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Marching Towards Your Heart by Mario432
Mario432
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As the first year of high school comes to a close, Peridot is pondering about how horrible her freshman year was in her old school. As some people teased and picked on her, and when her best friend and cousin Steven told her about how much fun band is at his school. After her mother leaving her and my little brother Max with my Aunt and Uncle's, she decides to join Geminite High School's Marching Band. However, she soon realizes that there is much more to marching band then she first thought. When a mysterious color guard girl comes into play. NOTE: Peridot is a girl in this story
Frozen Heart (wattys 2017) by Arandomshipper
Arandomshipper
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*I don't own any of the plot or people mentioned in this book* Mark and Jack are having fun playing with Marks 'powers' but what happens when things get out of hand. A/N hey I got bored and started looking for au's and stuff then my mind went to frozen (I don't know why) but I couldn't find any so I made my own here you go
Joker x READER! | yøu're mine by Antogarcesl
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You now work on Arkham Asylum, but you're also a stripper. Unfortuneately the Joker ends up knowing your secret. Who knew that the craziest, murderer, physchopath would end up looking at you? Would you rather team up with the Joker and suffer or ignore his offer and end up dead? It's a serious deal, you wouldn't like that everyone knows you're a stripper and loose your first good job... ••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• I do not own the characters Batman, The Joker and Officer Gordon, property of DC comics all credits to them
Behind These Wings by nomz22
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Love is patient, love is kind but above all, love is hard. "I am here to see the Archangel." "Aren't we all?" Replied the guard after chuckling at the blatant naivety of the frail woman. "Name?" "I'm here to see the Archangel." She replied stubbornly still not looking up from her shoes that peeked out from the bottom of her cloak, revealing more of her toes through their large holes than the muddy, worn leather that formed the patchwork shoe itself. They were her last pair. Not that she had taken many substitutes with her when she had left. A hasty departure was never well planned.