Makeup, the longest test to ace

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Avery and Malakai Scott are 16 year old twins who have been abused their whole life by their mother and step father. Avery and Kai are barley just surviving, relaying on drugs, self harm, fights and having each other to survive. What happens when one day their whole life turns around. They found out about their mother's lies and that they have family who they never knew about. What happens when Giovanni Moretti finds out he has another son and a daughter who he never knew about. He's 9 sons who now have a another brother and finally a sister. Will the Moretti's give the love and protection that the twins never had growing up, one thing is for sure their lives are about to change forever. But trust isn't easy, and healing even harder. Can broken people build something whole together? And will they survive being part of the Moretti bloodline, or be destroyed by it?

these two have utterly consumed my brain, so i had to write about these two. if i make any mistakes please please correct me!! id also love some requests hehe 🙈

Y/N L/N was an employee of Playtime Co. she is known for her kind heart and compassionate nature, Y/N had a deep love for helping orphans, which led to her assignment as the clinic nurse at Playcare. However, her position didn't remain stable for long. She was unexpectedly transferred to a different facility-one shrouded in secrecy. The moment she set foot inside, an unsettling sense of familiarity washed over her. Standing before her was a figure from her past. . . . . Harley Sawyer. . . . . . "You're trembling," he murmured, his lips barely grazing my skin. "Tell me, my nurse... is it fear, or something else?" I swallowed hard, my hands pressing against his chest, but he didn't let me go. His grip was firm yet controlled, like a predator toying with its prey. "Doctor, let go," I said, though my voice wavered, lacking the authority I wanted it to have. He chuckled, the sound dark and velvety, laced with something unreadable. "Why would I?" he whispered, his fingers tracing slow, deliberate patterns along my back. "You think I'd just let you walk away right now?" I stiffened at his words. There was something possessive in his tone, something that made my pulse quicken in both fear and something far more dangerous. . . . . In this book I may or may not able to put a proper timeline of the Poppy Playtime but as the story progress to the gameplay. To note here Dr. Harley and Y/n may have met before when the were in college but different course. Also, in this book Elliot Ludwig had fired Sawyer before and this would be the first time that they met and work together. Also I headcannon Dr. Harley Sawyers age around early 30's and Y/n in late 20's I don't own Poppy Playtime and the characters. This belongs to the Mob Entertainment and formerly directed by Isaac Christopherson. I don't pictures and fanarts used in this book. The book cover art isn't mine, it belongs to rightful owners.

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