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"Brute" __ /Broot/ (n) A savagely violent person or animal. "We, unlike dumb brutes, can reflect upon our impulses" . . . Centuries ago there was a man born into two underworlds that wanted nothing to do with him because of the fear that lit inside them, outcasted he was forced to settle for the third. The unwanted creature's heart became hollow overtime and surfaced the world with anger imbeded inside wreaking havoc wherever he saw fit. The creature's treacherous acts were so vile they began to identify him as the "Brute" because of his animal characteristics and it wasn't based on genetics. Truth be told he liked the name, It was the perfect word to define him and he would agree if told. After many years had passed the Brute went in hiding, he was considered to be a horrific tale that traveled around many towns and villages for generations that frightened all who heard and was still being told to this day. The Brute now resides in a small town called Salem of where his story tale continues.

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Jacob Anderson didn't have quite the knack for love, or anything remotely romantic for that matter. It wasn't that he was ugly, no, he was fairly average-looking. Brown hair, brown eyes, pale skin. He didn't have girls falling for him left to right nor did he sleep with every girl in sight. He was just Jacob. Jacob Anderson, the boy who fell in love. Mabel Clark had no idea how things happened how they did, but they happened. One day, she just found herself living in Québec, attending a large school and sitting beside the most persistent person she'd met in her life. Somehow, a friendship sprouted between the two teenagers. Eventually, their feelings connected - and their lips, too. It all felt too good to be true. But he soon realized that love never lasted as long as you'd like it to. © Fondre ™ 2018

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There really wasn't any stopping it. It wasn't my fault that my skin was as dark as the night, or my nose was broader than any other's, my hair was always rough looking and broke easily. There was nothing I could do, because to them I will and always will be, the black girl. HR: #3 Short Story Graphic by caesium-

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Amber Garrett, the newest BLINK agent, is forced to prove herself when her first mission involves an alien threat that could destroy all of humanity. ***** Amber Garrett can blink teleporting herself to anywhere she wants to go which means she's a natural recruit for the galaxy-spanning BLINK organisation. Fresh out of training she's sent to a colony on the edge of space where contact has been lost. The colony's silence however isn't due to an equipment malfunction and Amber quickly discovers she's the last hope the BLINK organisation has to stop a threat to the entire galaxy. It may be her first mission but she'll have to use every ounce of her talent not just to stay alive but to prevent the destruction of all of humanity. [NB. THIS IS A WATTPAD ORIGINALS STORY] [[word count: 70 000-80 000 words]]

Samuel Brandt woke up with his thoughts written all over his body. His brother woke up with his head missing. His sister woke up to find that her skin would crack open unless she stayed in water. All of the other children in the secluded Iowa town of Oak Knoll woke up having undergone strange transformations. Now, they are all forced to live at 407 West Marshall Street, the mysterious house outside of town. With the new name of The Boy with Words for Skin, Samuel wants nothing more than to hide from his new life. He painfully and unpredictably sheds his skin, there is a Voice in the entryway closet that is often cruel, and-perhaps worst of all for a naturally shy boy-the other children look to him as a leader. As his seven-year-old brother struggles with their new life, as terrifying growls start to come from the pitch black basement, and as his feelings for a girl begin to grow, The Boy with Words for Skin realizes that he wants to change. He wants to put others first, learn from his peers, and let himself hope that things will get better. The Boy with Words for Skin is the first book in the 407 West Marshall Street series. Each book will advance the story but be told from a different character. Book 2 will be The Girl without Eyes.

"I am so sorry I'm late." My red woolly hair flopped onto my face and I huff, throwing my bag on the chair to put it up. I haven't noticed the prisoner yet as I pull down my black pencil skirt that stuck to my hips a little too tight due to the shrinkage in the washing machine. "This. . . is my therapist?" A deep mocking voice came and I cleared my throat, finally meeting the seemingly Black eyes of Prisoner 409. My breath catches in my throat as a slow smirk grazes his face. The handcuffs remained stuck to his hand as he slowly rubbed his bare chin. "Behave 4-0-9" The prison guard slapped the table before leaving and I was still frozen. "Why wouldn't I? Chocolate just happens to be my favorite flavor."