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sparks by maywashere_
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༄ how long can a spark last, before it burns out? its the year 1984- and g has just started boarding school in america. he makes friends easily enough, but there's one boy who he just can't seem to get along with. once the two of them manage to overcome their differences, their friendship progresses into something george never knew he wanted, something he never thought he would find. something his father would never approve of. as the school year drags on and they're left to try and tackle all of the problems thrown at them, their bond then ends up becoming stronger than ever. but at what cost? ༄
rooftops  by maywashere_
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༄ Dream is the lead guitarist in a band, George is just a boy who happens to be the one Dream falls for. Little does George know this isn't the first time he's ever encountered the man he will slowly come to love. - tws/cws at the start of each chapter !! :) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED please ask for permission before attempting to repost/ use/ make new works/ with any content from this book. please contact me to discuss further through tiktok - @amymayfarrell_ instagram - @amymayfarrell
Snow by jule009
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After an apocalyptic event that thrusts the world into a new ice age, Calestia - a 17-year-old girl with a strong will - must learn to survive on a land infested with gangs, guns, and distrust. ***** Nobody knows what day it is anymore. Nobody knows the month, the day of the week...and the only way to tell time is by the slight change in the color of the sky from grey to black every twenty-four hours. If a day even is twenty-four hours anymore. The planet is dead. The people are dead. Snow falls down upon piles of bodies like the ash of a volcanic eruption. Except, the snow doesn't stop. It never does. It continues to fall and fall until you wonder if it is even possible for another flake to come down and land silently in your hair. But it does. They do. There are few survivors of what the remaining have started to call the end of the world. The Apocalypse. Few who are still brave or scared of death enough to face the torture that is living. I am one of those survivors. Book One of the Snow Series Highest ranking: #3 in Sci-Fi Watty's Shortlisted
Storm by jule009
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-Sequel to Snow- The world isn't what it used to be. Supermarkets, malls, and grocery stores are abandoned and mutilated by the few survivors. Houses are destroyed under feet of snow. Almost everyone is dead. There seems to be no escape from the destruction caused by the storm. The only place people thought was left was the seemingly perfect Equator, down at the bottom of the United States. But those few survivors have banded together to face whatever else the world still has to offer. Even though the world is ruined, they haven't given up. And even though I thought it was impossible to withstand this storm... I know, now, that I was wrong. - Sequel to Watty's Shortlisted novel Snow-
Dear Dream, by nessquickyo
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"I promise you. I promise I'll come back." He promises, George thinks wistfully. He promises such a thing- to offer George with his word on something, to uphold it. It's as if he's saying that he'll give the world to him, just for him. But somewhere is the lingering thought in George's mind is that he won't come back. That the cruel war that had riddled their land will take him too, and he will be left wonted and worry worn. George shivers at the thought. "You promise?" That you'll come home to me? And as if he heard those unspoken words. Dream beams at him. "I promise. You won't even notice that I was gone, my love." George releases a wet and broken laugh at the cheesy pet name. Dream does too before pulling him back into his embrace. They stay there for a bit. The war can wait. "I promise I'll be waiting." (or, the war au with letters and oscar wilde quotes.) ORIGINAL STORY ON AO3 (@Qekyo)