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Growing up (MWL's sequel)✔️ by Ariana_Godoy
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"I want to grow up" Did you say it when you were a kid? I know I did. Have you regretted growing up at some point in your life? Have you wished you could be a careless child once again? I know you have. Everyone has. The more you grow the bigger the challenges, the obstacles, the pain. Life gets serious. You get serious. You forget to smile at the morning sun shining down your face. You are too absorved by your problems to notice the beautiful world surrounding you. And when life gets hard, you wish more than anything to turn back in time and be that small child who did not know anything when he said "I want to grow up"
Within These Walls by Hope-Adon
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Seventeen-year-old April Parker wakes up in an underground facility, a shock bracelet on her wrist and a five-day countdown on the clock. Dozens of other teens share her inexplicable fate, but their unseen captors never intervene no matter how brutal conditions become. When the ruthless - and unnervingly magnetic - Marcus seizes control, April's trauma-forged instinct is to lay low. But protecting her friends drives her to bargain with the boy she should fear most - a boy whose reality fractures with every tick. Then the countdown ends, and the real terror begins. Powers ignite. Alliances shatter. And predators are born. And with a saboteur among them determined to keep the doors closed forever, escaping what comes next may be the only way to survive it.
School for Assassins (Rewritten) - Complete by ladybugtastic
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(Rewritten) I've been attending Lake Chastity school since I was ten. I've heard that Mr. Cason, the man who runs the school, brings in children with sketchy pasts. My parents died when I was five, and I'd been shuffled around so many times I'd lost count, until 'the incident' happened. That was when Mr. Cason's right hand lady found me and brought me to a school that claimed to be for troubled kids. Only those on the inside know what the school really teaches its students. It trains us to become the perfect assassins... but first, we need to pass all our regular classes. Once we graduate, we're put on teams to learn how to work together. Being a lone assassin can be difficult, so we're supposed to learn to trust our teammates and learn how to combine our strengths to virtually eliminate our weaknesses. In the six years since I've been here, I've made one friend, and we've only been friends for a few weeks. I'm surprised he still hangs out with me, now that he's seen that I'm a total klutz when I get nervous. I'm afraid of what will happen once we're split into teams. We're required to spend our first week together by testing our skills. How am I going to be able to pass the test of trust, when I don't even trust myself? © 2015 Ladybugtastic All Rights Reserved
The Baby Project by leigh_
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Avery and Andrew have been best friends since middle school; they're close. But they're about to get a whole lot closer when paired up for the project like no other: the baby project.
L a c y  L e a t h e r s by xPureChances
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She has skin like porcelain. He is a shade like bronze. But when all their differences are put to the side... The Brown Boy and The White Girl indulge in the sparks between them. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #3 |
V e l v e t  V e s t s by xPureChances
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He disappears with magic. She sits on her chair all day. But when the two collide... The Ghost of the school and the New Damaged Girl consume in their flaws. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #1 |
J e a n s J a c k e t by xPureChances
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[FEATURED STORY] At school, they were nothing. At midnight, they were lovers. Because one minute after midnight... a rich girl and a boy who came from nothing found something they had in common. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #25 |
S a t i n  S h i r t s by xPureChances
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She writes all night. He flirts with girls all night. But when they come together in his room... the Cool Boy of the school and the Socially Inept Girl share a bed and make the night theirs. © 2014 All rights reserved | Short-Story #2 | Humour #15 |
Death Is My Friend with Benefits (Book Four - WA Winner 2013) by katrocks247
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My Watty Awards 2013 Winner! The fourth installment of the DIMBFF series continues the thrilling journey of a young woman, Faith Williams, battling for her life, and the Angel of Death dragging her further into his world. *** My writing page! Please join! <3 http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075 *** DIMBFF Facebook group! Join!! https://www.facebook.com/groups/308207282529485/
Death Is My Frenemy (Book Three) by katrocks247
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Dear Reader, It hadn't hit me right away, many things, but especially the fact that I was about to turn twenty years old. It was as if it was just yesterday that I was learning how to make a peanut butter sandwiches, tie my shoes, and draw endlessly with fat crayons--which I thoroughly believed to be a masterpiece. It had to be yesterday, when I was befriending any new person that I met with a dazzling smile. No, those were the years that I was numb--masked from the world and blissfully unaware of the dangers and lingering dark edges of the Chicago city. Life moves fast; terrifyingly fast for some, especially those who try and anchor down each and every day of their existence. For others, it moves drearily slow. I use to be numb, I use to be unaware of the shadows deep within the corners of the earth, the watchful figures around me. I use to draw scribbles, struggle to tie my shoes, and fail at doing the simple things, like tying shoes. I use to make friends with anyone I met and kept that friendship over a promise. I use to do a lot of things, actually. But that was when life was a whole lot simpler, safer, and perfect. That was before I knew about Death. That was before he became my frenemy. Forever and always, Faith Williams *** MY WRITING PAGE! Please join! http://www.facebook.com/pages/Kat-aka-katrocks247-from-Wattpad/208740202517075