Living in the Dark
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MatureComplete Thu, Oct 11, 20122h 20m
One girl, Taliha she lives in three different worlds, shes had the most unimaginable painful life that nobody should ever have to experience, shes given and given, and shes saved her friends and family, she gave her life for them in every way, and now she has the weight of the world on her shoulders, and everything comes down to her, and its killing her slowly the people she loves are un intentially killing, her when shes captured, what really happens to her to make her die inside and when she has a chance to be free will she take it or stay caged forever, does she have a chance to live, love, fly, and most importantly is she strong enough to hurt the ones she loves to save herself?
Will she save herself before its too late?
Or was it too late along time ago, is there anyone left to save?
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An internal voice whispered, "Call him." But I chose not to. I dismissed it once more, saying, "He never liked me anyway." Yet the dilemma lingered. "But maybe he does. The way he looks at you... it's different." Out of nowhere, he glanced my way. My heartbeat quickened, sending shivers down my spine. I averted my gaze, pretending to look around. "Has he noticed me? No, wait-oh my god." --- After switching high schools, Nina discovered a new way of life. She fell in love, made wonderful friends, and everything seemed perfect. But Ethan-a popular boy who never focused on anyone but her-was the object of her hatred. He was always there, always keeping her safe. He used to annoy her endlessly. She hated him deeply. Until she didn't. For a while, she was content with her high school experience. That is, until something mysterious turned her world upside down. Forced to move to a new city, Nina had to cut ties with everyone she once knew. Eight years later, fate brings her face-to-face with him again. "Ethan..." He's the key to everything-the truths she never knew. When she was lost in the dark, he always held the light. But now, things are different. She despises him. He's colder than ever. Or perhaps she fears him. Fears that he'll leave her again. Will their lives ever return to normal after everything they've endured? "Maybe?" "Maybe yes. Maybe no?" --- Started: 8 November 2021 Ended: 19 December 2022 Rewritten: December 2024 --- ### Rankings Goals So Far: #1 Adolescente #1 given up #1 blinddates #1 pretend #10 twistedromance #50 high school romance --- ### Notice: This is my first published story, and it contains numerous grammatical errors and bad editing. If you're interested in the storyline, please don't judge me too harshly based on this book. Better stories are on the way-I'm still learning and improving every day. Enjoy! ✨
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