Hi everyone! I really hope you all love this story as much as I do. I began this story with Roxy months ago and it was a story close to our hearts so I hope I have made her proud with what I have written so far. Most of the story is pre-written so expect frequent updates.

Thank you Sunflower Fran and NanStew for being great beta's I really appreciate you two doing this for me. This story was also pre-read by Pixie Masen, and Denise Leora Madre. Thank you all for willingly helping me with this. You all gave me confidence to continue.

Summary: From the time we were kids our teachers prompted us to participate in 'Show and Tell.' We grew up and developed our own little method of expression. Guessing what we're going to do next is futile because we have an obligation to shock and awe... but it went too far. Some can live with it, and some can't. The ones that can't, are left behind. The ones that can live in Euphoria!

Prologue

There once lived a prince, who was soon to be the King of Light, replacing his ill father at the throne. He was known to all as the King of Light because wherever his feet took him, light followed. He could bring light to any dark corner, and he could bring life to any form.

One day he met a woman whose beauty captivated him and awakened a part of him he hadn't known lay dormant. Soon after meeting her, he knew as surely as the sun is in the sky, that he loved her unequivocally.

After asking for her hand in marriage, he followed the woman into her forest of Euphoria and thought he could lead them back to the light, but he could not.

He could not bring light to the forest because the woman was darkness itself. He soon realized that she was no ordinary woman. However, he still was enraptured by her beauty. Even when she showed that her true colors were that of a witch, he still loved her unconditionally.

He tried to make her see that she was beautiful, but he could not make her believe that she was meant to be a Princess. Deep down, she never wanted to leave the darkness, because it made her feel free. The darker her environment, the safer she felt. She was peaceful in her surroundings. There was nothing worth changing, nothing worth leaving for... not even the Prince.

She explained that to some, the darkness may seem like a place of bondage, but it wasn't the case with her. Darkness allowed her to live without shame, without fear of anything but the need to fall. She said that she never would fall in love, but her selfish need to have him around kept them both in darkness. The Prince had to make a decision to either leave the woman and return as King or stay with his love deep in the forest of Euphoria.

Bella POV

Life is not a fairytale.

I wish I could tell you that my mom read me bedtime stories until I fell asleep. Stories full of light that teach a girl early on that anything is possible. Those very same stories like Cinderella even with her evil stepmother, she found light, hope, and love. Unlike Cinderella, there was never a mom in my life. Only a woman full of bad choices, setting a tragically bad example for her impressionable little girl.

I wish I could tell you that I once felt love from her, from my father, from anyone. It was something I searched for endlessly. After his death, I searched for a father figure in the men my mother brought home to take care of us. And when I was old enough, they found love in me.

I wish I could tell you that it was fatherly love or the kind that made a little girl feel she was protected. That kind of love was never for me, and it soon became apparent that I was only good for soft strokes of my hair after they were done using my body. I was given affection, not love, and I confused the two.

I wish I could tell you that my mother stopped them.

I wish I could tell you that she smoothed my hair back and held me as I cried myself to sleep each night.

I wish I could tell you she loved me, and I wish someone had.

Maybe then it wouldn't have been so hard to let Edward Cullen love me, and possibly, in the end, I could have learned to love myself. What is love really? I never knew until I met Edward. He showed me that love is wanting more for someone than they want for themselves. Maybe that's why I tried to stay away from him.

I knew that he deserved more, and I wanted that for him no matter how desperately in love I was with him. In the end, I found a way to hurt him in the worse way; to the point where all that was left for me in his heart was pure hatred. I promise you, though, it took a lot of love for him to hate me the way that he did.

Thank you all for reading and I hope you enjoyed the Prologue enough to continue. Thank you! :)