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Alone in my roomLeaning backEnjoying the breeze through the windowHands on the keyboardThe keys clackingEyes closedA smile gracing my lips
I know e..
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"If you say one more word," Isla threatened, taking her bonnet off her head and flinging it aside onto the sofa viciously, "I will do something so hor..
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Elinore felt like a princess. Francesca and Isla had both volunteered to be her lady’s maids, although Elinore was horrified at the idea of Isl..
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“I can’t follow you!” Mia shouted at him.
“You have to trust me,” He said, his dark eyes downcast as he worked at the..
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Clementina wasn’t meant to be chosen. But when the Council of Fates decide that she was the prophesied champion of the gods, she is sent on an i..
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“Who’s there?” It is a sonorous voice, echoing in the night, so powerful that it stops me dead in my tracks. For a few seconds we s..
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Where was I?
Why had I come here?
Who was I?
Shadows flickered upon the crystalline walls of the cave, droplets of water sliding off the ..
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I hurled the spear into the clear, cloudless sky, aiming at the growing black spot that was quickly coming towards us, squinting at it as it flew. ..
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Rated Teen for Language and Violence.
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I am no beauty, that is for sure. Many words they use to describe me. Lively. Wild. Adventurous. But never beautiful. No, not with my ink-black hair..
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