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  • August Nights
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    STORY 5 I'd pick your thunder, I'd pick your rain: over anyone's sunshine any day.

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  • In Emersyn's Light
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    A global pandemic has seen so many people separated from love ones, families spread, torn, missing each other. Yet, in this separation, in this darkness that is the world, her light keeps shinning. It always did. The only difference is that it's lighting up my phone screen this time instead. Can two souls find each...

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  • Finding November Grace
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    STORY 4 BOOK 2 of Loving November Grace Five years ago I was swept up in this storm. The storm of him. And for a beautiful second, our clouds, they collided. Our skin hydrated. Loving the way the rain felt across our nerves. The electricity, the lightning burning us. And this storm it broke and fixed me all at once...

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  • Confessions of a Teenage Alcoholic
    1.2M 48.4K 58

    STORY 2 1# in alcoholism 28/05/20 This story is the Sequel to Confessions of A Queen Bee- i suggest you read that one first! But honestly i am so thankful for anyone that reads either of my stories. This story will be in Ivy Jame's point of view but it is titled Confessions of a Teenage Addict because this story will...

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  • Loving November Grace
    1.1M 37.4K 96

    STORY 3 If he was a tornado, she was a hurricane. The problem was though, they both loved the feel of the rain.

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  • Confessions of a Queen Bee
    1.8M 72.5K 53

    STORY 1 Ivy James loved being top of the school; she could click her fingers and get anyone to fulfill whatever her heart desired. She was happy enough with her equal, top jock, bad boy boyfriend, and there was nobody that could bring them down. Apart from a tiny rumor that people had seen Ivy and her boyfriend's best...

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  • Non Verbal
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    Lottie and Rowan's story: "You count to four." I state after a moment of silence. "I count to four and my safe number is three. You have turned everything upside down. Three, six, nine... Was what I used to think in. I used to check the door, the oven, the lights. But nine is not a multiple of four, it fucked me up." ...

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