Historias de Thechampawards2019

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Joey Fritz thought he'd found the love he'd been searching for, but the Alterfaeries had other plans. Will he ever find his true heart's desire?

Quinn Matthews and her close-knit group of high school friends live a peaceful existence in Astoria, a small coastal town. Nothing out of the ordinary really happens -- until Shayne Harding came along. With his dark jeans and dangerous eyes, Shayne has everyone in Astoria curious about him. Everyone except Quinn. Not many people remembered, but the Hardings used to stay next to Quinn's house. And Quinn and Shayne had forged a close friendship back when they were eleven. Now the Hardings are back in town after so many years. Things have changed, and so have Quinn and Shayne. She's active in school and has her whole life planned out with her long-time boyfriend. He's driven by a reckless streak, and doesn't believe in committing to anything, ever. Can they ever pick up the pieces of what was left behind when Shayne had moved away? Or are their worlds too far apart to be bridged now?

Liquid thoughts spread on the paper like ink creating the poems in this book. I look at the world and try to describe it to someone who doesn't see's the beauty or pain behind it hoping i can make you imagine things with my words that you haven't seen or felt before. (Please: Do not repost, all rights reserved) [I don't own any of the used pictures] The cover was made by : @Pollywritess

Poppy was just eighteen when she was abducted. Years later she isn't sure who to trust. Then, she meets gorgeous entrepreneur, Seth Tutman. When her captors return, will Seth's love be enough to save her?

What would you do if you could start over at age twenty-two?

If you kept a mask on for your whole life...who are you really? If you only act the way people would love you to. When you lost yourself a long time ago. What is left? besides insanity? Why do i have to keep this mask? It's his fault, his! I should've ended this a while ago. Wouldn't there be him and this for god sake calming blue eyes... Like a slowly ripped off bandaid crawls the pain back into Damian's mind. His heart shattered and filled with tears, but his mind screams for revenge. A road that is covered in blood and tears instead of rose petals.