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Masterpiece | Christian Akridge by loganlermin
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"Art and love are the same thing; it's the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you." this is a very fast paced story so be aware of that before you read it. enjoy! <3
serendipity x shawn mendes by brightasthestars
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serendipity: an aptitude for making desirable discoveries by accident; finding something good without looking for it.
black magic ✧ j.j by kidsinIove
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in which a dangerous guy falls for an innocent girl, convincing her that everything's all right. but is it? © kidsinIove // sophia
the purge ○ matthew by nohanthony
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in which a helpless, innocent girl has to team up with a strict, not-so-innocent boy during the 12 hours when all crime is legal. © nohanthony 2015
my darling ➸ s.m by -MILKANDCOOKIES
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when a pessimistic hospital patient meets a cute, canadian boy, as her death wish, sparks are guaranteed to fly... (( warning: this was my first book, which i begun writing in 2013. it is highly similar to a cliché soap opera. so if you are into that, proceed. )) © all rights reserved // nat
LITTLE ELF ✧ OGOC by bipolarhayes
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❝you're cute, like a little elf-❞ ❝listen boy, just because i'm short that doesn't mean i won't whoop yo' ass❞ © bipolarhayes 2015 || cover by TOXICCRYBABY
ghost town | mendes by seasideshawn
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his mind was like a ghost town; completely deserted, and utterly alone published 7/8/15 (ON HOLD)
funeral boy by weepies
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He was so fragile, like the flowers his mother used to plant in his back garden, the ones cherry red that wilted too fast. Shawn was the cherry red flower, it was when he laid in my lap, our fingers intertwined and my arms around him, that I knew he would wilt too fast. © weepies. All rights reserved. [[TRIGGER WARNING]]