Kit and the key to happiness
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  • Reads 235
  • Votes 14
  • Parts 7
  • Time 1h 9m
Ongoing, First published Oct 30, 2019
When Kit finds an old travel journal in her attic she sneaks it to her bedroom to read it all afternoon. But things go the wrong way when she get's absorbed into the land of the book. The craziest of this whole experience is that she might be the one to bring back happiness. One problem: how?

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Atticus Deane was just a boy; a broken, misguided boy. It was an accident; no one told him how to play life's game. He had to make up his own rules, but where did that get him? In an abusive relationship with his older brother and all his bad friends. That wasn't what he bargained for. But Atticus left that life behind; he was rebuilding a new apartment and doing the same with a new life. Well, trying. Atticus and his brother never got along after their parents left. He never spoke a word to his brother if it weren't mean and cruel, which was why a request to join in on his big brother's 'fun' and 'games' was a surprise to everyone, much less himself. But when things are taken way too far, Atticus is suddenly running and ends up at the doorstep of an unusual compound that sparks something in his instincts. Taking refuge away from the poison of others, Atticus knew that he couldn't hide forever, but he'd do anything to be left alone so he didn't have to hide anymore. Unfortunately he wasn't the only resident in this newly-found dwelling, because this newcomer wanted the exact same thing that he did.