Eunice

living between reality and whatever book I'm currently obsessed with

[eunice-12]

Hi! Just wanted to reach out as you said you'd be open to beta reading

Tysm for that btw! Just wanted to check what kinda price you'd charge?

Back when I wrote fanfics it was friends beta reading so I've never had to seek one out so trying to be a good girl and be above board lol

Hey, let's chat!

[eunice-12]

Can you vote?

Who is your favorite character in DbD x Neon Obsession?

I've voted

[motleythings]

DO YOU NEED AN EDITOR FOR YOUR WRITING?

Well no need to worry because @eunice-12 is perfect for that! They've actually provided me feedback plus reflection on a prologue I wrote which was both supportive, honest, and insightful. Serving as a huge boost to my writing alongside what to keep an eye out for. So I kindly ask that you go check 'em out on fiverr and support them!

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[eunice-12]

i sent you a direct message on here, are you able to see it?

Yes, I have responded also

[eunice-12]

Finally finished reading this fic, yay

[eunice-12]

Authors think beta readers are calmly taking notes meanwhile I’m over here reacting like this every chapter:”

“OH???”

“AIN’T NO WAY.”

“Girl stand UP.”

“WAIT THEY WERE IN LOVE THE WHOLE TIME??”

[eunice-12]

500 likes!

Woo hoo 🎉👏🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

[eunice-12]

It's a cool morning and the sunrise is beautiful.

[eunice-12]

Thank you @fraseouoficial and everyone who got me to 5 reblogs!

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Me screaming over a scene I just read/wrote while everyone around me looks concerned 😂 Writers need people who understand the excitement.

[eunice-12]

One minute you’re focused on your manuscript, the next minute another story idea steals your attention 😭 Honestly, this is why feedback and accountability help so much.

[eunice-12]

Happy new month all. Wishing us well in all our endeavours

[eunice-12]

Discipline is the bridge between goals and achievement.

[eunice-12]

Challenges are not stop signs; they are lessons.

[eunice-12]

It's a cool morning and the sunrise is beautiful.

[iyahm]

Hello everyone! Recently I released "Rumitopia" on Wattpad (which you should take a look at some point >:) by me, @Iyah-M) and at first I was really worried. Luckily, @eunice-12 , a wonderful author and editor, reached out to beta read my chapters and I'm so grateful! The feedback they gave was incredibly helpful. They didn't just talk about the plot but also how I structured it grammatically. :D

I'm very grateful for them, thank you! Thank you eunice for beta reading and catching the little loopholes I forgot about! You guys should check their profile when you have the chance!

And if you are a writer/author, just know a high-quality editor is right there for you :)

[cryptic19whumpy-puppy]

Part 1 is complete! I hope you like it. It's a little sort, mind. I'm just so happy to be sharing my whump writing for the first time. None of it could have happened without the help of my amazing beta reader @eunice-12 !!!

Part 1

I step into the Great Hall, my calloused hands hidden in the deep pockets of my dress. The room is decorated with golden banners and rare flowers, the kind one can only find in Faerieland. Three large wooden tables stand in the back, forming a half circle. In the middle, I can see Lords and Ladies of the Gentry swaying to the cheerful melodies of the fae and human instruments both. They all look as magical as they probably are, with detailed, velvet suits and huge expensive dresses made from the finest silks. I look back down to my own dress, an elegant dark blue gown with gold lining worthy of the night sky. I can hardly believe I'm wearing something so beautiful. It's nothing like the tattered, brown dresses and aprons I' m used to wearing, the same as all the other slave girls. But I am no longer a slave, I am now celebrated as a worthy member of the Imperial council. Now that the Folk can choose their own leaders, instead of all the power concentrated on the High King alone, the Imperial Council has been formed. Lord Roiben and Lady Aurelia from the Seliee court, Lilith and Lord Alef from the Unseelie court , as well as Generals Xandria and Phonos from the Comonfolk , and...me, a human.

Grateful as I am, I still don’t understand why I was chosen. I’ve been a slave, spy then a medic, but none of them prepared me for this. Stolen from my human family as an infant and raised in the High King’s palace, I spent my childhood scrubbing floors and carrying trays. Later, I served in far harsher ways under Prince Ferian, the youngest of the royal children. Despite being young, he was the former king's favourite and the one who would inherit the throne, which gave him the freedom and power to hurt me uncontrolled. Even now, memories of those years surface uninvited, sharp as broken glass.

"Lobelia!" It's Lord Alef, in his extravagant green suit with silver sequences that contrast with his orange hair. He is an interesting person, and although we always disagree during council meetings, he is really friendly and fun to be around, if just a little blunt. "How are you, my dear? Are you enjoying the ball? It can't compare to the parties we have at the Unseelie court, of course, but even I have to admit Lady Aurelia knows how to throw a celebration! "

Before I can respond, he continues, " But, that's not what I wanted to talk to you about! I've gotten you a gift you'll surely enjoy!"

He giggles, clear as a river, and guides me to a side room. When I open the door, a dark green one with bronze adornments, I can't believe my eyes. A name hits my mind like a blow. For a heartbeat, I’m twelve again, scrubbing blood from marble floors while he laughs behind me.

It's Ferian. But not the Ferian I remember. Instead of glossy, blonde curls that softly frame his face, I see dirty, slimy stands. Instead of layers of beautiful makeup, golden powders and red lipstick, his face is littered with scars, cuts and bruises in various stages of healing. Instead of red silks, capes and extravagant shirts, with golden jewellery and rubies, he is wearing a simple black tunic, that leaves his battered chest exposed, and a tight iron colar. He is kneeling on the hard wooden floor, red eyes fixed on my boots, in a display of submission that I can't fathom seeing in someone so arrogant. As much as I hate him, I feel a pang of pity in my heart. Ferian looks broken.

Lord Alef notices me staring and, with a giggle, asks if I recognize the prisoner. Of course I do. No matter how many years have passed I could have never forgotten the face that had hurt me, humiliated me and killed my best friend. I smile and try to suppress the tears falling under my eyelids. I can't appear weak. Lord Alef smiles back, "Well, I'll let you to it! He's yours to keep obviously. I know you have some... personal history with him! Please, if you're ever thinking of punishing him publicly, send me a messenger!"

[eunice-12]

25 posts!

Yay

[eunice-12]

Thank you to everyone who got me to 50 likes!