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Becker by MrBecker4Life
MrBecker4Life
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No dog is as fierce as Becker. No dog is as brave as Becker. No dog is as strong as Becker. And no dog is the exact opposite from that, except Becker. Becker is an exceptionally good writer, but other than that, he is the wimpiest dog in all of New Yorkie. When Becker gets informed by his guardian, Deelia that he is in grave danger, his whole world is turned upside down. What's even worse for Becker is that he has to follow the one who is putting him in danger! The only thing to comfort him on his long (and maybe last) journey is his self-published book and a family photo. In Russia Becker and Deelia find out that a little dog has been following them. When the little dog tells Becker and Deelia her secret, Becker's life gets even more crazy! Becker has survived many disasters, but can he survive multiple encounters with his worst enemy, and be back in time for his trip to Hawaii with his best friend? Will Becker be able to save New Yorkie? Told from the point of view of the humorous, creative Mr. Becker, Becker tells about all of his adventures during this crazy part of his life.
freedom in heaven by rayray1459
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amber willow and thomas have it hard and they will do anything to stay together
Short Stories by BigDreams91
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Collection of short stories. Some are for contests or story prompts.
Normal? What is that? by Sloth_Lover_77
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Have you ever wanted to be a princess? We'll, it turns out I am. I never really did want to be a princess even when I was young. I've always been the type to play with boys, not saying I'm gay, and doing hands-on stuff, like musical instruments and pottery. I never thought is was weird not even in high school, and neither did my friends, though now I wish they had. Well I have to write my actual story now so bye for now. (it's for my journalism class)