Ken Devon

Ken Devon

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Mystery
I lived happily ever after. OF COURSE NOT! Mr.crashlander crash landed to my peaceful unnoticed ignored self crashing everything. I'm Ken. A sixteen years old boy with a past which I won't be revealing. Then came the mummy's pet and daddy's boy who is a Prince named Prince, from a portal. (He says. Not that I believe) yeah right I just freaking open my fridge and step through to go to Antarctica. Normal lives ain't we? That dude got serious issues of understanding words. Speacially sarcasm and you say living with an old granny's hard. Yeah right. I ignored (lets just say) the prince (without a tiara) until things messed up really bad. Big time bad. The daddy came along. And my peaceful life and the unknown past came to an end. Great. Now I have to go around throwing freaking peanut buttersandwitches at unknown ladies (just hope they are ladies) with freaky teeth to save the earth. How heriotic! Welcome to my life! (now I know the sugar prince is not very sugary )
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It may be a small town. But it has its many secrets. ----------------------------- I sat down at the table and drummed my fingers on top of it, waiting for my food. Dad flipped two big pancakes into a plate and placed them in front of me. "Your favorite syrup is on the table," Dad informed. "And before I forget, could you take your sister to that antique shop that just opened up? They sell dolls there, and well...I accidentally broke one of Amy's dolls." I picked up the bottle of syrup and poured some syrup on my pancakes. "Nice one, Dad." After I had finished eating breakfast, Kira asked if she could tag along. I quickly denied, telling her that I was a big boy, and scooped up Amy. We headed out and downtown. That is where most of the shops are. We reached the new antique store, and I happened to peer through the window and saw... "...Mom?" ----------------------------- If you like adventure, mystery, humor, or cliffhangers, then this is the book for you! Cover: Recolor Copyright by Ash J. All Rights Reserved

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