Death is no Different

Death is no Different

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"His eyes aren't translucent like I thought. Swirls of grey move like the sea to form a background; then there's a layer of wispy white cloud that clusters around the edges and spreads like cotton wool in the centre. But that's not what's so fascinating. White bolts of electricity crackle across his iris, creating a sharp light. His gaze is a storm. A beautiful, angry storm." "If you've ever been in a three-legged-race, you'll know the odd sensation of beginning to run and then feeling a tug on one side of your body, looking over and seeing you're attached to someone else. And realizing that although they're holding you back, they could also pull you forward. That's how it felt to be with Oliver." Although he's grumpy, confusing and dead, Clara loves him. And even though she's awkward, clumsy and unable to touch him without getting a second degree burn, Oliver loves her. So leaving her is hard, even if it's for her own good. And following him is easy, no matter where he's gone...
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Nora Grey is a 16-years-old girl who has the most strict parents and the worst friends. She is now sent to a boarding school in the middle of nowhere outside of London. Unfortunately for her, she falls head over heels for the schools biggest bad boy, Cam. As she learns about the schools biggest and darkest secrets. She falls deeper down into the conflict between the Fallen Angels. -------------- Clipart; Leaning against a tree he stood and stared at me. I turned my eyes at Cam and saw how he looked at Daniel, with hate and anger in his eyes he was now staring at him, Daniel stopped looking at me and responded Cams hate with waving with his hand and giving a cold smile. Suddenly I felt Cam's hand going around my waist, his hands were soft and warm. And the cold feeling disappeared. He turned his look away from Daniel and looked at me, his eyes were dark again, what was before bright brown was now dark black. I almost couldn't see his pupils. I placed my hands on his chest, to keep some distance between us.

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