Vampire's guest {First Book}

Vampire's guest {First Book}

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WpMetadataReadMaduroConcluída dom, jun 3, 20181h 44min
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Paranormal
Complete!!! Human/monster romance with you as main character. You lived normal life until your dad died and monsters got their rights. When your house was burned to ash you will have to stay at Leavitt's manor. How well will you get along with their daughter vampire? Read to find out! Cover image is connected with my old user name @Walkiria_02 so I will try to fix that soon. If nothing I will just make a new cover. This story is not completely mine. This is my version of it. The original is called The Vampire House and it's a "chose your own story" game.
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Hell Hall

High School. A virtual hell to every pimple covered, greasy haired, knowledge loving kid who walks the halls of the institution. Only a very proud few manage to rise among the ranks to become "the cool kids," snagging the lucky fate of living the best years of their lives up through the twelfth grade. We'll just not tell them what happens after they graduate. In ten years, when the kid the football team swirlied is their boss, they'll realize that it probably would have been better to not be cool when they were teens. But that doesn't matter now. Why you ask? I'll tell you. My name is Bridge, which isn't short for Bridgette, if you were wondering. My parents were assholes when they were younger, I guess. It could have been worse; at least I'm not a piece of fruit or an airline. Unique names can kiss my little undead butt. Oh yeah, that. I'm also dead. No need to apologize—it's not your fault, unless you're the pile of crap who murdered me. If so, could you fill me in on what happened? I'd really like to know how my life ended. The last thing I remember is going out for a milkshake and then, poof! I was here. Where is here, you ask? If you ask any of the adults, it's Harrison's Preparatory Institution for the Gifted and Unknown. If you ask any of the students, it's Hell Hall. That's right, bitches; high school is now back in session.

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