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  • Golden flower  por Wearly_
    Wearly_
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      LECTURAS 2
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      Partes 1
    Past friend's, one secretly obsessed with the other, and the other with a gold tinted heart,.Meeting again after centuries. i wonder what will happen next?
  • Looking Glass Friend por joy_reid
    joy_reid
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      LECTURAS 6,363
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      Partes 26
    To all my dear friends. Those I loved but did not know, I did so. Those I let go because... well... I could no longer face your understanding. Those who let me go because... I could not help them. How could I? I could not help myself. You are still with me, you have simply stepped through the looking glass. I can see you, so clearly. I can feel your compassion. I love you so. I have never forgotten, I never shall. I have never truly let any of you go.
  • I Never Thought por Kia4988
    Kia4988
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      LECTURAS 16
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      Partes 3
    A girl named Jenny who is in her late twenties who's parents are rushing her to get married and start a family but she just isn't ready, she runs into a guy named Levi from her past.
  • Past Friends por RayniaJonson
    RayniaJonson
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      LECTURAS 45,908
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      Partes 170
    Past Friends: a Loki × Y/N Fanfiction. Y/N Kenneth is the reincarnation of an old mortal friend of Thor and Loki from their childhood. Y/N works for Shield in I.T. and becomes friends with the Avengers. As she gets closer to the Asgardians however she starts to have odd dreams and begins to remember things, memories that are not her own. Something is coming, a plot against the Avengers and Y/N is stuck in the middle. Will she survive her fiery fate and rise to greatness or will she fall and burn to ash? Started July 30th, 2021 Finished December 26th, 2021
  • Truths Unravel por Supreet_C
    Supreet_C
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      LECTURAS 60
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      Partes 14
    A kidnapper? 3 years have gone by with no trace of Mr. and Mrs. Coltrane. Their daughter, Zalia Coltrane is determined to find out where they went, and launches an investigation of her own. But, as she digs deeper, she finds out something more sinister is at play. As she gets closer to finding the truth, she has strange feelings inside of her. Zalia needs to hurry with this investigation before it's to late for her parents, and her...
  • Ever hear of... The EMILY TOUCH? por FanaticsGurlyEm
    FanaticsGurlyEm
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      LECTURAS 6
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      Partes 2
    Ever hear of the Emily Touch? All the kids in winnamucca have. All those who were in second to forth grade at sanoma heights have. From 2008 to 2010, they picked on poor Emily... NOW, it comes back to haunt them. And they won't survive it! Mateo, Troy, Aaron, Brianna, Destiny, Erin, Leon,Kimberly, Everyone... You haven't forgotten about me... Have you?
  • auld lang syne por nondiurnal
    nondiurnal
    • WpView
      LECTURAS 289
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      Partes 14
    | monologic epistolary: stand-alone The trio and their past altogether. Who can forget the gold in good ol' times? When there are three people who can remember, The solid old friends that somehow drifted afar from each other. Where did they go wrong? What did they do wrong? -To each other? When friends fall apart without knowing it What is mainly the reason?
  • Vengence for HER. por xxcherrybladexx
    xxcherrybladexx
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      LECTURAS 77
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      Partes 5
    Satan was never red. He didn't have horns, or fangs, or a tail curling behind him. If anything, he was a man. A man with piercing blue eyes and a perfectly tailored suit. Hair neatly styled. Posture precise. He didn't drag people to hell. He walked them there, never once looking back. He wasn't born a monster. He was forged into one. Already condemned to hell, not for what he was... But for what he was willing to do. For her. _______________________________________________________________ The devil was never right. Of course not. If she were, she'd never be the devil. She looked like sunlight. She wore green dusted with glitter and lipstick the color of summer mistakes. Her green eyes were bright. Her hair fell in soft gold waves like Goldilocks. She had dimples, which were dents. Dents to a person's doom. Her warmth wasn't kindness. She didn't stumble into hell. She chose it, the way some people choose honesty over comfort. Heaven wanted her quiet. Hell welcomed her loud. The devil was never right. The devil was her. _______________________________________________________________ What happens when the monster who chose hell meets the one who was born for it? Can sunshine survive the devil she created?
  • Red String por crowleystophat
    crowleystophat
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      LECTURAS 93
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      Partes 4
    Two best friends since high school living the life of drug dealing and stealing, a magazine cover of a past friend now living as a up bringing celebrity fuels a brilliant plan into play. Which they didn't realise it would change their life completely.