Out of the Woods

Out of the Woods

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WpMetadataReadMaduroConcluída qua, set 5, 20185h 42min
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Summer Shine Bright's life is literally a rollercoaster of emotions. I mean its no surprise when you have such a daft name like hers. However despite the bright and sunny name, a dark and gloomy past still haunts her everyday. A 16-year old teenage girl would only dream of fitting in such a vast hierarchy which you may know as High School. However, through the hardships of life, often a positive spark is born - but will Summer take this as an opportunity to shine on? Copyright © Fatma Abdullah 2017
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Highest Ranking: #1 in Werewolf Watty's 2015 Winner: Talk of the Town 11/23/15 "Literally the best werewolf book I've ever read." -@itsroma "*rereads 10,000,000,000 times and cries every time*" -@stilessparklez "#5thtimereader *I have to vote on all the chapters this time, that's how engrossed in the book I've become*" -@Forevertail "THIS BOOK SHALL BE IN MY LIBRARY FOREVER." -@team_breezyy ________________________________________ "What do you want?" He asked. I clapped my hands together and sighed. "To go home." His face instantly fell. He walked right into that one. "Well that sucks because you aren't going anywhere, kitten." I growled lowly at the nickname and crossed my arms. "Who says?" I argued. "I just did. Now stop acting like a brat and tell me what the hell you want to eat," he said frustrated. I rolled my eyes and turned around to exit the room. "Where the hell are you going?" He yelled at me. I stopped and turned around to look at him. "I don't want to have any food prepared by you. You're hands are probably just as dirty as your mouth. Watch your language," I stated simply and exited the kitchen. ________________________________________ © All Rights Reserved 2014

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