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King of Beasts by jamieelynne
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If you can see them, then you're already dead. If you can hear them, then you're not far from it. If you can smell them, like the forest they live in, then avoid danger at all conceivable costs. Because they're the monsters in the shadows of Harvey Hill's forests, and their king needs his queen.
Mated At First Sight (ON HOLD) by GirlWhoChasesRainbow
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Sequel: It would be to your benefit to read the first book before this. "Ashton?" My whisper seemed to travel all the way to them because Ashton and Josh both turn to look my way. I hear him shout my name and a couple seconds later I'm being pulled into a chest. "Evie." Ashton says almost breathlessly, as if he's in shock from seeing me. "Let go of me." I spit out, trying to keep the anger in front of the hurt. "I can't." He whispers. "Well you need to. I thought I made it clear last time, we are done." I say heatedly, anger and hurt crashing through me. Ashton closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, "I'm sorry," he whispers, "but I have to." Panic flirts through me, "Have to what?" Ashton leans down and puts his lips against my neck and starts kissing softly. Heat floods through me and chases away any panic, anger or hurt. I feel my body lean into his embrace and can't help but feel like I should never move from his arms. "I'm sorry." Ashton whispers against my neck. Before I can say anything, I feel his teeth against my neck.
♕ The Ugly Princess ♕ by GoldLipstick
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The short tale of self-love, inner-beauty, and finding happiness. I wrote this story when I was 9 years old and had forgotten about it. At 15 years of age I found it one day when I was cleaning my room. I read it and cried as it had really touched my heart. The theme of the story is self-love, and the shocking part was that at 9 years when I wrote it, I did not know what self-love felt like; I did not know what self-love was. I had been abused, rejected, criticized, judged. The worst part was that I took it all to heart. At 9 years of age I managed to write a story I did not even understand. I remember how one day the words to my story flooded my thoughts. I ran to get paper and wrote it down. I did not understand the meaning of what I had written. If only I had realized that I had written a story about self-discovery and loving oneself, a fairy tale that applied to real life. If only I had applied the lessons in the story to my own life.
Chocolate! (on hiatus) by poltergeist_people
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The bell to my grandfathers old shop rang and I looked up from my magazine, "Welcome to Sugar Suga- whoa what happened to your face?" A dark haired man in worn black jeans spat on my perfectly polished cotton candy floor. "shut up and let me use the back room." I shrugged, staring at the light purple tile he spat on, "Kay but was there really a need to spit on my floor? this is a candy shop you know. Cant have bloody spit in the chocolate." If looks could kill I would be melted into a rainbow puddle. He jumped behind the counter and stormed into the back room, "tell anyone here and I'll fucking kill you." I snorted, "what are you going to do gag me with your lolly pop?" He froze in the doorway for a moment before slamming the door behind him. What a fun guy. I looked up at the bell ringing again, "Hello! welcome to Sugar-Sugar my names Lola and I'll be happy to make any non sexual sweet dreams come true!" I love when there are no kids in the store and I can ad-lib the greeting A group of crude looking men stared at me for a long moment, "have you seen a beaten up pretty boy around here?" I pointed out the door, "pretty sure I saw him pass by, why?" They left without answering my question and I shrugged, going back to my magazine, "Yo! pretty boy back there buy some candy will you? its the least you can do after I kept you from getting shot in the face!" ~~ After Lola Fayes grandfather died he left her his beloved candy shop. Doing the rational thing she dropped out of high school to work full time at her favorite childhood place where she was practically raised. So when a mysterious man storms in one day and demands she lets him use the shop as a safe haven as her grandfather had her life is turned upside down in a strange way she never even dreamed she would have to deal with. ~~ A/N just so you know this book contains magic and sex....heh magic sex XD read at own risk!