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A Past Nightmare

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LECTURES 11
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Delicini is haunted by images of a life she never lived. A life where swirling ball gowns and dashing strangers passed the time. She thought she was lunatic. Then the handsome stranger from her visions appears in her bedroom. He tells her of a tragic life, a life she lived 150 years ago. But some problems don't stay dead. A gang with ferocious orange eyes haunt her, they haunt her in her dreams and waking hours. They killed her before . And now they've come to finish the job.Tous Droits Réservés

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Under these Stars, écrit par lystrandra

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Seeing Eye, écrit par 1Blossom

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The experiment. cover

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Within My Bedroom Walls cover

Under these Stars

After her parents's accident, Delany shut her self from the world. She liked being in her safe, little bubble.. Mason, on the other hand, wanted to see that smiling, bubbly girl once more. He helped her sleep without nightmares and mended her broken self. Fast forward five years, they are strangers now. She doesn't talk to him, he doesn't talk to her. They're completely different. He's the bad boy who all the girls fawn over, and she's the girl who is simply there. And they're fine like that, even if they so happen to be neighbors and used to be childhood best friends. One night Mason crawls into her room, neck deep in trouble with no one to turn towards except her, and now she's the one helping him.