Destiny Of Fire

Destiny Of Fire

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Iris Mclowry is twenty two and passionate about her heritage. She's Irish by blood, and proud of it. When her parents were forced to move to America when she was just four years old because of her father's job, it became a yearning for finding their way back. Now Iris is working her hardest between college, her pottery business, a second job, and regular life to help her parents get back home. The passionate spitfire with carrot colored hair down to her waist would do anything for her parents, but how far is she willing to go before she has to make a choice between family and love? Suddenly her mother's constant nagging for her to settle down and marry is getting in the way of her life goal when Mike Dirnt accidentally steps into the picture. She has a choice, which one will she make? (This cover is made by my beautiful friend (@SuffocatingSnowflake)
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Sometimes, there can be situations where home doesn't feel quite like home. Naturally, it's instinct to go searching for a place that gives you all the comfort and the warmth the walls you live in could never give. Sometimes, home can be a place that makes you feel valid. A place that makes you feel safe and secure. "Home" is any place that lets you forget the rest of the world is in flames, even if it's just for two minutes. But sometimes, your only option comes to leaving home. When my home wasn't home, and he was what it never could be. Does that make it easier to leave? Or will it drive me insane and force me to stay. And all times, there comes a part where you depart from home. But when it's a person who finds home in you too and not a place, do you still have to leave? - "Quit it!" I snapped Turning around, my eyes were boring into his. As he smirked. Still clicking his pen. "What's wrong?" He asked, his smirk getting bigger. "You clicking your pen you Nimrod!" "Nimrod?" He asked me laughing. "I haven't heard that in a while." He looked away. "Yeah whatever, just stop with that!" - Sometimes, love stories... don't always go right. -40,564 words-

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