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She is - bellarke fanfic by mybellarkeAus
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"It's you - he said still hugging her - I always knew that - he puts his hands on her face, looks right into her deep blue eyes full of tears, and smiles knowing she was the one" Resume: After Praimfaya, spacekru is now in space while Clarke is all alone in the last living valley on earth. Or at least that was what Bellamy thought. She could be dead, but he still had the hope that one day he could see her again. A spin-off of the series show: "the 100" -starting after the end of season 4. My instagram is @beatriz.lopes26 <3 I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE "THE100" CHARACTERS! Credits to owner to the back photo in my cover Best rankings: 🥇 1 in "Clarke" 🥇 1 in "bellarke fanfic" 🥇 1 in "linctavia" 🥇 1 in "the100fanfic" 🥈 2 in "clarkegriffin" 🥇 1 in "Bellarke" Don't copy my story, all copy rights are mine💛
Us (Bellarke Fanfic) by livvstories
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In this alternate reality, Clarke and her best friend Raven are starting school at Ark High. Little do they know, their lives are about to get pretty interesting... and all it takes is one conversation with Octavia Blake to set the whole thing in motion.
𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐉𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐈𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐂𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐄𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 :: 𝐁𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐞 by meliesecho
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This is for the fight for love, not just love itself. And for all of those lovesick sweethearts who watched the 100 clawing at the screen for Bellarke. "For over a decade, our planet has been forced to live with an unsuspected enemy. An enemy forged by those who dreamt of the day the world would come to an end. Infections spread like madness, creating a hostile conversion of life itself, and mankind was purged on the battlefield against a new creation. One that left Earth inhabited by a disease so taunt and deadly that, even ten years later, people were still forced to pick up the pieces of a damaged society. A broken, hollow shell of what once was. The shell of human life."