Halves of a Whole
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Ongoing, First published Feb 07, 2017
Mature
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All my life, I've been homeschooled. Now, you might not think that was so strange until I tell you that I've been ridden with migraines. I've been cursed with them ever since I was three years old.
Every doctor I went to always said the same thing - nothing was wrong. And I believed them. After all, there was nothing to be done. And okay, so, I'm not the only one to have crippling headaches. But I also have an ability that no one else has.  That no one else knows. 
Until Fate had me crashing into Rin Takahashi, the school's reject. He's the boy your daddy's always warned you about. He's alone in school most of the time, with his hood pulled over his head and the rest of the time he's off cooking up trouble. Trouble is practically his middle name. No one tries to win him over anymore. Even though he's totally swoon-worthy, lean, muscular and sexy, too bad there's no one in the entire school who can come close enough to him to appreciate it. He's like the devil- hot as hell but wicked dangerous. 
And he's got a secret. One that no one yet knows. And surprisingly, Mr. Sexy Reject and I have more in common than we could possibly imagine.
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THE MYSTERY DREAMER

40 parts Complete

[# 88 in TEEN FICTION on 14/3/18.] [#5 in angerissues on 10/05/2018] COMPLETED!!! No matter where you come from, your dreams are always valid. RULE 1: Never let anyone under estimate the power of your dreams. RULE 2: Always follow rule one. These were the only principles little Ria lived by. Her devoting and protective nature always came out as harsh and bitch-y. Everytime she felt threatened, her claws came out, ready to defend...to destroy. It's only you who knows the value of your dreams. So, what will she do when her exterminator walks into her life, ready to ruin everything she lives for. She fight's. A fight between two souls. ________________________________ "Who do you think you are?" she asked, bravery seeping through every syllable leaving her mouth. A devil carves fear, and when you don't give him that, he is agitated. "Your nightmare baby." he smirked as he leaned closer to her. They say never look into his eyes...he is evil. Don't cross paths with him...he is unforgiving. Never challenge him...he is destructive. But what did she do??? Every damn thing she wasn't supposed to! Add a punch to the already shaky equation and you'll find yourself amidst drama...teenage drama. Is it right to let these two souls collide? "I am not your damn servant whom you order around, get that straight through your thick skull!" with that she walked away like a pro if I may say so...leaving him staring at the place where she previously stood. When an ego is hurt, revenge is born. "Come on guys. . .we need to sort out some things," all his friends could do was watch; watch helplessly, as destruction planted it's ugly claws into their lives. A tale of destruction, misery, loyalty, friendship, trust and betrayal. "If you call yourself a dreamer, I call myself a dream-snatcher. You won't even know what hit you, little girl," he thought, as he smirked wickedly at her retreating figure. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Has mild cursing be warned!

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