Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Changes...

I'm making some major changes that nobody will probably even notice to my book 'Under Golden Wings'. Kristen's cousin, Nicole, will be...similar to her but at the same time the exact opposite as her. Not only are their appearances different (Nicole has the typical dark brown hair and hazel eyes. Kristen has uncommon red hair and green eyes) as well as their personalities (Nicole is a 'I'm going to get everyone in trouble' type person, and Kristen's a 'We're going to help people get out of trouble, and this is how we'll do it.' type person) but something even MORE major will be happening.
Not that I can tell you guys. If I ever get it published, I don't want to ruin part of the plotline for you guys. So sorry.

Here's a snippet that I'm thinking of putting in my story that goes a little more in depth of the change:

*****


"What are you even doing here?" Nicole demanded. She gave me a quick glare, which I returned. "You were dead! It was everywhere!" Nicole pointed to me, "You," Lea, "You," Ben, "You," and Nick, "and you. All dead. All captured by the scientists while trying to escape. Let me tell you, it was extra warm that night." I blinked.
After clearing my head, I cleared my throat, "You were in the Institute. How did you escape?" Nicole pretended not to hear me. The shadows under her eyes, however, grew darker and she glared at the ground.
"It's none of your business," she snapped, and looked up at me. "So, cousin meets cousin. I always wanted it to end this way." End? I thought, confused. That was when Nicole dove at me, and tackled me to the ground.
Only this wasn't Nicole. Nicole had been a starving, weak, unstable, seventeen-year-old who weighed just over one hundred pounds. No, this wasn't that Nicole. This was a quick, nimble, hundred pounds of furious demon out to kill me. I use the term demon loosely. I've met several before, trust me, and Nicole couldn't even be compared to a baby demon. But this was one hundred pounds of furious hunter out for blood.
That's when the thought flashed through my mind. You might die. She wants to kill you.


*****

Beth

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