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Edmund Rose couldn't help it, he'd been too slow and lost his best friend, he'd watched her die and now all that remained, was flashbacks.All Rights Reserved

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Sometimes things don't come in big bangs and loud bursts. Sometimes things tiptoe by and you don't know they're happening until they've happened. She's started this story a hundred times in a hundred ways--it never seemed right. The truth is this: a woman, a girl, went to sleep and woke up somewhere else. And it broke her. Before, she was eighteen, she would not finish high school, and she had never been in love. After, she would be eighteen and a hundred years older, she still would not finish high school, and she would never not be in love again.

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Since Julia's passing, Harold had been feeling like he didn't have much to live for. He's a retired music teacher with no wife, no children, no purpose. He's not suicidal - in fact, as much as he is ready to die, the thought of taking his own life scared him more than the thought of continuing to live. It wasn't until Harold moved to a ruddy apartment and met eleven-year-old, Isobel that he gained a new perspective. A precocious girl, Isobel is always dancing and humming to herself, too bored to live in the real world. They start doing everything together - from watching Manchester United, overcoming bullies, to playing the piano. It's the unlikeliest of friendships. But it's through each other that they learn the beauty of growing up and simply living.

Emily meets her best friend's brother again for the first time in four years. He sees her in ways she never though possible. Discovers secrets she never wanted anyone to discover, and yet, he doesn't run. Will her roses continue to bloom from the ashes? Nurtured under his care. Or will they die once and for all? When he finally sees what she sees when she looks at herself. This story is loving, heartbreaking, and covers themes of abuse and self-neglect. Do not read if those are triggering topics for you.

Giana : Blood, Darkness and Roses (Roses' series) by ladyc15

"He taught me that when you embrace your fears, they become part of you, darkness became part of me" Growing up with a very sadistic murderer, Giana Russo learns what survival means at a very young age. Watching her mother die, her little sister being taken away from her and the death of so many others, Giana starts to embrace the darkness that surrounds her as normal. Her only hope in the dark tunnel being her bestfriend Eric, her brothers and the red roses that glimmer in the garden.

This story is about two broken people who have lost their loved ones. The girl falls in love with the person who was living in the memories of his love. They tied in a relationship to get rid of the problem. Will the love blooms or does it dies before growing?

She changed. She wasn't the same. Everything I once loved and knew started falling to pieces. She left me. Moved away. I didn't get to see her for 3 years. "I promise" she told me. "I'll still keep that promise!" Were her last words face to face with me. Her 16th birthday came. It was all fun and jokes, she tried her best to keep in touch with us. 6 months later... She was in the hospital. 24 months have passed... Will she ever wake up? I stayed beside her day and night. In the middle of the night... She made her choice. Everyone awoke. Now I'm standing at your grave with black and red roses in my hand. I hope you're doing fine. Forget me. Not.

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How Worse Could It Be??... by onceuponacharacter

Jane knows how this story ends. She's lived it before. But this time, nothing is the same. Nothing is certain. She goes back in time. So why does it feel like she doesn't have time? Fate doesn't break, it bends. Not playing by rules anymore.

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Sometimes things don't come in big bangs and loud bursts. Sometimes things tiptoe by and you don't know they're happening until they've happened. She's started this story a hundred times in a hundred ways--it never seemed right. The truth is this: a woman, a girl, went to sleep and woke up somewhere else. And it broke her. Before, she was eighteen, she would not finish high school, and she had never been in love. After, she would be eighteen and a hundred years older, she still would not finish high school, and she would never not be in love again.

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