Death Next Door

Death Next Door

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Four years ago I ran away from home. But that's not the story, this is... Hello, I'm Melody Barkle and I'm nearly 13 years old. I have seen some horrible things and been through some terrible things. But not like this. Nothing like this. I saw something I wasn't meant to see. Something terrifying. Something that could change my life forever and I mean it. Something that could be used be used to prove him wrong. Something that could help the one I love. But the trouble is, if I do show it to the police I could be put into care, or even worse, taken back home. But what should I do? You Decide. Please read my new book A Chance To Change My first book published on whattpad Please take note of copyright Thank you and I hope you love this book
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The second I saw her my skin heated and heart skipped a beat. I knew I had to know who she was. I knew I just needed to be near her. After my horrible marriage I knew getting involved with anyone was the worst thing I could possibly do. The problem was the girl of my dreams was standing right in-front of me partially guarded. She knew my family and knew about my past which should scare me away, but it doesn't it only draws me closer to her. My brother is getting married, I'm the best man, she's the maid of honor. If I screw this up even a little bit everyone is going to have my ass. The second I saw him my mouth went dry. His sculpted arms in that t-shirt covered in ink, my body was telling me to run the other way, to not get involved with this gorgeous dangerous man with a military past. Those gorgeous blue eyes however pulled me in and saw right through every part of me. He's my best friends soon to be brother-in-law, and I have legal custody of a child that isn't mine. Nobody wants to be with a single mom these days, what makes him any different?

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