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  • wht was my fault??(short story) by jeonjungshi77
    jeonjungshi77
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    I was killed! *she said crying* wht was my fault? I never expected that he would be my killer!!! but he did it whyyyyy ????? "story of a girl who got killed by someone she loved the most. She got help from a psychopath later??? "
  • An old Friend, I May Return.  by AshEDele
    AshEDele
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    A story of a Character I certainly made up. I will tell more about him further onto the story
  • When time stood still πŸ’˜πŸ’˜ by NusratNaaz
    NusratNaaz
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    Afreen Khan, a middle-class girl who lived in her imaginary world, and Vihaam Chatterjee, a practical guy, rich as hell and a playboy-two completely different souls with nothing in common. How will their story unfold? Hold your heart tight, because it's going to be a journey! Afreen is an introvert, while Vihaam is an extrovert. Afreen is in her first year of +2, while Vihaam is in his second year. Vihaam is popular in college, with both senior and junior girls infatuated with him. Afreen's father is Tamer Khan, and her mother is Noor Begum. Vihaam's father is Raghav Chatterjee, his mother is Jyoti Chatterjee, and he has a sister named Chavi Chatterjee. Afreen, standing at 4'10", looks childlike but possesses a beauty that stands out. Vihaam, at 5'7", is tall and handsome. They are polar opposites, with nothing in common-except one thing: their hearts, which are soon about to change. Afreen firmly believes in love, destiny, and God's plan, while Vihaam only trusts in himself. He acknowledges God but rejects the idea of relying on His plans, believing life is meant to be shaped by one's own hands, not left to fate. Afreen, lost in her daydreams, constantly imagines herself as the heroine of countless love stories. But the face of her imagined hero has always remained blurry in her mind. Could it be that this college will clear up that image for her? What do you think-will it happen? Let's begin
  • Blood Lust (editing) by tonnie_mayo
    tonnie_mayo
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    A vicious serial killer is on the loose. Detective Kristen James is trying to catch him before he strikes again. Time is running out with more bodies piling up. Will she catch him before he catches her... Read and find out... This is my first story to write and allow anyone to read. I really hope you enjoy it. I would like any positive criticism you can provide to make my story better in turn making me a better writer. Thank you for the votes and comments!!!
  • The Perfect Gift by BookMadster
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    The Perfect Gift is a story leading up to Christmas during the late 1930's, when Canadians are beginning to recover from the Great Depression. It shares the story of a young girl, Mary, who is trying to make Christmas special after her Ma's passing. With the emotional and economic challenges of this time, Mary is forced to make new decisions, friends, and to discover new truths about the importance of friends and family. The Perfect Gift is heartfelt, funny, and thought-provoking... a book that every tween should take the time to read! (Age 9-12)
  • Mystery..... by BismaArmy
    BismaArmy
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    This is my second season of mafia step siblings which is going to be totally different from earlier book so please also support this book and stay safe..... The cover is made by an amazing artist @Reeruworld00
  • π‘’π‘˜ π‘‘π‘Žπ‘Ÿπ‘“π‘Ž π‘–π‘ β„Žπ‘ž by DeepamvikaHembram
    DeepamvikaHembram
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    please aajao na jan .......πŸ’— π’Žπ’‚π’‡π’Šπ’‚ π’‘π’“π’Šπ’π’„π’† 𝒐𝒇 π’–π’π’…π’†π’“π’ˆπ’“π’π’–π’π’… & π‘·π’“π’Šπ’π’„π’†π’”π’” 𝒐𝒇 𝑹𝒂𝒋𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 ☘︎ 𝑢𝑡𝑳𝒀 𝑺𝑢𝑭𝑻 𝑺𝑰𝑫𝑬 𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯 𝑯𝑬𝑹 ..β™‘οΈŽβ€ . π‘¬π’π’‹π’π’š π’Šπ’•