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This poignant tale follows Jennifer, a young woman who mourns the loss of her husband Jimmy, a young man tragically killed in a car crash just months after their wedding. She is left to navigate her grief and raise their child alone, carrying the weight of her love for Jimmy and the emptiness of his absence. As the story progresses, Jennifer finds solace in visiting Jimmy's grave, sharing stories with their daughter, Jessie, who is born just a few months after her father's death. Years pass, and Jessie grows into a beautiful young woman, attending high school with the support of her mother and grandparents. However, fate throws a twist when Jessie's new English teacher, Jim Stark, bears an uncanny resemblance to Jimmy. This encounter stirs long-buried feelings for Jennifer and forces her to confront the ghosts of the past. Will Jennifer find closure or will the arrival of Jim Stark unravel her carefully constructed life? This story weaves together themes of love, loss, grief, and the complexities of family, leaving readers to ponder the enduring power of memory and the unexpected turns life can take.

༄𝐒𝐭𝐲𝐥𝐞 "'𝐶𝑎𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑤𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑔𝑜 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑆𝑡𝑦𝑙𝑒， 𝑊𝑒 𝑛𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟 𝑔𝑜 𝑜𝑢𝑡 𝑜𝑓 𝑆𝑡𝑦𝑙𝑒"

In this Coming of Age story, four teen rebels from different walks of life embark on a journey of self discovery, brotherhood, and manhood when they go on a street robbing hiatus; each telling their own unique life stories from different point of views while growing up as a American teenager in the 1980s. Warning, Viewer Discretion is Advised. This book is rated PG because it's a teen fiction, coming of age story; but it may contain mature elements such as violence, sexual content, drug references, and graphic language, including mentioning of sensitive topics such as abuse, mental illness, racism, and homophobia. I strongly advise not to read if you are easily triggered. Remember this is a work of fiction, and not to be taken literally. This story does not depict any actual person or event. All the characters are fictional. Any resemblance to real persons living or dead is purely coincidental. Negativity will not be tolerated and will be blocked, if you do not like something in this book just simply discontinue reading but leave negative comments to one's self. Please no self promotions. Please do not steal or fabricate this book in anyway, shape, or form; those who do will be held accountable, for I have the right to obtain your information and sue. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED! Thank you for reading. Started book May 7, 2021

I made this out of sheer spite and it's based on a weird conversation i had with a friend :) enjoy this dumb jd x reader thing You are the grim reapers son, named Atlas and are in need of an apprentice for your new job, random chance lands you with someone named JD. Assassination is a daily occurance so is it worth it?

James is a Music major and Audrey is an acting major. What happens when two kids at one of Manhattans finest Art high schools fall for each other with cliches, quotes and tons of talent?

"Clapperboards snap like guillotines. / Limelights will set your hard-fought dreams on fire. / Breakneck, cutthroat: / Backstab in a heartbeat - / Part and parcel of the Industry of Desire." New Sydney, 3023: There's no business like show business. A young singer-songwriter adopts the stage name of "Antony Autumn" and embarks upon a quest for success in the City That Never Sleeps. The streets are mean and the music industry is meaner. Will this anxious soul survive? Here are some of his songs. _____ HIGHEST RANKINGS: #1 in Chanson (June 2023) #1 in Vaudeville (June 2023)

"Cool it James Dean." Dawn grabbed my arm. People called me James Dean because apparently I looked like him. I had the same blue eyes girl's would swoon over, the same blonde hair. My jawline was a bit more sharper then his. I'd say my cheek bones were a little more prominent then his- especially when I clenched my jaw. I dressed like him too, only because I wanted to be trendy. I thought his movies were great but I wasn't to much of a fan. The man died 7 years ago. - Clark wants a normal life but its hard when you're only 17 and have to take care of 2 little kids. He wishes his father was there for them and his mother wasn't still in Arizona, but you know what they say; you always can't get what you want.

James Dean fanfic

Just like leather jackets, we'll never go out of style.

"Sometimes I wanna cry until I can't cry no more.." Their last moments in the planetarium is nothing short of heartache, disappointing realizations and first kisses.

