Dear Whitney,
How horrid to hear that your alive.
It simply breaks my cold black heart.
There was a horrendous mix up with the poison.
It is my unfortunate task to tell you that you are not dead, but that you might never recall the last few months.
I understand that my scheme did not fully work and I need to hire new thugs.
I'm afraid my delicious serum was not strong enough to kill you.
And you ended up with only temporary memory loss.
I must express my sincerest apologies for this dreadful misunderstanding.
Sincerely,
Your Worst Nightmare.
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Hey everyone, This is my first story, please read! Don't judge the book by the prologue.......................or the blurb.........................
So, I rewrote the prologue and I'm finally happy with it:)
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Twisted Apples and Poison Oranges
FantasyWelcome to Elith, a land where Robin Hoods a nine year old girl, Rapunzels trapped in a snow globe, Snow White can't remember a thing before the apple, and Prince Charming just might be gay.