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One last chance...... That's what she told herself again and again, because if your own family doesn't love you... you start hating yourself. Pale skin, blond almost white hair.... people will instantly start questioning because she looks nothing like her family. First it started with family members, then her own parents and then her siblings. She's breaking and no one sees it. All she has is the voices in her head, the drugs and the pain of being abandoned by the very people who were supposed to love her no matter what.

Feeling lost and unwanted in a world that seems unfair, Yoko finds herself falling for the one person she shouldn't. Her step-cousin, who is loved by everyone. Now, she's caught between her heart's desire and the complicated reality of her family.

MY LIFE WAS A LIE By Daniel Ray Based on true events He stole the inheritance. He stole the mother. But he couldn't steal the truth. For fifty-four years, Daniel Ray believed he was the "problem child" of a wealthy, globe-trotting family. From the chaotic streets of Argentina to the neon-soaked nights of 1980s Miami, he lived a life defined by instability. But the chaos wasn't random-it was manufactured. Enter Luis: a man Daniel calls "The Incurable Disease." A charming predator with a taste for other people's money, Luis infiltrated the family and turned a legacy of hard-earned wealth into a slush fund for international schemes. From a collapsed multi-million dollar Panama Canal deal to a bogus dog grooming business used for laundering cash, Luis played a high-stakes game of chess with Daniel's sanity. But when a funeral home revealed an empty casket, and a midnight DNA test exposed a fifty-year-old secret, Daniel realized the financial theft was just the tip of the iceberg. My Life Was A Lie is the gritty, visceral true story of one man's war against a master manipulator. It is a tale of wire fraud, identity theft, and the discovery of "Warrior Blood" that proves you can steal a man's past, but you can't kill his future. #Thriller #TrueCrime #FamilySecrets #Betrayal #MoneyLaundering

This book does not begin with rage. It begins with tenderness-quiet, hopeful, almost reverent. The kind of love that believes endurance is a virtue and silence is maturity. The kind of love that bends itself smaller so it can fit inside other people's expectations. Before the anger ever learns its name, it is devotion. It is loyalty. It is the desperate, aching desire to be chosen and to belong. "All This Anger Used To Be Love" is a revelation, not a confession. It is the slow unearthing of moments Zayelle once defended, minimized, and forgave too quickly. This book follows her through the emotional archaeology of her life, as she revisits the events that shaped her fury-not as isolated explosions, but as something carefully cultivated over time. Every chapter peels back a layer, asking a question she was never allowed to ask before: when did love stop being safe? The story unfolds in fragments, memories surfacing like old photographs pulled from a drawer she avoided for years. There is childhood, where affection was conditional and approval was earned through obedience. Where being "good" meant being quiet, accommodating, and emotionally self-sufficient long before she had the words for it. Love was present, yes-but it was inconsistent, unpredictable, and often tangled with fear. She learned early that harmony mattered more than honesty, and that disappointment-hers or anyone else's-should be swallowed whole. As she grows, the pattern follows her. Friendships where she gives more than she receives. Rooms where she is known for her listening but never truly heard. She becomes the strong one, the reliable one, the one who can take a joke, take a hit, take less. She learns to call neglect "understanding," emotional distance "independence," and her own discomfort "growth." The world praises her resilience, never noticing that it is built on self-erasure. This book is not about revenge or blame.

<GO SEE V3 She could feel a current run through her. Her eyes flickered and a slight bright blue glow radiated from them. It begged to be used to block the incoming danger. Jane was once ordinary. When Jane was 13 she went into school as usual. Taking her midterm when a kid stood up suddenly when the instructor went to the restroom . A device that another child had in their backpack was activated. This is how she and other got their powers. Changing everyone's genetic makeup with a single pulse and caused a fire that only left them alive in the building. It left all of the children orphaned one way or another. •Completed• Disclaimer: I do not own any DC characters only the plot and characters not in the DC universe Note: If you want to se the revised version of this it's titled For The World To See and is the 2nd version. I tried.

