Damaged
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Damaged - Arden, Georgia; a city that barely sleeps. People are always partying whatever the occasion, tourists coming in numbers bigger than the former years. A city lots of people want to move to and never leave. The historic buildings, fairytale like forests, myths, mysterious tunnels. All a few of the attractions tourists focus on. What most people don't know is the mystery that hides behind Arden's beauty. What lives behind the tourists attractions or...what's hiding from them. Among these tourists there's a young woman who few people refer to as a 'wise oak'. Some say people barely saw her. Nobody knew her name so people go for the clichΓ© 'Jane Doe'. But her case has also been called a myth. Like many others a young man moved to Arden. The aura of the city being the beacon that drove him there. Being quite the adventurer he is, he realized that the myth of Jane Doe is more than just a story.
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Cadence leaves an abusive boyfriend after years of abuse. She wants to find love, true love, can't live without you love! Can she make it through the lust, lies, and betrayal? Follow her on her journey as she meets new people and loses people along the way. This story may contain emotional triggers!! "As I'm undressing I can still see marks on my body. They don't stand out like they used to. In fact if you didn't know they were there you would probably wouldn't even notice them. After I turned to water to the shower on as hot as possible without burning my skin. I step into the shower and cry. I wasn't crying over Trevor anymore. These tears were for me. For the little girl who lost her dad, for the teenager who lost her mom, and for the adult who lost herself. It felt like the water was washing all the sadness off me because after 15 minutes of crying, it stopped. The sadness was gone. I felt something in me that reminds me of the person I used to be. " These characters are from my own creation. Please don't copy my work or characters. I own the rights to my cover as well and it was made by me. This story contains mature content!! Read at your own risk. 🌟Awards🌟 ✨Chapter 30 was the winner in TWC December 2017 contest. ✨ ✨3rd place in the TWC biannual contest✨

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