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What if Aaron Warner's sunshine daughter fell for Kenji Kishimoto's grumpy son? - This fanfic takes place almost 20 years after Believe me. Aaron and Juliette had a Daughter named Emmaline Leila Warner. Kenji and Nazeera had a son named Kai Kishimoto. Started: 12, Nov, 2023 Highest Ranking: #1 booktok #1 shatterme #1 fantasyfiction #1 bookclub #2 romancefanfiction #2 warnette #2 kenjikishimoto

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

Mazie has fallen in love. Okay, maybe it's with the ghost of a boy from school she hates, but love conquers all, right? ***** Soon after sixteen-year-old Mazie moves to the town of Dorn, she becomes haunted by the ghost of a teenage boy. The ghost doesn't remember anything, so Mazie calls him Jack. Until then, she never knew that ghosts could tap dance, nor that it was possible to fall in love with one! But then Mazie meets Blake, a mean, popular boy at her new high school - and she realizes that Blake is Jack's living counterpart. This means Blake is in grave danger, and only Mazie can help him, but saving this unpleasant boy might kill her ghostly love forever... [[word count: 50,000-60,000 words]]

***this book contains suicidal thoughts and tendencies, may not be appropriate for younger audiences*** In which she looks for the purpose of life. Lily Carter's parents died in a car crash leaving her and Laura, girl was depressed long before her parents passed away and with all the problems turning up now, Lily felt more miserable - if that's even possible. With her journey to look for life's purpose and grab the small pinch of HOPE - which is ironically her second name -, will she finally snap at the pressure and finally end it all? or will a small light lit her darkened world of grief and loneliness? * "So you know. The little goth girl who gets bullied is indeed a mess. There's this mess in her head that eats her alive everyday isn't it? What to do now Kaden? Tell the whole neighborhood and recieve an award for taking out a crazy in this world?" I spit like vomit. His eyes warmed up as I finished, "Lily. It isn't like that" "What is it then? People stopped caring... they gave up, why aren't you?" I fought my tears. "Because I feel the need to care. Did Leigh hurt you? Did she hit you?" he finally noticed the unusual redness of my cheek. I don't like the way he told me he needed to care for me. I felt like an obligation, a responsibility that he is carrying and carrying leads to getting tired and when people gets tired, they give up. I don't want them to give up on me. But they will, so it's good not to make them care for me in the first place. "I never needed anyone. I stopped needing anyone before, why start now?" I uttered the words again. Why? There is nothing to fight for. No mama. No papa. No sister to love me. No one. So why would I waste my life and the time of others to fix what is already broken - and someone who doesn't want to be fixed? If I may add. Maybe I gave up. No, scratch that. I gave up a long time ago - when my parents died, my hope and purpose went away with them.

My sister had had this big fat crush over this guy for as long as I could remember,she is fucking obsessed for fucks sake, you would believe me if you just enter her room ,hell just by looking at the door from the outside you would know she is obsessed, In love and dumb as fuck more importantly. This guy is a ........singer I think? , maybe an actor? Heck I don't know I just buy her the latest merch and albums. Don't know much about this guy other than he has some weird colored eyes, I think a Strange mix of purple and gold something like that , I mean like what's wrong with normal brown eyes or blue ,why do you have to complicate shit . Anyways enough of me ranting about this guy, but the problem is I can't, cause that same guy had cought me in a daze. Hi my name is Zack, Zack Williams and.........well my life is actually pretty crazy. . . . . . . . . . . . . . This story is still being edited so if you wish to read it now just keep in mind it's still being edited. Also a quick heads up , this story is not what you think , like at all , it's just not , so if you intend on reading this then buckle up cause this is a tad bit of a roller coaster. (Unedited)

"Who are you? "She asked. "A secret "He replied. His face hidden in the dark. "Which secret tell me ". She asked "I'm afraid". He said "Afraid of what". She yelled in frustration "Afraid that if I told you what I am. I won't be able to let you go". He replied "Let me go " She said in disbelief . "For that Mr.secret you have to have me in the first place" She scoffed "That's right my Love if I told you who I am. I am going to take you to myself and never let you go ever even if you beg me to". He replied with a smirk. ________________________.______________________ Ira Singh ranawat, a 16 year old living a simple life in new York with her mother. One night she discovers that the women she has been living with isn't her real mother but a lady who helped her when she was abandoned by her family. What happened after that did she find out about her family ? Or not? Read to find out. ______________________.________________________ Tropes: Biker×bookish girl Stalker Lost family Strong female lead Manuplilative main lead Grovelling Thriller Grumpy ×sunshine ______________________.________________________ All rights reserved.

*POETRY BOOK* MONSTER IN ME. All the evil I see was Hidden in me. ******** *PLOT* Monster in me is not a person buried in you. But it's ourself. It's us. It's me. It's you. We see something. We feel something. And I just write that feelings in pen the emotions we share. *TO READERS* Your age doesn't matters. How privilege you are at the things doesn't matters. Because we don't have a fix age to get hurt or privileges can't protect us from breaking. Every broken and hurt person will at least relate to one of this poems. Because the cause can be different ; Pain are all alike. ******** PLEASE PLEASE LEAVE COMMENTS AND VOTES. I REALLY WILL BE VERY THANKFUL.

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