This is a small section and I'll be giving away some lines of each chapter. Only the unedited versions though. My first chapter should be done within the next two days. I haven't been reading too much, but I have a book that I'll start over the weekend. "Blood-Kissed Sky", the sequel to "Darkness Before Dawn".
I will be doing a review as soon as I'm done with it but I won't promise a set date. I'm extremely busy with writing. Thanks for your patience.

Picture from google images.

So on a less serious note... How was everyone's valentines day???

Oh umm I'm also doing my first attempt at photography and using my boyfriend, Colben Holmes as a model. Will Post the pics ASAP. xxxx