Natalie Grayson has lived all seventeen years of her life in black and white. She is sick of it- she wants to know what 'color' is, what it means, how it looks, how it feels. That's why she's ecstatic to finally have turned seventeen: she's officially old enough for faith to begin its inevitable journey to find Natalie her other half. The half that, with one simple touch, will explode both of their worlds in color, the thing that she's been waiting for her whole life.
She just wants to see what everyone has been calling 'the gift of love'.
Jericho Beck has lived his all seventeen years of his life in denial. He doesn't believe in soulmates, doesn't believe in color and doesn't believe in love. He has chosen the path of a rebel, getting into relationships with girls who aren't his soulmate, living in a dark area of the city, ignoring everything and everyone who tells him that one day he'll understand.
He doesn't, and he never will.
So when Natalie bumps into Jericho- a rebel- and their worlds burst into bright pigments, Natalie does what any normal person would- she stares. Jericho, however?
Well, Jericho runs.
I'M AM SO. EFFING. PUMPED FOR THIS.
I already have like half the prologue written omfg i love this. If you liked this summary please be sure to cOMMENT AND VOTE! It'd mean a lot to me :)
Also, can we jUST LOOK AT THAT AMAZING COVER OH MY LORD THANK YOU @EmSlough
BEFORE YOU COMMENT THAT YOU'VE SEEN THIS IDEA BEFORE: I'm pretty sure I found the initial idea of colors and soulmates somewhere on the internet, either instagram or tumblr, so you might find a lot of stories on wattpad like this. however i shaped the story and characters on my own- the ideas of rebels, having to be 17, a lot of other stuff that i can't say because it'll give something away :') but anyway, so yeah, i got inspired off an idea and created a world out of it! i hope you enjoy my take on the idea :)
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Live in Color
Romance"I'm distracted from the boy I've bumped into when the world around me begins to change. The grey and white I've seen ever since I was born into this world slowly begin to bleed away, like rain drops sliding down a car window, being replaced with br...