Old Hollywood Actors and Actresses through the decades. Also, feel free to request people!! You can comment on a page or message me! Best Rating: #1 for #audreyhepburn on Nov 8/2021 #5 in Marilyn Monroe on Nov 13/2022

description- october nineteenth through october thirty first is 13 days. as we all know, thirteen is a number imfamous for being unlucky. the two digit number is sometimes even considered evil. what you're about to read could also be considered evil in certain eyes. reader discretion advised. what you're about to read will rock your socks. explanation- i have wanted to do an october sort of one-shot book for a while so i decided i would do it this year. i have come up with a list of self made prompts and those prompts will also be the title of each story. the prompts i am using are titles of songs and movie references and things of that sort. the theme is obviously spooky halloween shit but all of them will be at least midly sinister. i will include a terror level before each story to indicate how scary it is. i will also be including quotes from various poets to go with the prompt of the story as well as trigger warnings and such. i hope you enjoy because this is will be major dedication on my behalf. i did this alone so i don't need to make any acknowledgements. except for the pictures i will be using for the cover and each story, ill be using pinterest for that; obviously i don't own any of the quotes or songs in titles and stories. thanks for reading. update- it's hard to post on time. i may not have all the stories in on time, but they should all be there by halloween hopefully. my life is a mess right now so it's making it tough to do this. so sorry anyone who takes an interest in this.

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A James Dean FanFiction In the 1950's James Dean was a huge star and heartthrob to teenagers all over America. Especially to Vivette Rosabelli, his biggest fan. She loves him and all his movies. But what if Vivette actually got to meet her celebrity crush-and maybe go out on a date? James Dean has come from little and gone to being the biggest star in America. He still can't believe it, but even now he is alone. He goes to parties, hangs out with other movie stars but is missing the someone that will complete him-so he stays a loner. Is the person he is searching for Vivette? What about when she learns the truth of what's under the sunglasses- is it Just Jimmy™? This story is about the 1950's and OldHollywood. A lot of actors, directors and movies are in the story. I do not own rights to any of these, and anything about them is for the sole purpose of a good story. This book is all mine. Thanks for reading!

"Christ," I say, putting my kickstand down and getting out of the seat. "I almost killed you, buddy." I take my helmet off before I approach him (Her? Do animals even care to adhere to gendered pronouns? Liam would start lecturing me on assuming genders and stuff if he were here, but it's not like the dog can tell me and I'm hardly going to take a peek to find out for myself, so) because I saw on Animal Planet once that dogs get scared when they can't see your face. The Dog Whisperer is never wrong, therefore the helmet must go. "What's your name, buddy?" "Achilles," Says a voice from behind me, making me jump. "Jesus shit, that's, like, two near-miss heart-attacks in the last ten minutes." "Sorry." It's a guy. Broad shoulders, nice chest, chiseled face and his arms. He's smiling, though, despite the fact that I almost just killed his dog, so maybe all is not lost. "Yeah," I sigh, "Maybe don't let your animals into the street where unsuspecting motorcycle operators might accidentally hit them and consequently be scarred for life." He chuckles, "You're funny, kid." "Kid? I'm seventeen, firecracker. Can't be much younger than you." "Firecracker," He muses, "That's a new one." "Yeah, well there's more where that came from." I step back, letting him repossess Achilles' leash, sliding my helmet back on as I remount my bike. "Before you go," He says, "Can I get a name? A number? I have to repay you, obviously, for not killing my dog." "Addison," I say, "You're weird." "Nah," He says, "I'm Alex. Alex Santiago." I nod, flicking my face mask down and revving my bike back to life as he retreats to the sidewalk. "Maybe I'll see you around, then, Santiago." He grins, white teeth flashing against olive skin. "Maybe you will." Or a story about a (passably) charming girl who knows too many Snapple facts and falls in love with a boy.

A dream... They met at a diner... 1953... What did they talk about? I'll keep you post... Um sonho... Eles se encontraram em uma lanchonete... 1953... Sobre o que conversaram? Vou te informando... #carmenmiranda #jamesdean #culturapop #popculture #livronovo #newbook #livros #book #novidades #news