True story about my life

Christina Scott is the oldest daughter of the black sheep of the family, but she's arrived back to the home he left behind ready to claim her spot in the hierarchy of the Scott family. Her grandmother promises her everything she's ever wanted if she's able to find a suitable fiance. Christina finds herself in a world out of her depth, with strangers critiquing her every step and family just as eager to welcome her as to send her back to her father. She has nothing to help her except her desire to change her future and the annoying man everyone seems to adore, Ander Vivaldi. Her grandmother is the key to her success, she has to play her game to win the prize.

Have you ever wondered what Trish is like at home? Do think something is seriously wrong with her? Well Welcome To The life of her sister An Update Every Monday & Wednesday ( Saturday's Sometimes)

Read the title ya dummy!

Read as Y/n as (s)he joins U.A with the goal of starting a revolution and reforming the all-so-rotten hero society. But things don't often go as planned, especially when you're lacking critical information. ⊱ ────── {.⋅ ✯ ⋅.} ────── ⊰ This story is based on the universes of My Hero Academia / Boku no Hero Academia (by Kouhei Horikoshi) and Jujutsu Kaisen (by Gege Akutami). I do not own the story/plot or characters from BNHA and JJK.

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The last thing Graham Calloway remembers is being shot with the crackle rod by a brain-washed Carmen Sandiego. He wakes up in a hospital, where the Chief of A.C.M.E. lets him know that Carmen is okay. Graham eventually speaks to Carmen himself and they decide to go their separate ways, though the decision is painful for them both. But they aren't apart for long before V.I.L.E. rears its ugly head. Danger once again causes their paths to meet, and Graham and Carmen find that their feelings might run deeper than just friendship. But there's not much time for soul-searching when V.I.L.E. is threatening to steal something more important than money: Their lives. Disclaimer: All rights to Carmen Sandiego (the TV series) and its characters belongs to Netflix.

Just some feeling that ran through my head

"ᵇᵉᵃᵘᵗʸ ʰᵃˢ ᵃ ᵖʳⁱᶜᵉ ᵈᵉᵃʳ..ᵃⁿᵈ ⁱᵗ'ˢ ⁿᵒᵗ ᶜʰᵉᵃᵖ." That's what our lady got, every reason of ecstasy in this great land of god has a price and the payment will be in advance.

BLACK SHEEP is made by the best selling author The king goat His very first book was "i'm back my lil baby" Ever since he's been a powerhouse

It's Valentine's Day and Gray has a surprise for Black Sheep

When you don't have much friends in real life .. So you try to make friends online if you fell in love with them Will they fell in love too ? It hurts sweetheart

They call her "black sheep"-the rebellious one, a name that tastes like wine and gunpowder, born from the echo of a wild bullet that refuses to find a target, choosing instead to pierce only the sky. She is a spark-a wild bullet breaking through the hush of dawn, untamed, unclaimed, refusing the aim of hands that wish to hold her still, a heartbeat that races faster than fear. She blooms where no gardener dares to kneel, a wildflower with roots tangled in rebellion, drinking rain as if it were freedom itself, ignoring fences and neatly kept rows, her petals laughing at the thought of cages. The world hands her a map and a compass, but she tosses them into the river, for She is the journey without a road, a shot fired not to kill but to run-a heartbeat that ricochets through mountains. She knows responsibility is a leash, a rope that strangles the wind in her hair, so she runs with storms instead of clocks, letting sunsets be her only deadline, and the moon is her only ruler. And if you try to hold her, you will find only the scent of rain and the fading hum of a bullet's song, for Anaia is the flower that grows even in the cracks of the prison wall.

Truths from within.

When Koji was forced to take a vacation, he uncovered an old journal in an attic that sent him into an adventure following the detailed love story of Mico and a man called X, eighteen years ago.