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"I'm Different?"A Book by Haley HiselThis is a story about a girl who gets kidnapped for her own good and while she is kidnapped her powers awaken. |
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Bouquet of DaggersA Story by AbigailA girl named Eris lives in a world ruled by fear and guilt during the Becan War. He brother Aaron has a mysterious past. She joins the Lipethian arm.. |
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Daggers and IceA Book by R. Connery ScrivenA thief learns to trust while training a boy her own age: a cowrite posted online for the first time |
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The Good PeopleA Book by Carmen-Rose McGillA young albino girl learns that she is the High Princess of the Seelie Court. A new fairy court is here, and they aren't exactly diplomatic... |
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My Heart <3A Poem by Alexis suzzanneMy hear amoung other things is protected with barbed wire. It bleeds for my love, it takes my breath away. My heart amoung other things is protecte.. |
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Left to growA Poem by JazmenWritten when I was 17 |
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PrologueA Chapter by Joey FoxThe re-written introduction to my first book. Cory explains the events of one particular night three years from now, when two strange men break into h.. |
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The Psychics -Chp.3- And The Guy Who Doesn't Give ..A Story by orangestonePart three installment to the story, The Psychics. New character in this chapter. |
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BlackstoneA Story by Swainy987A lonesome adventurer stumbles upon a young ruby-eyed woman in a nearby forest. She seems reasonably ordinary but little did he know, she would change.. |
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LilianA Story by EmilyThe amulet hung low between her breasts, shadows cast across it turning the usual brilliant blue glow to an eerie non-color darkness, pulsing with h.. |
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The Mark Up (Prologue - Chapter 4)A Story by ShannonMMetcalfBlood rituals, screams from the victims, bathe in the blood of the innocence. Heads mounted all along the walls, against a harsh white stone. A tub la.. |
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Negative Exposure (Contradicting Worlds)A Poem by Richard MuellerI'm getting decent at this prose poetry thing |
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NonethelessA Poem by JasonDay1975When the enemy charges the gate, and inside the keep, the daggers of the court secretly slide from their scabbards. I do not shift my gaze, I do not t.. |
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