the fruit killer
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Last published Sun, Aug 4, 2019
This story isn't by me. It's by my Bff (Ariz) and my brother ( Phillip). Also I won't put pictures of them just to respect there privacy. Anyway I hope you in join The story. And thank you
(This her account. AzzieTheSlayer18. My Bff)
The whole government and their forces show up, guns at the point. Ariz
runs to her underground bunker, sweat beading down her face, breathing heavily. Her heart beating with
every second that goes by.
"dammit!" she'd shout, as she runs through the unknown place close by through a tunnel.
She'd rise to the top of the stairs, coming face to face, with her partner in crime.
Who is it!? read the story to find out
(You find out who it is in the first chapter so yeah)
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[THIS IS A REWRITTEN VERSION OF THE OG] *** WARNING: Contains extremely triggering and mature content in almost every single chapter in this book, read at your own discretion. *** "That's not a fair deal." She whispered, more to herself than to me. "I know." "Sleep over but with no sex?" "No sex." I confirmed. She pursed her lips together and clenched her hands on the sides of the cabinet. Her eyes flitted over to the remains of two lines of ket. There was still a dusting of powder on the side. "Fine." One word. It was a miracle. I was certain she'd say no, but I'd wanted to try anyway. "No one can know." She reaffirmed. But as soon as those words were out she scraped the remaining powder onto her finger pads and snorted it. *** Cassie Moore is a walking mystery, but the ghosts of her childhood are neither glamorous nor intriguing. She is broken, and the perpetrator stays hidden in plain sight, taunting her with her very existence everyday at school. And one day, it all comes to a climax and her entire world shifts. This is a beautiful romance between two people who love each other more and more every day that goes by. Two people who better each other, a boy who sets a girl free. This is a journey between a girl and her emotions that are continually working against her. This is a tale of how two misfortunate people grow out and with each other in adversity.
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