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raze: (verb) : to destroy to the ground The return of David Williams, the smart-ass half cast causes a tremor to the foundation Oluchi has spent years building. Oluchi has only one goal in mind, beat David Williams fair and square and finally prove once and for all that she's the smartest student SGC has ever produced. With unplanned friendships, lies, more lies, and an enemy out to destroy, will oluchi be able to come out unscarred?

The show of dantdm.

this story is PG13 and is about a girl named Riley and how she meets a guy at fready Fazbears pizzeria and falls in love with him(Btw If I how long this goes untill I know by the first chapter)

"I never knew what true beauty was until I saw her, with every imperfection, with every stumble, with every stutter, she was still perfect to me. " Reed is an outsider that notices something in Mara (the best friend of the "it" girl at Hayes High) and he will do anything to discover her story.

PLEASE TAKE TIME TO READ MY STORY.

A different love story a day. Jk. I'm too busy for a daily book. But be sure to check it out :) A book of short and sweet romance stories. Ideas are welcome. Please please please do not plagiarize, copy, or take any of these stories. If you do, I will find you, and summon evil sharks to eat your guts. Thank you :) Peace, Love, Rena. Copyright © December 2014. All Rights Reserved.

A collection of poems, rhyme and songs.

the story is about two flowers, a sunflower named Sunny and a rose named Rosalind, who meet in a beautiful garden filled with all kinds of flowers. Despite their differences, Sunny and Rosalind are drawn to each other and begin to spend time together. As they get to know each other, they realize that they are falling in love. They confess their love for each other and become inseparable, standing next to each other and dancing in the breeze. Their love only grows stronger as time passes, and they know that they will be together forever. The story is a sweet and uplifting tale of two unlikely lovers finding happiness in each other's company.

About a teenage school girl who thinks she has a normal life, but that can all change when she meats a boy who has something about him she dose not know....

I'm Hannah. If you know me, you know that I am on the swim team (it's basically my life) and LOVE telling jokes. All of my friends are tired of hearing them so now you are my next victim 😁

🌅🌅broken feelings🌅🌅

A 15 Year Old Girl Who Is A Real B*tch, Literally, She Always Stays At Home Almost Everyday While Using Her Phone, She Wants To Go And See What's Out In The Real World, But... Her Cousins Won't Let Her Do What She Wants

Volume 1 | A Cell Phone Novel In a land where sorrow clung to the morning mist like silver dew, there bloomed a rose that no gardener had planted. Alone it stood, beneath the weeping boughs of an ancient willow, its petals the color of moonlight-pure, fragile, eternal. They called it the White Rose, though none dared claim to understand its magic. It bloomed only in the wake of a soul unfastened from the world, as if the earth itself mourned with fragrant silence. Eira found it on the seventh day after her brother's passing. The winds had shifted that morning, brushing her cheeks like the ghost of a hand once held. In the quiet of dawn, drawn by something she could not name, she wandered beyond the veil of frost-tipped ferns and into the Grove of Hollow Light. There, it waited. A single white rose, its bloom unblemished, crowned by a fine shimmer of morning's breath. Time seemed to slow, as though the forest itself held its breath. Her grief, heavy and colorless, pressed against her bones-but when she knelt beside the blossom, it trembled... and so did her heart. It whispered nothing, and yet she heard it speak. Loss is not an end. It is a transformation. From then on, the world spoke differently. Raindrops did not fall-they danced. The sun did not rise-it returned, golden with promise. Her sorrow did not vanish, but it began to weave itself into the fabric of wonder. Every rustle of leaves, every petal unfurling, became a memory reborn. Eira returned to the rose each day, and as she did, a garden grew. Not of her planting, but of her healing. - This is an original series from 2017.

A/N: Hello Readers! Firstime kung sumulat ng story sana magustuhan niyo pero kung meron pong wrong grammar pakisabi lang po at papalitan ko agad. please dont judge my story because this is only my own critical thinking. Because nobodys perfect ..Thank you

Being a middle child from a average middle class Indian family , the way how she handles her sexual desires and her fight within herself for being a victim of child abuse twice. The struggle between her blissful present love and her tormenting past.