Keeping Up With The Peterdashians (Unedited) (Irregular Update Schedule)
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آخر تحديث: اثنين, فبر ٦, ٢٠٢٣
An uncle that's not really an uncle, a teacher that's not really a teacher and a Grandfather that literally dropped off the face of the earth
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My dearest Aurelia
They called you a witch. They made you disappear. But your story didn't vanish with the smoke. I never knew you. And yet, I carry your name on my tongue like a secret I was never meant to speak. The lies they told still echo in our forest, in the halls of the castle, in the eyes of those who fear the truth. But I will find it. Piece by piece. Even if it means losing myself along the way. Because if the world dared to silence you, then it's my voice they'll hear next.
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They balance each-other out. One the calm, the other the storm. Except when they don't. Except when she loses it and makes the place burn...literally. Who knew a burnt building would lead to three lost brothers across the country and a big ass house...after being on the run for almost a year. The twins are in for a crazy ride, but they're in it together. Always. Pinky promise. Will it be enough? TW: abuse, SA, r*pe, and mature language/scenes. (I suck at descriptions, but it would mean a lot if you gave my book a try! <3 ) *Unedited* 🌻 Started ~ 24/09/21 ~ 🌻 🌻 Finished ~ 25/01/22~ 🌻مكتمِلة
Call me huda
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Deepest Darkest Secret
What's your Deepest Darkest Secret? Can you share it? What if all you know has their deepest darkest secret? Will you still stay in their side and trust them? Or leave them and be selfish?مكتمِلة
𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋 - 𝐀 𝐉𝐔𝐃𝐆𝐄𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘
𝐁𝐖𝐖𝐌 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐖𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐁𝐨𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐒𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡. 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐭𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐝, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐝𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐭𝐥𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐚, 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐜𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧. 𝐌𝐚𝐧𝐮 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐁𝐢𝐫𝐝𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫. 𝐓𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐬. 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐉𝐮𝐝𝐠𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧!!
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They called you a witch. They made you disappear. But your story didn't vanish with the smoke. I never knew you. And yet, I carry your name on my tongue like a secret I was never meant to speak. The lies they told still echo in our forest, in the halls of the castle, in the eyes of those who fear the truth. But I will find it. Piece by piece. Even if it means losing myself along the way. Because if the world dared to silence you, then it's my voice they'll hear next.
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