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Kryptonite
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Kryptonite : A man/woman that calls someone their Kryptonite means that they are their weakness. Someone or something they have to stay away from because they want it even though it's not good for them or will hurt them.

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The only thing that Lizzie dreaded was falling in love with someone who can never love her back.

Aaron liked Madelaine, Lizzie's best friend, and wanted Lizzie to help him get her. Lizzie agreed, but little did she know that in this journey of being the cupid, she would herself get tangled in this mess called one-sided love.

Will she confess her feelings to Aaron? Or would she keep her feelings aside and help him get the girl he likes? 

Join Lizzie in this roller coaster ride of love, friendship, heartbreak and confusion.
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"Karen...where are you going?" he asked. "I am going out for a date...not that it matters to you...anyway... what are-" "I am here to tell you something..." he completed "Can you please talk...my date is waiting for me." "Can you cancel this date of yours..." he slurred. "Why?" He pushed me against the wall and held my arms. "Because I can't bear to see you with any other man, kissing him, going out on dates with him!" he growled. "Why not?" I whispered due to how close our faces were, I just needed to lean a bit for our lips to connect. "Because you are mine! You have been mine since we first saw each other in the park! Because I love you! God damn it!" And then he crashed his lips on mine. ***** Karen is a very popular girl in her school. The good popular. The one who isn't a nerd and who isn't a snob. She is kind and caring, known for her skills in making people happy. But what makes Karen happy? The secret letters she receives from an admirer every day through an e-mail, a text or even a hand-written letter. Who is this admirer? Will Karen ever know? Read on to find out.