Author's note: I love re-writting the supernatural world.
I sighed at my reflection in my antique mirror. My hair was a midnight purple color, it wasn’t dyed but that’s my cover story. It was so dark it was practically black but you see the purple when the light hits it just right. It was slightly wavy and brushed my hips as I walked; it formed a half circle around me. It stood out against my white as snow skin.
I had a heart shape face, wide big doe eyes, which instead of brown were blue violate color. They were framed by long thick lashes, which brushed my high cheek bones. My skin was unnaturally smooth and flawless. I had a small nose and pale pink lips. The only problem with my skin was my Mark.
It was elegant and bold secret Angel Script, and it was my name. The symbols and beautiful lines and curves went from my temple to my cheek bone. My name is Ultraviolet Storm and I am a Pure Blood Angel.