Your My Shooting Star

Your My Shooting Star

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Known as one of the purest girl ever, Renee was unknown to the outside world. Unknown to the outside world is what people would say that would be the safest way to be. Though most people don't understand is, it is mostly dangerous to not know your surroundings. Most men look for things that are pure just to ruin them. But will Renee be ruined by men that just want to ruin her? All he wanted was someone to love, losing hope he looked up to the night sky only to see a shooting star. Want to find out what happens? Well check inside to find out!!!! _________________________ I do not own this cover Beginning 3/10 /19 Ending? @All Rights Reserved
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Renée

✨ First In The Renée Series ✨ Our story started with a million ugly secrets and a million fake smiles. Our story got complicated fast, baby; Lickety-split, the ugly secrets began to blur out our million fake smiles. The story that runs in our blood started when the blood drew out our vines. It got hazy when I ran from my tragedies. I had my ghost to prove how bad it got back in the city of gloom and rain. My nightmares reminded me of the catastrophes. I have their blood staining my skin till the end of time. Your blood will stain those walls till the end of time. He has your blood marking his fingertips until his ugly smiles fall six feet underground. The stars took in each moment of us before your heart bashed against your ribcage. They disappeared when our world slipped from our clutch. I swore on those stars that I wouldn't let them take your life like they did the last time. And, the story got out-of-focus and complex in the end. So, we didn't fight; We dropped our swords and our lives and slipped into new galaxies- --Alone. I ran from our tragedy. You let our tragedy slip from your mind. Now we both are back at square one. New million ugly secrets. New fake smiles. Does our story continue or is it at its end? I sit under the same stars and read our story. 'Cause our story holds more of our truth than our million fake smiles, darlin'. This story was only the beginning of our complicated fight to find the broken pieces of the broken soul that we kept in our back pockets. And, I hope you read it, darling.

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