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Miss Braxton: Home and Away Fanfic by TheSnowWolf
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Alexis, better known as Alex, is the new Braxton in town. If there's anything she's learnt from her harsh upbringing on the rough streets of Melbourne, it's that life is tough. Now, it's about to get tougher. Alex has arrived in Summer Bay in search of her brothers - the Braxtons. Although she's a born fighter and used to dealing with trouble on a regular basis, nothing has prepared the fiery 15-year-old for what she's about to face. It takes more than just quick fists and a loud mouth to become a Braxton. Life with her brothers is going to turn Alex's entire world upside-down. It is by no means going to be easy, especially when there's so many rules to abide by, including going back to school and avoiding contact at all costs with the mysterious, troublesome, but undeniably handsome River Boys that keep hanging around. Home and away fan-fiction about the youngest of the Braxtons and the only sister, Alexis (Alex).
Worthy •} jackson avery ; grey's anatomy by sammmn3
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Welcome to Melissa Gate's Life at Grey-Sloan Memorial Hospital. DISCLAIMER *I do not own Grey's Anatomy nor the characters mentioned from the TV show. I own my characters and the stories I build upon the real show*
Run {H.S} REWRITING by tpwk_hs
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"Run, Rosalie, run," his deep voice sung, almost like a sick nursery rhyme. His words swirled around me, each syllable like a needle stabbing into my skin. I knew he was trying to torment me, but all I wanted to do was get away from him. I kept running, the muscles in my legs burning furiously, but I dared stop in case I was caught. "Everything you're running from is still in your head." I scrunched my face up, trying my hardest to ignore his words as I sped away from him. But I knew he was right. Even if I out ran him, his presence was still in my mind, slowly turning me insane. I heard his bellowing laugh behind me as cold hands gripped my waist from behind, sharp fingernails piercing into my skin. "Running from your problems is a race you'll never win," he whispered, his hot breath burning my ear. "I'll always beat you." And he was right.