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My Past is the Future by ToDoOrNotToDo
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Linidy was always mistreated as a child. Her father had said plenty of bad things, if she had a dollar for every bad thing he said she'd be a millionare. Her mother was much worse, she would get hit many times in one day, she has scars and bruises on her body to prove it too. The thing is, she forgot all about this "little" incident. She is now an orphan, her parents are dead. Her past is now gone forever...... or is it? -Disclaimer- ( All credits belong to Hailey/ Darken. I'm only making the book, she thought of it and in know way does it belong to me. The cover also belongs to her.)
Silent Heroes: Wildcat by unbrokenworld
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"What the hell?" I took a step closer to the mirror, staring at my reflection in disbelief. The person looking back was still me, but at the same time it wasn't. I had the same thick, dark, curly hair. The same hazel eyes. The same olive skin with a light dusting of freckles (ugh) scattered across the bridge of my nose. But my curls were now streaked with highlights. And not the subtle, golden-brown ones that sometimes appeared during the summer. No, these were an aggressive, dazzling blond that went from the roots of my hair all the way to the tips. It looked like I had spent a full day getting my hair done in some upscale salon. Never mind that I had never set foot in such a place since the day I was born. My eyes appeared somehow wider and more luminous. The colour brighter, my eyelashes darker up against them. And, when I looked closely, my pupils seemed to be slitted almost like a cat. I looked down at my body. My skinny arms-which had always refused to gain any definition no matter how hard I exercised-were lined with flat, wiry muscles. My bony shoulders were now curved and smooth. My scrawny legs were toned like a dancer. I reached down and lifted my shirt, revealing two subtle lines running vertically down my perfectly flat stomach, hinting at the rock-hard abs underneath. My whole body was rippling with strength. Like liquid steel.
A Kitsune's Tale by James_Nightmare
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The story of a Kitsune girl who sees her father brutally murdered by the Elven army and Sets out for revenge. Little does she know what she's getting herself into or what effect it will have on the fate of Sarna. (in progress) Copyright © 2015 by James Nightmare All rights reserved No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical mean without permission in writing from the author. It is exclusive to WattPad, if seen seem elsewhere please notify me.
Radiance by colorrosette
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"Before you fell from grace, you were Odette. You are the reincarnation of the Goddess of Cygnus. You were loved dearly by all of the gods and goddesses of Andromeda, known for your overflowing cup of kindness and patience and your beauty. Your beauty easily matched your soul. But above all, you and I were lovers, Celeste." -- Celeste Lovett had her whole life ahead of her. Being a fresh graduate from UCLA, she was ready to tackle the business world with a storm and make it to the top of the social ladder. Her life turns upside down from the moment she meets Roy, God of Orion. He tells her of the gods and goddesses of stars who rule and govern the mortal world from Andromeda, the heavenly kingdom of the deities. Celeste's entire plan is put on hold when Roy tells her she is the reincarnation of Odette, Goddess of Cygnus who fell from grace, and was given a second chance and that they were lovers back in Andromeda. Celeste doesn't know what to believe but finds herself looking at the starry sky with wonder and awe. A story about falling in love all over again
The Ghost Files by AprylBaker7
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Cherry blossom lipstick: check Smokey eyes: check Skinny jeans: check Dead kid in the mirror: check For sixteen year old Mattie Hathaway, this is her normal everyday routine. She's been able to see ghosts since her mother tried to murder her when she was five years old. No way does she want anyone to know she can talk to spooks. Being a foster kid is hard enough without being labeled a freak too. Normally, she just ignores the ghosts and they go away. There's a little glitch this time. The ghost she sees is her foster sister, Sally. Everyone thinks she's just another runaway. Mattie knows the truth, though-she's dead, murdered. Foster kids look out for each other and Mattie feels like she has to help Sally, but she can't do it alone. Against her better judgment, she teams up with a young police officer and together they set out to discover the truth of Sally's disappearance. Now the killer has set his sights on her. It becomes a race to see if she can find the truth before the serial killer finds her.
Miki Himitsu: Alphabet Murders by EnderGamer34
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Miki Himitsu is a brilliant ninth grade detective. She does school suicides and murders. But when a certain suicide takes place, two murderers are brought to light.
MeSsY lOvE by khadi_lovesreading
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Nathlie Lyngarten.The pretty brunette has everything a normal seventeen year old could ask for.Caring parents,great best friends and a pretty face. Enter Ron Andrews aka the popular and gorgeous jock.This bloke makes Nathlie's life 'pictúrè përfe¢t'.Too good to be true,Ron has his own set of flaws but none too huge. Her joyful life takes drastic changes.Slowly and steadily.Kidnapping,rape,MMS's,sex-tapes,cancer and DEATH become a part of Nathlie's Once-perfect life and turn it into a horrible mess. To find out how these changes occour,read MesSy lOve.
Serial by BLGielen
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Emmy's life is going just as she'd planned: She's living in her own apartment, dancing every day and is just leaps away from being named her company's next Prima ballerina. And she's only 17. But all of Emmy's plans come to a screeching halt when the FBI shows up at her door to let her know that she's being stalked by a serial killer. Suddenly, the safe, insulated world she created for herself is riddled with violence, fear...and a growing pile of dead bodies. At first Emmy wants nothing more than to forget her chilling new reality - but her admirer isn't finished with her yet, and before she knows it, Emmy's stuck in a nightmare she can't dance her way out of. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains detailed scenes of murder, rape, torture, sex and stalking, which may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 80,000-90,000 words]]
Infectious by Ella_Walker15
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The earth was pretty much a death trap. That is–for the few people left. I'll be honest, there aren't many of us. The world has been infected with a virus. This virus kills almost everyone, and those who survive turn vicious. They are smart, manipulative, and merciless. Even more rare, are the immune, people who with stand the virus altogether. Like Sadie. Her and her two friends were the only immune they know of. Until one day when she is saved by cute, mysterious Devon and his group of immune. The two groups join together in hopes of figuring out what exactly this virus is, and how they can survive it.
Moth by DArenson
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They say the world used to turn. They say that night would follow day in an endless dance. They say that dawn rose, dusk fell, and we worshiped both sun and stars. That was a long time ago. The dance has died. The world has fallen still. We float through the heavens, one half always in light, one half always in shadow. Like the moth of our forests, one wing white and the other black, we are torn. My people are the fortunate. We live in daylight, blessed in the warmth of the sun. Yet across the line, the others lurk in eternal night, afraid... and alone in the dark. I was born in the light. I was sent into darkness. This is my story.