Fantasy (Fae)
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The Guardian Angel por TheButterflyOnFire
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This is the sequel to A Arranged Marriage to my Twin Brother. We Follow The truths and Lies of Miranda and Jane's pain of losing who she loves. We will learn more of Miranda and about why she did what she did. "Save me," I whispered to her as everything began to blur, I knew my blue crying eyes were dulling. "Save me from what i have become," Then i uttered the one word i never thought i need at REALLY say. "Please." The everything went black.
A arranged marriage to my twin brother... por TheButterflyOnFire
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Jane and Jamie are twins. Their mother is a human and their father is a vampire. Instead over spliting the blood 50-50 all the vampire blood chose Jamie and all the human blood chose Jane. Twins, Best friends, two halves of a whole, and now possibly lovers. Their parents chose them to be since the day they were born and now they have two months before the wedding.Jane and Jamie attempt to adjust to it. Jane doesn't know her feelings. Jamie loves her. Everything goes into place except one little detail. What happened to the bride? kidnapped by rouges, and now she has to fight her way out without her other half by her side. If she doesn't escape before the wedding everything will go wrong.
Mystical (Mystical #1) (Revising) por ArielleWeekly
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Gentle ripples passed over her, a watery caress that contrasted with her growing unease. Blinking slowly, Eliza tried to make sense of her situation. She found herself submerged, an unexpected aquatic world unfolding around her. Panic crept in as her ankles remained bound, immobilized as if by an unseen force. An attempt to move her arms yielded no results - they were ensnared in an unyielding grip. Seaweed, sinuous and trailing, wrapped itself around her legs with an almost possessive hold. Every movement was thwarted by the constricting tendrils, her struggles mirrored by the rippling sea plants. An urgency to breathe set in, her chest tightening in a desperate plea for air. But the very element that should sustain her had become a stifling barrier. A strand of slimy seaweed clung to her lips, smothering her mouth and nose. It seemed as if the water itself had turned against her, a sinister transformation that threatened to consume her.