OnBoard

OnBoard

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"No matter what happens, we'll always be best friends right?" Charlotte asked while running her fingers through the sand. "Always." Ever since then, that question has had several different meanings. Join 17 year olds Amira, Mia, and Charlotte on the adventure of their lives. Friendships are tested, trust is broken, and the impossible becomes the ordinary. Will it be too much for these lifelong friends? Find out who will walk away from it all, and who will be onboard...
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"Well, what do we have 'ere?" A hoarse voice stated above me, making my eyes glaze upward in the direction of the culprit, only to freeze at the icy, crystallized irises of the owner. There, above me, was the man I saved, looking insanely at me with crazed eyes and a mocking tone. His hair was stuck on his forehead and the smudged eyeliner created a trace of dark lining on his face, making him look hauntingly. The man gazed at my form in amazement and wonder before they captured mine again, sending an icy cold sensation coursing through my vein, making me shiver. He was frightening and breathtaking at the same time. "A mermaid, aye?" he questioned as his gaze trailed down the length of my body. Grabbing my arms with one hand, he caressed my face gently, his thumb grazing my parted lips before they went below my hair twirling a single piece. I struggled from underneath him when he let the hair graze my breast underneath my blackened hair. Grinning at me madly, my eyes narrowed distastefully as his hand touched my crimson scales, stroking the tail almost lovingly. "Is this how you repay your saviour, pirate?"

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