Colour Me Blind
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[Completed] There's three of us. Triplets. We all have each other's backs. There's me, Maeve. The one with red eyes. People call me a murder. Satan. Evil. Anything really. All I cared about was not them. Certainly not them. Those people didn't matter to me. What mattered was my other two siblings. Everything I have ever done, was for them. Even if they don't realize it. Even if they think I was the big bad monster. To the world, I was a cold heartless monster but to my siblings? I was loving sister. I was there if one of them have a nightmare. I'm there for them. There's Damien. The oldest out of us. He's the one with white eyes. The one who people who also call Satan and evil and all of that bullshit. You ever wonder if those goddamn bullies got tired of bullying other people? I do. Not the point, stay focused Maeve. What was I saying? Oh right, Damien. He likes cars. Building, tearing them apart, spray painting them, anything about cars. Then there's Angel. Sweet, sweet Angel. She's the youngest out of the group. She has blue eyes, different from us. She's the lucky one, per say. The one who doesn't get bulled. She has the personality like a five year old but we love her to pieces. Me and Damien try to protect her against the evil's of the world. She shouldn't go through that like we did. At least she has a normal childhood, or some part of normal. We didn't have the best childhood growing up. Well, me and Damien didn't. Mother gave Angel the best childhood she ever wanted. Sometimes, only sometimes when she was drunk or whatever with her stupid boyfriend did she punish Angel. That was once every blue moon. She was convinced me and Damien had Satan in us. While Angel, well she thought that Angel was an angel from Heaven. Now, let me stop rambling. This story will be an emotional roller coaster. Especially since we get sent to live with our older half-brothers. Mentions of self-harm, abuse, rape, miscarriage, violence, cursing, suicide attempts.Complete
HYMN OF THE RAIN
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Girl meets boy. They fall in love. Shit happens. Blah, blah, blah. Happily ever after. I'm not here to narrate to you those boring cliches. I am sorry, but THIS is reality. Sasha is the new girl in school, the 'brain' girl. Sohail is the 'looks' guy. Yes, they fall in love. But Sasha never expects things to turn out the way they do. She goes through rough times, some sad times, some happy times. Her experience teaches her so many things. But nothing can stop love.Complete
It was always you
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Beneath the surface
Sasha just turned 19 and, for some reason, thought moving in with his friend group would be the perfect escape, a chance to finally bond and live in peace. But when a spontaneous car trip turns into a battle for survival, the group quickly realizes that not everything is as it seems. With dangerous labyrinths, relentless androids, and secrets lurking in the shadows, they'll have to rely on each other more than ever-if they can trust each other at all.
Searching for Death
"I saw you sitting here, you the most beautiful little thing I've ever seen, depressed and alone. I looked into your eyes and I saw that you were going through some messed up shit and it broke me. I want to get to know you. I want to put light back in your blue eyes" -- Anastasia Peterson has certainly been through it all. She's experienced the loss of her mother and the insanity of her father. She's anorexic, depressed and suicidal. Anastasia is planning to die, and she most certainly wants to follow through on he plan. But Anastasia catches Parker Fields' eye. He's a tall, handsome jock. Parker plans to save her from the most dangerous thing in her life- herself. And he certainly wants to follow through on that plan.Complete
Too Good To Be True.
Fell in love once, just to break her heart. Sasha decides never to fall in love again. As normal people we fall in love, fall out of love and find love again but Sasha had her goals set straight. She fell in love, fell out of love and never loved again. She decides to hate love. Hate the idea of love. But, there is always a twist in the story, right?Complete
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[Completed] There's three of us. Triplets. We all have each other's backs. There's me, Maeve. The one with red eyes. People call me a murder. Satan. Evil. Anything really. All I cared about was not them. Certainly not them. Those people didn't matter to me. What mattered was my other two siblings. Everything I have ever done, was for them. Even if they don't realize it. Even if they think I was the big bad monster. To the world, I was a cold heartless monster but to my siblings? I was loving sister. I was there if one of them have a nightmare. I'm there for them. There's Damien. The oldest out of us. He's the one with white eyes. The one who people who also call Satan and evil and all of that bullshit. You ever wonder if those goddamn bullies got tired of bullying other people? I do. Not the point, stay focused Maeve. What was I saying? Oh right, Damien. He likes cars. Building, tearing them apart, spray painting them, anything about cars. Then there's Angel. Sweet, sweet Angel. She's the youngest out of the group. She has blue eyes, different from us. She's the lucky one, per say. The one who doesn't get bulled. She has the personality like a five year old but we love her to pieces. Me and Damien try to protect her against the evil's of the world. She shouldn't go through that like we did. At least she has a normal childhood, or some part of normal. We didn't have the best childhood growing up. Well, me and Damien didn't. Mother gave Angel the best childhood she ever wanted. Sometimes, only sometimes when she was drunk or whatever with her stupid boyfriend did she punish Angel. That was once every blue moon. She was convinced me and Damien had Satan in us. While Angel, well she thought that Angel was an angel from Heaven. Now, let me stop rambling. This story will be an emotional roller coaster. Especially since we get sent to live with our older half-brothers. Mentions of self-harm, abuse, rape, miscarriage, violence, cursing, suicide attempts.
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