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Kevin Died by SaidByTy
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March 24th, 2014: Kevin Vásquez goes missing. April 9th, 2015: Kevin's remains are found. March 24th, 2016: Ricardo receives a message from an unknown number, the messenger claims to be Kevin. He's asking for help. He's not dead. He wants to come home. ~~~ "They all thought he died. Apparently they were dead wrong." The day of the two year anniversary after his foster brother's disappearance, Ricardo Vásquez receives a message from an unknown number. The sender claims to be his brother, Kevin and sends what can only be classified as irrefutable evidence that he's alive. But it can't be Kevin, right? Kevin was murdered. Kevin's remains were found. Kevin was DEAD! Or at least he was supposed to be. Now that Kevin's suddenly back, he wants Ricardo's help in exposing the truth and finding out who really tried to kill him two years prior. As the story unfolds, Ricardo uncovers terrible truths about those close to him, warping his mission into that of something more dangerous and twisted than he bargained for, especially considering the masked character who will stop at nothing to ensure Ricardo and his family suffers. Cover credit goes to: @moonlight_aesthetics
The Shadow Assassin by Fluffy_the_Dragon
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Fourteen years ago, King Salln found a baby in a basket outside his door. Fourteen years ago, the King's son saved the baby from being killed. Fourteen years ago, his Queen's lady-in-waiting raised the child. Seven years ago, that child started training. Training of the Assassins. (I don't own the cover)
Behind The Hoodie by DontNoticeMe37
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"Just remember, if we get caught you're deaf and I don't speak English." "You're over thinking this, trust me. We won't get caught," he says with a smirk as he scans over my face, staring at my lips for a moment until stopping when his eyes meet mine. I smile back at him. ~~~~~~~~~~ Wish I could say that a lot of people cared for me. That was what I always said till I became a sophmore in high school. ~~~~~ "You wanna know how I can tell when your lying?" "I'm not lying!" He says exasperatingly. "You have the habit of staring at my lips whenever you lie. As if looking for me to call you out on your lie," I say smirking at him. "You ever think that maybe that's just because I just want to kiss you?" ~~~~~~ You ever read a book that makes you wish you were the main character, despite the struggles just so you can feel that fear that the author tries to describe? Well, that's what my life has turned into. The flames start to rise... And I dance through them as best as I can... though in the end, I fall... And the flames consume us all... But I'm the only one that burns...