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From The Ashes
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Ongoing, First published Mar 31
Mature
Ember McMillan is your average teenage girl from the wrong side of the tracks. Harboring a dark past, enduring more at her young age than most people twice her senior would never even suspect, certainly doesn't help. Going into her senior year of high school with her two childhood best friends, Luna Caraway and River Sterling right by her side should be a breeze, right? 

Wrong.

Secrets unravel, bonds breaks, tensions form, and unexpected love all come full circle.

Will Ember be strong enough to face anything thrown her way? Will she come out on top and finally get her happy ending, leaving her shitty town behind, that she's longed to leave?

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highest ranking: #95 in damaged

warning: this story contains cussing, abuse, mentions of sexual assault, depression, and self harm. reader discretion is advised.
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