Prince Elijah

Prince Elijah

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I absolutely loathe Elijah Flanders . Him and his stupid smarts. You see I show dogs. Elijah the little evil demon with glasses decided to laugh at the name of on certain animal near to my heart....... My name is Haden Scorn, and this is my love story. You see Haiden absolutely hated Eligah. He said the wrong thing, at the wrong time. But what will happen when they end up prince and princess during M.O.R.P? Will their love soar or will it burn?
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Maya

Maya has spent five dreadful months in the psychiatric hospital recovering. Once she finally is released she is forced back into her boring life. But will things really be so boring still when she meets 'bad-boy' Noah Dalton? He is annoying, rude and always around Maya for reasons she can't understand. Maya is brave, yet also afraid that her choices could lead her spiralling back into a bad place again. Will Noah be able to save her from herself? Or will he be the cause of her destruction? ---------------------------- ~Noah's pov~ 'These,' I slowly run my finger across one of her scars, 'are fucking beautiful.' Before she can object, I carry on. 'Maya you are beautiful beyond perfection. You are strong. You are brave. You are funny. You are sweet. You are incredible. Look at yourself,' I nod down towards the scars on her arm and she slowly glances down at them before meeting my gaze again, 'those scars are beautiful. Do you know why?' I ask her. She wipes a tear from her already tear-stricken face before she shakes her head. 'Because every time you decided to do that to yourself, you didn't go further, you didn't end your life. You decided to carry on living even when you thought you couldn't manage it. Those scars right there,' I gesture to them again, 'show the battles you won against yourself. They are your battle-scars and you shouldn't be ashamed of them. And you know what? I am so proud of you for making it to where you are today because you are a fighter and If I can see that, anyone can.'

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