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Running Away por downpours
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❝You know, sometimes starting over isn't just an option. Sometimes it's your only option.❞ Taylor's been the O'Donnells' best-kept secret for the entire seventeen years of her existence. And she's fed up with it. So when the opportunity presents itself for her to run away, she seizes it without a second thought-and drives the seven hours it takes to get to her cousin Devon's apartment in California. But there's one incredibly unanticipated problem in Taylor's grand plan: Derek Quinn. But you can't keep running away from your past. It's bound to catch up to you eventually. [ this book is currently being edited chapter by chapter ] [ adorable cover made by @ketterdams ]
Nursery Rhymes for the Mentally Ill por mcsekigrf
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Ash, Dani, Alice. Like the three musketeers. They went to a new dimension, saw all the rhymes get twisted about, solved some murders, met a twin, and one of them even kissed Humpty Dumpty. What will happen to these three girls as they travel farther into the maze of a secret Nursery Rhyme land? Find out in Nursery Rhymes For The Mentally Ill!
How to Hack a Heart por Arrose
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*In major construction. Do not read unless you do not want to read the ending for a very long time until I get things figured out. Thanks!* I was just a hacker. Your average, seventeen-year-old, very sarcastic hacker. Well, average if you thought average meant living with your fried chicken obsessed uncle after your ex-secret agent parents mysteriously disappeared off the face of the Earth. Until that day. A simple business card from an odd boy claiming he needed a hacker for something of the utmost importance. Now? I’m working with the son of the director of the FBI to figure out who wants his father—and possibly us—dead. Not to mention not getting caught and totally not falling for him all while still trying to figure out where my parents are. As I said, nothing good could come of this.