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*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~**~*~ Sitting on the bench, all the memories came rushing to her like a tsunami. Those times when they were discussing about their crushes, the day when her best friend finally confessed about her love for "him", those days when she cried in pain while her best friend were outside laughing with "him". Those bittersweet memories, those days they had together. All of them flooded through her as she relived every moment she made here in this school that was haunted with memories. &nbsp;A tear allowed itself to fall from her blurry eyes as it tainted her rosy cheeks. Looking at her watch, she had about a few more minutes before she had to rush to the airport for her flight to the UK. But first, she had to do something before leaving this place forever. Something she had promised her other half that she would do if she ever left here for good, and she wasn't going to break this promise even though the betrayal still lay fresh in her heart. Taking out a penknife, she carved something on the willow. It was just big enough to be seen if you looked carefully and closely at the tree. A flicker of hope lay within her that her best friend would remember the promise they made and come here after receiving the news. Leaving as the way she came, she was finally able to let go of her past, the one thing that shadowed over her, now gone. *~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Hey everyone! My name is Eve and this is the first book I'm writing so my apologies if there are some grammatical errors along the way. A huge thank you for reading this book and hope you enjoy it!!!
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13 Crowns

Prologue I used to have a nightmare when I was younger. It was always the same order and the same impact. It started with the warmth of sand consuming my feet. I looked up to see a warzone. There were flashes of fire, water, and lightning. It was like a war of the gods. Suddenly I felt the heat on my back. I turned to see neon red and yellow flames consume me. I ran to hide in the bushes that were next to me, feeling out of breath I tried to calm myself down. Strands of dark red hair covered my face. I proceeded to swipe my hair and look at my surroundings. I heard sobbing coming from near me. I trudged through the bushes and toward the sobbing when I got to under a willow tree. "Hey, are you okay?" I asked. I saw a girl with long dark red hair being the cause of the sobbing. She had a huge gash on her forehead with blood trailing down her face. She also had burns on her arms and shirt. The boy was in much worse condition. He was covered in burns, she was covering his face with only his hair showing. They both had the same colored hair. Suddenly my necklace started to glow with an amber color. The girl in front of me had a similar amber glow. Two amber crowns sat on top of the pillow. One female and one male crown sat on top of the pillow. Once I walked closer the glow came back. Once I grabbed the tiara everything became white. I was once again in another room, I attempted to move but I mysteriously couldn't. A neon purple bolt of lightning hit my chest. We both locked eyes with each other. Was that me? Before I could find out, the ground started to be drained into a whole. I was sucked into the drain and everything soon became black and I was free-falling. My back soon hit the ground of the room. I rose to look at the surroundings of the new room I was in. I fell to my knees from the pain. Then a person walked forward and grabbed my face.

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