1 P R O L O G U E

Our mother was the beautiful women anyone has ever laid their eyes on. She has luscious blonde locks and a perfect mix of blue and green eyes. Her skin was silky smooth and the color of ivory.

Our father has hair has black as midnight, that he kept short and trimmed. His eyes were a light hazel some even said his eyes glowed a faint yellow when the light hit them. He had rough yet warm skin that drew anyone in, he had the best hugs. He had similar ivory skin except maybe in a lighter shade.

My sibling all got a bit of my parents whether that be in features or personality. I had three brothers, two were older then me and my sisters while one was younger. The two eldest had our fathers dark hair and our mothers beautiful eyes, but got our fathers personality.

Our father was a charmer, everyone who came across him instantly loved him while when people got on his bad side, he had an instant enemy.

Our mother was similar in that aspect but less extreme and more calm and timid. She was graceful in her approach but when it came to family and somebody threatening it she becomes the most fierce and dangerous women I have ever met.

While my brothers, Philip, Noah, and Liam got the mix of both, my sister Anna got the majority from my father personality wise. She has my mothers blonde locks but our grandfathers dark brown eyes on our dads side.

My other sister Eden had my mothers personality and her looks. With the brightest blue eyes that could make anyone smile or melt at just looking at them.

Then there's me, i got my mothers golden blonde hair and my grandmothers clear green eyes on my mothers side. I was the mix of both, I was very welcoming and kind at first but once I get a feel of you and your bad I will treat you the way you deserve to be treated and if you leave a good impression on me then we can be allies all we want.

My younger brother and mother died of consumption. When they died a little of my father and family died with them. We were all different without our mother even little Eden changed a bit that day.

Our father died of a fight breaking out in a local pub, he was shot straight in the head and died instantly. I'd like to think it was painless and he's now with mother and little Liam.

Finally our two oldest brother were conscripted into the army, to fight in France but none came back. All we got was a random stranger coming to our house in midday telling us our brothers died in the war.

Now it's just the three of us caring our family name, the rest of my fathers family were gone or somewhere far, far away. Our mothers family doesn't communicate with us, thinking this family was a curse for taking away their daughter.

It's just me and my sisters taking on the world together and trust me when I say, the world isn't ready for the Lovell sisters.