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Alexa Lovato

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Hey Im Alexa Lovato. Most people call me Lexi but lets face it you didn't pay attention to my first name but to Lovato. Yes... I am Demi Lovato's sister. No... I do not sing. No... i do not act. I am nothing like Demi, nowhere near as pretty, no where near as beautiful no where as good enough as Demi.

I know you're probably thinking that this is just another Demi sister fan fic but it's very different with lots of drama and twists. Enjoy x

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Orphans of the night by Demilovatofanfic22

They call me Blossom. Cute name, right? Don't be fooled. That's not my real name, it's the one I gave myself when the streets became my only family. Out here, every day is a fight. A fight to eat, a fight to stay warm, a fight to keep from disappearing into the cracks of a city that doesn't even notice you're alive. It wasn't always like this. There was a time when I had a roof, a bed, and other kids who felt just as lost as I did. But when the orphanage collapsed under debt, they shipped most of the kids off to foster homes. The rest of us? We weren't so lucky. We were the leftovers. Disposable. We didn't get homes, we got the streets. And the streets don't care if you're 15 or 50. They chew you up, spit you out, and dare you to survive another night. That was my life. Cold, hungry, invisible. Until one night, luck or maybe fate, threw me into the path of someone who would change everything. Someone the world worshiped, but I didn't even recognize: Demi Lovato.

Hidden by LovaticNamedMax202

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Can I ever be fixed?(Demi Lovato fanfic) by camlaurnoraldi

Hi! I'm McKenna Lovato(call me Mac or Kenzie)And yes, Demi Lovato is my mum and Maddie and Dallas are my aunt's and Eddie and Dianna are my grandparents Anyways, this is my story........... Enjoy

Danger Signs // Demi Lovato // 4 by KeroseneBeautyQueen

// BOOK FOUR // *CONTAINS SPOILERS* It's been two years since Demi and Maia Lovato decided to adopt me. It was rough adjusting after the world found out, but I love them for all they've done for me when I lost everything. When I make some new friends, I ignore the danger signs and things quickly go south. Can Demi and Maia do something to help when lives are at risk? // HIGHEST RANKS // // #1 adoptedbydemi // // #3 demilovatoadopts // // #7 suicideprevention // // COMPLETED 6/21/19 // // EDITED 9/8/19 //

Don't Tell Mom- Demi Lovato by lovatic_chica

My name is Isabella Lovato-Valderamma. Yeah, it's a mouthful so I usually just go by Izzy... The kids in school have other nicknames for me; Slut, Whore, Fatass, Btich, Emo, Attention-Seeker... it's all true of course. Why would they sugarcoat it? I bleed to feel and I don't eat to be perfect. I can stop anytime i want, and I will... once i'm perfect. You want to know the rest? Read on. I only have one rule... Don't tell mom.

Just Another Lovato by suggthemonkey

Hey. I'm Kayla Lovato. Yea, yea. Go scream, tell your friends about me, but my life isn't the best. Just because I'm a Lovato, doesn't mean I'm treated like the queen. On the other hand, my sister absolutely hates my guts. Welcome to my life. ~STARTED ON 12/05/16~ ~ENDED ON 03/23/17~

Tell Me You Love Me // Demi Lovato // 1 by KeroseneBeautyQueen

// BOOK ONE // Demi Lovato and I were best friends for years, until her addiction tore us apart. I never knew what happened to make her stop talking to me and it's been years since we've spoken, but I haven't forgotten about her. And during that time, I realized what she truly meant to me. I love her... But does she love me? // HIGHEST RANKS // // #1 demi // // #1 demetriadevonnelovato // // #1 tellmeyouloveme // // #2 demilovato // // #2 tmylm // // #2 lesbian // // #4 lovatic // // COOL FOR THE SUMMER AWARDS WINNER-BEST BOOK // // BEST COVER IN THE ALL GENRES CONTEST // // COMPLETED July 13, 2018 // // EDITED January 27, 2019 // // SEQUEL Two Pieces of a Broken Heart // // GERMAN TRANSLATION by @Lovaticici //

Mayara Lovato (a Demi Lovato f.f.) by oceanexlovatic

I'm Mayara Michele Lovato. Yeah, that Lovato - Demi's my sister. Everyone knows her name, but me? At home, I'm just the nobody in the corner. School sucks. Life sucks. Everything feels broken. The question is: how long can I keep it together... and what happens when my secrets finally come out? - Please keep in mind, this book contains mental health triggers!

Alpas (A Demi Lovato Fan fiction) by beautiful_skies2002

Alpas- v. to break loose "Words will scratch more hearts than swords." * * * Hi, I'm Aurelia De La Garza, and I'm 15 years old. Yep, you read write I'm a 'De La Garza', which makes me the younger sister of Demi Lovato. Go ahead, fangirl, squeal, cry even, but let me tell you one thing, life in the Lovato-De La Garza household is nothing easy; not for me at least. I'm not like any of my family members, not pretty like my mom or any of my sisters; not talented like any of them. Honestly? I'm just a waste of space. Aurelia has been depressed for a long time, but she hides her pain behind her beautiful smile. She's trying hard to hold on, but it's starting to get harder every day. All she wants to do is break loose from her demons. Will Demi be able to save her little sister? * * * CAUTION: CONTAINS ABUSIVE LANGUAGE AND TRIGGERING SCENES. ~Completed~

For the Love of My Sister by _geelovatic

Isabella Lovato. Izzy for short but I'm guessing you only noticed the Lovato part right? Well that part doesn't matter to me see, according to my birth certificate my father is Patrick Lovato but that man never once acknowledged me as being his daughter. He never once held me in his arms or showed some sort of affection hell the few times I did see him he was in a drunken tirade. So if you haven't guessed I'm the half-sister of Demi Lovato but it's not like it matters I'm pretty sure she doesn't even know I exist. Anyways my mom passed away in a car accident when I was four and I lived with my grandma up in till last year two days before I turned fifteen she passed away of cancer. For the past year I've been living on my own in LA, my grandma had a trust set in my name to where I would be legally emancipated so I wouldn't have to go into foster care, she also set me up financially so I wouldn't have to worry about anything until later on. I've been doing fine on my own but recently my life took a turn see I made the mistake of answering a private call and was bombarded with Demi yeah Demi freaking Lovato well I guess she knows I exist and she wants me to attend Patrick's funeral. It's been a few days and I've been avoiding her calls and text, I'm sorry but who does she think she is in wanting to create a relationship with me I don't even know her and to attend a funeral of a man who didn't even want me, no.

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Orphans of the night

They call me Blossom. Cute name, right? Don't be fooled. That's not my real name, it's the one I gave myself when the streets became my only family. Out here, every day is a fight. A fight to eat, a fight to stay warm, a fight to keep from disappearing into the cracks of a city that doesn't even notice you're alive. It wasn't always like this. There was a time when I had a roof, a bed, and other kids who felt just as lost as I did. But when the orphanage collapsed under debt, they shipped most of the kids off to foster homes. The rest of us? We weren't so lucky. We were the leftovers. Disposable. We didn't get homes, we got the streets. And the streets don't care if you're 15 or 50. They chew you up, spit you out, and dare you to survive another night. That was my life. Cold, hungry, invisible. Until one night, luck or maybe fate, threw me into the path of someone who would change everything. Someone the world worshiped, but I didn't even recognize: Demi Lovato.