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Who Am I? Exercises to prevent your character from having an identity crisis by KyKyAceHeart
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Coming up with five adjectives to describe your character barely scratches the surface. In order to make your character figuratively come alive, you'll need to know them better than they know themselves. The exercises in this book will make you think about your characters in ways you never have before.
High School Hit List (CLIQUE BAIT) by autheras
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**Officially published as Clique Bait with HarperTeen!** Payment is usually a part of a basic transaction. You give and then you take. But, at Arlington Preparatory, people take at their leisure. They take their entertainment in the form of humiliation. They get what they want at the expense of their pawns. But they never pay. Chloe Whittaker has a hit list. But not exactly the murder kind. After her best friend is ripped from Arlington, punished for her fascination with climbing the hierarchy, she knows she has to end them. One by one. Revenge is sweet, and inflicting it is even sweeter. Only, what if someone she's determined to destroy, starts to win over her heart? Highest rank: #1 in teen fiction cover by @supernovass
A Different Virus: Heartfire by CrystalScherer
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In the future, everyone who's bitten by a zombie turns into one... until Diane doesn't. Seven days later, she's facing consequences she never imagined. * * * * * As civilization collapses under a relentless wave of zombies, Diane and her friends take shelter in a military base. However, while she's rescuing another survivor, Diane gets bitten by one of the monsters. She hides it and runs away, knowing she only has days left to live. But she soon discovers she isn't turning into a zombie - she's turning into something else. --------- Excerpt: I looked up and stared. My reflection looked back at me in the mirror of the dark room. My eyes were literally glowing, there was no mistaking it. It was not a reflection of light, or any of the other excuses I had used or others had assumed. They were glowing a light sapphire blue color. It was not a bright glow, but it was definitely a glow. Glowing eyes were not normal. Okay, at this point I had to admit it, I was no longer normal. What was I then? For that, I had no answer [[Word count: 495,000]] Copyright August 2016. All Rights Reserved. Readers may not copy, alter, or steal this story. Fanfictions are allowed to use my *world* and *zombie rules* as long as credit is given. Cover was lovingly made by JimenaVivancoo.
Power Uppers | ✔️ by Prisim
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Throughout the world, Power Uppers are the hottest drug on the market. A single pill allows any Normie to obtain the power of a Super. The drawback? They're also highly addicting and the cause of most financial ruin. Tayla wants nothing to do with superpowers. Nothing good comes from having one. They're for natural born supers with a disdain for the law or for the addicts that bring their downfall upon themselves--both of which are a problem for the yellow suits to deal with. Unfortunately, what a person wants isn't always what they get. A simple visit to Eden City turns into a nightmare when Tayla witnesses her law-abiding moms abduction at the hands of the yellow suits. Uncertain if her mom is alive or dead, Tayla is thrust into a world she wants no part of. Aided by Max, the scarred telekinetic Super who could control her with a snap of his fingers, her only hope lies in finding Corin, a man many believe to be a myth. She must go deep into the hidden world of the Supers where the secrets and lies might just bury her alive. In saving herself, she might just find she's the key to freeing the Supers she never knew were chained. ___ This story was posted to Wattpad and only Wattpad. If you're seeing this note and you're not reading it on Wattpad...it was stolen. So please get your butt over to Wattpad and read it by the actual author, Prisim, and not the thief who couldn't be bother to even delete this message let alone write their own unique story.