— 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗘𝗚𝗜𝗡𝗡𝗜𝗡𝗚
❝ Take me back to the start of it all ❞

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐎𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐂𝐄𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝟐𝟒𝐓𝐇, 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟖 when it all changed for Amelia Whitlock she had always been reckless, a mess of chaos and beauty all rolled in to one, she should've known better done different, but when you're known as the towns angel? As the golden girl who could do no wrong who could get out of anything, well you had an ego, and Amelia? She had an ego the size of Texas if not bigger... and that was her downfall. No one knew what to do the night she disappeared like the wind, like an angel going back to the heavens, all they had seen was the blood, the torn clothes she has been seen in the day prior — they had theories, that one of their own had abducted her, had assaulted her, had killed her and buried the body.

𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐘𝐒 Amelia was it utter pain, a fire she never felt before, never ending raced through her veins like the devil had claimed her soul, like the gods had come to claim her soul. Rosalie Hale the ethereal beauty known to the Texan town as the ice angel, stood next to her with her husband Emmett Cullen and their adopted father Carlisle Cullen who was the towns doctor — waiting for the young female to either succeed or fall and fail to the venom racing through the young female's veins. Three long days of the towns theories, of the town wondering where the last living Whitlock heir went. That's what originally drew the cullen family into watching the female, because of her last name. Which reminded them of Jasper, their adopted brother, Carlisle's adopted son, Alice's mate — who sent the three of them to Texas to watch the young heir, to save her, change her. What Alice didn't foresee was the Rosalie would be the one to change her, they all assumed Carlisle would but when Alice called carlisle freaking out that the girl was dying? The trio raced to where Alice told them to go, they seen her broken body, her clothes torn and barely holding on, and Rosalie the blonde beauty who was known to have never sired anyone... sired her first. And that would create a bond between the two blondes.

𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐑𝐃 𝐃𝐀𝐘 Amelia Whitlock would succeed to the pain, to the fire, to the venom that had killed anything human about her and opened her eyes, her once greenish-blue was a crimson red, so vibrant, so withdrawn they feared she didn't know who she was and they were right about that... so she was given the name Lyrah Hale, the adopted daughter of Rosalie Hale and Emmett Cullen. And they started their journey back to Alaska, to where the rest of their family and cousin's the Denali's lived.

Along the way they stopped to feed, and along the way Lyrah slipped up without meaning to but no one could fault her after all? She was a newborn, she didn't know any better but she would learn... and learn she did.

❝ 𝗧𝗔𝗞𝗘 𝗠𝗘 𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞,
𝗕𝗔𝗖𝗞 𝗧𝗢 𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗜𝗧 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗕𝗘𝗚𝗔𝗡,
𝗦𝗢 𝗜 𝗖𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗗 𝗗𝗢 𝗗𝗜𝗙𝗙𝗘𝗥𝗘𝗡𝗧 𝗕𝗘 𝗕𝗘𝗧𝗧𝗘𝗥,
𝗬𝗘𝗧 𝗜 𝗪𝗢𝗨𝗟𝗗𝗡'𝗧 𝗖𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗘 𝗜𝗧 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗔𝗡𝗬𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚
𝗧𝗛𝗔𝗡𝗞 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗕𝗘𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗠𝗬 𝗠𝗢𝗠 ❞

— 𝗟𝗬𝗥𝗔𝗛 𝗛𝗔𝗟𝗘

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✒  𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄 ─ ANDROMEDA SPEAKS
WELCOME TO THE PROLOGUE, ITS ALMSOT 6AM MY TIME AND I WOKE UP AT 4:50AM ON MY DAY OFF TO START THIS, SO I HOPE YOU GUYS LIKE IT! CHAPTER ONE SHOULD BE POSTED LATER TODAY, KNOW I DO HAVE A LIFE SO IT WILL BE A SLOW UPDATED BOOK, PLEASE DO NOT BE A GHOST READERS I WOULD APPRECIATE COMMENTS AND LIKES DO NOT ASK FOR UPDATES (That's the quickest way to get me to drop the book)

I HOPE YOU GUYS WILL ADORE LYRAH JUST AS MUCH AS I DO. 🩵

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