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Ten Reasons Not To Die by RiceLover
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"Give me ten days, and I can give you ten reasons not to die." Evan paused. "And if I can't change your mind by then, you can go jump off that cliff."
Caffeine | PUBLISHED by meddlingkids
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[Caffeine is out now in paper back and Kindle!] "Medium black with three sugars, please." Isaac Hensick was your typical popular high schooler. He had tanned skin, girls on each arm and lungs full of cigarette smoke. But what most people didn't know was that he had a passion for drawing and a taste for black coffee. Most people, that is, except for Aspen. Highest rankings: #1 in fiction, teenromance and smoking, #2 in player and teen, #3 in mentalhealth and chicklit, #4 in young adult, #5 in anxiety, #8 in love!! completed: 09/07/20 word count: 110,579
Descent into darkness. by EllieCrossland
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The diary of Van Gogh.
A letter for Vincent Van Gogh by DorianFValenzuela
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For many years, Vincent Van Gogh has been someone that really inspires me to work harder in my career, in my life. His works of art captivate me and the teachings he left behind are remarkable. I've decided to speak to him directly, to write to him as he wrote to his brother Theo throughout his life. As crazy as it sounds, I know he is reading my letter as we speak.
Bruised by meddlingkids
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"Natalie," he repeated, her name like velvet on his tongue. He seemed to like the sound of it because he repeated it again, his voice turning low. "Natalie." Leon Hughes was a mystery masked by bruised cheeks and bleeding knuckles. He was a wraith, a shadow on the walls - sometimes there, sometimes gone. Never set in stone. He showed up when he showed up, with his face bleeding, his shirt torn, his skin blistered. Natalie never knew when he'd come, but she always let him in. Originally a short story. Rankings: #2 in teenromance, #2 in goodgirl, #15 in badboy