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Your Stories

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If you wish to share you story, whatever it may be dealing with then here is the place. This will be a book that shows you you are never alone, no matter what you are going through, there will be people going through the same/ similar things. Never forget that. The Information you'll need to DM this account is inside, I promise you that this is a place where you are loved for who you are as a person. I will do my best to delete hateful comments but will screenshot them before I do and make a note of the username. There is already so much hate in this world of ours, isn't it time we gave a bit of love? I know it may be hard to share your story, don't fret, I'll go first and then you can choose to share yours. You can remain unknown...just saying read on though for more information.
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There once was a girl who had a little curl right in the middle of her forehead, and when she was good she was very, very good, but when she was bad, she was horrid. Ok admittedly I don't have a curl, and I don't plan on being horrid. I plan to be their worst fucking nightmare. They took the love of my life from me, and they have broken me more than any of their previous attempts could ever dream to. But the jokes on them. My pain is my gain, and I will use it to destroy them. I will solve the prophecy and end this ridiculous power struggle. I will watch their blood fall to the swing of my sword, and I will do it with a smile on my face. My only concern is what will be left of me once the bodies fall. My inner darkness is a crazy, bloodthirsty bitch that enjoys wreaking havoc. I'm not sure that's quite what the Fate's had in mind as their champion and future queen. Meh, fuck it. Let the chips fall where they may. This is the final book in the Pieces of Me trilogy. This is not a stand-alone. Please note this is a reverse harem/ why choose book. Please read the trigger warnings inside. Explicit content R18 readers.

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