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Chapter One
“You want me to climb that?” I could not believe what my brother, Bobby, wanted me to do for my dare.
“You have ..
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This is the end of Fallen, book one!!! Tell me what you think!! Remember this is not the final draft but a ruff draft!!
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Chapter Twenty-Nine
“You cannot hide for long Stars! This is my ground, my playing field!” Nicolai’s voice rose in pitch as h..
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Chapter Twenty-Eight
Cooper was still as amazingly beautiful as the first time I saw him, only this time he had no expression on his gorgeous f..
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Chapter Twenty-Seven
I stared at the now desolate Nicolai in shock. If Nicolai was telling the truth then there was another threat out there gre..
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Chapter Twenty-Six
“What are you doing?” I was shaking with fury.
“I thought we were having a moment.” He was almost l..
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Chapter Twenty-Five
“No, I’m fine.” I did not want to go anywhere with him, unless it was to see Cooper.
“You can&rsq..
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Chapter Twenty-Four
I awoke on something soft and springy, assuming it was a bed I rolled over. To my surprise I rolled off, the soft, springy t..
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Chapter Twenty-Three
Marcus opened his door and I rushed past him. Throwing myself down on his bed, I let myself cry freely, soaking his rust co..
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