Nash Grier Sister ♕

Nash Grier Sister ♕

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WpMetadataReadComplete Fri, Jan 12, 2018<5 mins
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Fiction
Action and Thriller
Kiya Grier is a 17 year old girl with gifts that she has for being kidnapped at the age of 4. They experimented her with different serum. At the age of 14 she turned to a timber wolf.
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DIABOLIC SERIES 2 This story is not so simply about a girl who hides from loneliness in books and a boy who wants to show her there's more to life than what's between the pages. Having 'friends' isn't something that Eliza Wolf has really experienced, at least not in the way her peers have. There's passing relationships in school, people she finds funny, but actual friends? Maybe she just wasn't supposed to have them. She had to learn to pass her time with other things, books, talking to her brother, drawing. At least Elle wasn't so lonely when she was reading about someone else's life. Something that Asher Hart didn't think was all too healthy. The nice boy, true to his nature, was sweet and quiet in his reserve. Though he broke no rules- -that he'd get caught for anyway- -he was used as a scapegoat one too many times, and now his inability to stand up for himself, he's attracted the attention of the most intimidatingly attractive girl around. A boy Eliza knew she'd stand up for, even against the people that have terrorized her in the past. That's without knowing just how capable Asher is when it comes to defending others. *** "Did you know," Asher begins, frowning at the way Eliza picked at her shirt -something she often did before putting on her jacket. "If you could see yourself through my eyes, you'd never feel insecure again." Elle raises an eyebrow, "And who said I was insecure in the first place?"

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