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Ella Rights has the perfect life with her foster mother Azalea Bennett but she can't help but notice how miserable her foster mother looks and after all she has done for her, she wants to fix that. It wasn't until she was rummaging around in the attic and came across a box filled with photographs all with the same girl in. That she realises, she may have just found the ticket to her foster mother's happiness. She sets off to find this mysterious girl in the hopes that she knows what happened to her foster mother. What happens if she was mistaken and this girl knows nothing? Is there any hope for her foster mother? Credit to -infinities for the cover

Heartbreak after heartbreak, she decides to take a break. She starts getting her life together until someone from her past comes back. When they cross paths, will it be the same or will it finally be different?

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This is a story about two boys who think they are going to an all girls school but ends up in a mixed school instead......

Troy and Isabella have been dating each other for about 5 years. One day, Troy proposed to Isabella inside of a 'Secret Garden' that their travel guide recommended they see. After the beautiful walk with Troy in the 'Secret Garden', Isabella starts to have strange feelings, and now, new strange abilities. What will happen when Troy finds out something about Isabella's past that not even she really had answers to? What will happen when this long forgotten figure comes back into Troy's life? Will Troy go back to his 'first love' and leave Isabella in the dust? Will Isabella use her new abilities for good or evil? Will her new abilities explain why she can do very cool things that others can't. What has Isabella's mom been keeping from her? Find out more when you read. <SLOW UPDATES>

Tears blinded my view. The autumn air howled causing a few strands of my hair to cover my face. The pain in my blood covered knee was unignorable now. I felt the tears flow down my cheek. I could hear a whistle from the police man following me. A few money notes fell from my tortilla coloured bag but I didn't care. I just wanted to rest my swollen ankle and my blood stained knee. My legs felt like a plate of jelly and my breathes were abbreviated. I slid into a dark alley way making sure that the money notes didn't leave a trail. I was feeling light-headed when my cheek hit the frigid marble floor. The last ting that I could remember was someone dressed in black picking me up and running holding me bridal style. Nothing mature/bad, except kissing and blood!