Dropped in the middle

Dropped in the middle

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Once Upon A Time
"Mama mama " called the little girl in her pink pyjamas "Can you tell me about the prophecy? " My mom always talked about the two gods who ruled the innocent people with their puppets.These gods always fought for power and territories. It wasn't always like this they were friends once upon a time but everything changed when they started to hate each other because they feared each other because they knew something about eachother THE PROPHECY Enter Leesha Lancaster the sweet good girl of Hamilton high with limited but crazy friends, an archenemy and overprotective parents.Mostly she leads a normal life or is she?? Enter Zere Castor the mysterious new bad boy with an aura that screams respect,confidence, dominance and arrogance.He is the bad boy who has an eye for the good girl. Mostly he is your regular bad boy with a past or is he??
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When I was a little girl, I believed in fairy tales. I believed in princes and princesses and knights in shining armor. I believed in forever and happily ever afters. I was ten when reality hit me. My mom brought the evil home with her and there was no escaping it. That's when I learned that fairy tales were just that: fairy tales. The bad stuff is real, though. The difference is that I now know that the monsters and evil villains don't always wear capes and ugly scars. No: most of the time, they appear normal. I'm drowning in reality, in my life, and I've given up hope that a knight in shining armor will rescue me. But maybe... maybe I don't need a Prince Charming after all. Maybe a knight without the shining armor and a broken smile will be enough to save me. *Please note this is only a five chapter sample of the published book.

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