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Fanfic
Wizarding World: The Marauders
Cover by: @em_rose28 Based on by the book ''Unwind'' Lily: girl Age: 15 Personality: Get's good grades, studies hard, and lives in a state home. Looks: Brown hair a little past her shoulders, brown eyes, and is 5'5. James: boy Age: 16 Personality: Get's in fights, has a small group of friends, and get's bad grades. Looks: Blonde hair, dark blue eyes, and is 5'11. Jan: boy Age: 13 Personality: Get's good grades, sneaks out, and hate's being alone. Looks: Dirty blonde hair, blue hazel eyes, and is 5'8. After the heartland war 3 unwinds Risa, Connor, and Lev runaway. A few months after lev and his friend blew up happy jack harvest camp, Connor and Risa decided to take over the graveyard. Lev is now out of the mental hospital living with his older brother. Now, Lily, a 15 year old girl who is really bad at math. James, a 16 year old boy is too much to handle, and Jan, a 13 year old boy who never listens. But what is they run away? Will they survive? Will they get caught? Will they end up in the graveyard? Or will they keep running until they turn 17? (P.S. I do not own Connor, Risa, Lev, Roland, and Hayden)
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"That's strange," I said thoughtfully. His brow lifted. "What is?" "I always imagined that if fiction ever stepped out of a book, it'd smell like paper. Or ink. Or something like that." I studied him with exaggerated disappointment. "But you smell human. I feel misled." His lips curved - slow, deliberate. Dangerous. "Oh, love," he murmured. "I may not smell like ink..." His steps slowed. "But I assure you," he continued, leaning closer - not enough to touch, just enough to make my pulse stutter - "I taste like it." Heat rushed to my cheeks, the blush spreading like wildfire as I stared at him, utterly shocked. "If you doubt me," he said softly, eyes dropping to my mouth, "there's a very simple way to confirm." Content Warning This story contains themes and scenes that may be disturbing to some readers, including sexual content, violence and abuse, self-harm, grief and loss, PTSD and trauma, and graphic descriptions of murder and gore. The narrative is raw, unflinching, and meant to challenge and provoke. Please read with awareness. And of course... there's ✨ magic ✨ too. STARTED WRITING: MAY 24, 2024 FINISHED WRITING: OCTOBER 12, 2024

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