The 2 Red Strings

The 2 Red Strings

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I learn about the red strings, we learn how to see your string and how to show others. When I turn 17 I finally see get to open my string and what I see is unreal. I have two red strings? how is that possible, that isn't real, can it? Who are they? What does this mean? I journey ways to find my soulmates and when I do something happens. --WARNINGS-- *Poly *Gay Stuff *Death *Sad things .I do not own the cover of the book I just got it from Pinterest.
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This is my first attempt at writing a longer story. Here are few things about this novelette: - A novelette stands between a short story and a novella (7, 500- 17,500 words). - This story is not edited, so expect mistakes. - The story has explicit and mature contents. - As part of my "trademark," the story deals with love and loss. Expect drama! - The story is written in a nonlinear way. - I almost forgot; this is a lesbian story. If in any way you find it disgusting, you're free to bounce, yo! (In Jesse Pinkman's voice) - This is fiction. Question me and I will put you in here just to kill you, Game of Thrones style. Lol - © ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Let's just support each other. Peace out! How does one make music using broken strings? Discover the powers and dangers of love in this mixture of clichés, realities, and fiction about love, loss, pain, depression, and survival. I have lived in a dark cage. I have torn every page. I have not known light; I think I lost my flight. Please come and rescue me; Whoever hears me! Help liberate this heart And show me love they call art.

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