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I'm me... Is that good enough?

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death grieving life sisters without withoutyou

"I think I might like Drew.." Zillianna wrote in her diary as she sat on the swing. "HAHA" A rude voice said. Zillianna snapped her head towards the voice only to see the meanest girl in 2nd grade reading her diary. Zillianna closed it quickly only to have it snatched by one of Regina's "Friends". "YOU... like...DREW" Regina said in between laughs. "Y-yes what's so funny?" I whispered hanging my head down low. Regina snatched my chin up "For one Drew is mine all MINE.. and two what makes you think he would ever go out with such a ugly freak like you" she snapped. Her friends laughed as i got tears in my eyes. "Awww don't cry word of advice sweetie is ain't going to happen tsk tsk Silly Zilly". She laughed and walked away. Her friends continued to screech that name and since then that has been what i'm known by. As Zillianna grew older her mom tried to push her and her sisters to be "Lady's" and look elegant. And when Dad died she only pushed her daughters harder and disowned her rebel step-son  Derrick who was her late husbands only son. What happens when Derrick introduces his girlfriend who just so happens to be Drew's cousin and Drew find out how Zillianna look behind those thick glasses and raggedy clothes. And what of Regina? Will she let Drew go or will she ruin Zilly's life once more.All Rights Reserved

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Period! by amna_riaz

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She is Fatal to Death (Standalone Story)

She's dead by the third chapter. Okay, it's a bit more complicated than that. Okay, it's A LOT more complicated than that. Renata wants nothing more than to pay her bills through her mildly boring office job and figure out whether she is still in love with her best friend. The latter half of that desire is just a sneak peak into her messy life-and it's only getting messier. Considering the paranormal world she is about to dive head first into, she will come to realize that figuring out her heart may just be the easiest part of this journey. Well, the endless supply of supernatural hotness in this story may beg to differ-but that's besides the point. Either way, it's gonna be a killer time ;) EXCERPT Chicken tacos it is. Right as Renata grabbed the ingredients, she turned to put them next to the stove, where a clean, plastic cutting board awaited. But as she moved, she was confronted by a stranger, an intruder, standing mere inches from her. Before she could scream, he was on her, slamming her against the fridge. Her back flashed with sharp pain. Her eyes pricked with fear as she drank in his uncovered face. Deeply tanned skin. Ruby red eyes-ruby red eyes? Thick, slashing eyebrows. Flat, broad nose. Buzzcut. Handsome. That was as far as she would go in complimenting him considering this guy held a knife to her throat. When he spoke, his voice came out like thunder. It held a thousand threats and a thousand secrets. It held promise of pain if provoked. "If you scream," he warned, mouth pulled in a slight snarl, "this ends quickly." She didn't dare nod against the blade. He noticed and amusement lit up for just a second in those devilish eyes. Oh, whoever the fuck this was, she already hated him. Considering her predicament, panic was the most prominent emotion coursing through her at the moment. "Good." He removed his hand "Now you're going to answer my questions." °°MATURE AND EXPLICIT CONTENT OF ALL KINDS, AND I MEAN ALL KINDS°