Victoria's Secret

Victoria's Secret

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What goes up must come down. That's how Victoria's life was. After the tragic death of her mother at age 12, her and her dad were left broken. Her father hated her, saying that it was her fault she died. Soon she started to believe him and let the punched come willingly. With her life threatened many times she would never believe her father would be the first to go. But like a roller coaster there are many ups and downs, twist and turns. So what happens after a year in a New York orphanage she finally gets to leave the awful place. She meets the Valentinos' and their amazing life style. But to her amazement her new "brother" has a dark past too. Lies, photo shoots, gowns, and tons of secrets is a lot for two people to handel. So when you mix love in with the confusion will they make it to the end of the ride or is it only just beginning.
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During the times when kings and Queens still ruled, where holding hands was considered a scandal, Idris Frasier struggles to survive when her life is sucked into a group that calls themselves, The Society. She tries her best not to let their schemes, secrets and ways consume her. However when she finds someone who gives her hope and makes her smile, can she take the chance despite the conspiracies to attain her happiness. The thing about society is they're not to be trusted because everything is a game. ______________ My father once told me a story... "Imagine being mixed with the crowd. Everywhere you turn you see faces. What's worse? They're looking at you with hate, disgust, disappointment. They spit venomous words that slice through you sharper than a knife. They hate you just for existing, for simply breathing the same air as them. It leaves you feeling suffocated but the more you run, trying to find a way out, the faces multiply. You're searching-looking for someone who can look past everything, pick you up and smile at you. You fall on your knees taking the hits. They keep pushing your limits until your back breaks and you're face flat on the ground. That's how it feels, Idris. That's what we've come to know in this cruel world. This-This place we call Society. It isn't a fairytale of happy children playing and people getting along. No. It's far more evil than that. One day you'll understand, if only it doesn't consume us."

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