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Chapter SixA Chapter by Rayne~Drop.Seth's POV of things... |
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Chapter NineA Chapter by Rayne~Drop.Alice and Bree go to find Desdemona...Hitting one more deer then necessary in the process. |
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Chapter EightA Chapter by Rayne~Drop.Bree finally remembers a certain kitty, and an insane new character is met...Hold on, why does she have a baseball bat? |
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Chapter SevenA Chapter by Rayne~Drop.Bree wakes up, Skyla's knocked out, Seth's takes advantage of Bree, and--- Wait, what? |
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Rebel AngelA Poem by ChelseaAn angel from heaven, rebelled. Now a rival of him. |
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Chapter TenA Chapter by Rayne~Drop.Abuse of my characters, breaking down walls, and a "Dark" Roxas. |
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The MirrorA Book by Allan PiersonI am Allan Pierson, and I... am demon hunted. Well, I'm being hunted by a demon. This is a chronicling. This is an epic poem. This is a battle between.. |
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Chapter TwelveA Chapter by Rayne~Drop.More flashbacks, memories of blood shed, threats from Alice, and Bree finally gets a clue. |
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An Angel's Work is Never Done.A Story by Gemma ElizabethJust a random idea that came into my head .... |
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Chapter TwoA Chapter by ReallynLChapter Two of A Rosebud in Resin |
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Chapter OneA Chapter by ReallynLChapter one of A Rosebud in Resin |
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A Rosebud in ResinA Book by ReallynLTasha Florence had always believed that God does not roll dice. But almost everything that happened to him seems to be always bad. |
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Chapter ThreeA Chapter by ReallynLChapter three of A rosebud in Resin |
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Figment of The ImaginationA Story by ParrishI've gone crazy. I have a figment of my imagination following me around, telling me he's my Prince Charming. It started out like daydreams...but now.... |
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Lesson 3: Ghost must keep fighting inner demonsA Poem by Jakub PajerPlease read Part 1 and Part 2 first.-------------------------------------------------Obsessive lessonsforbidden wordsNight is a childlost son of chaos.. |
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New BeginningsA Chapter by SomerSunshine"Well miss..." Barbara trailed, making my heart jump into a sprint, and by the way she was speaking, the slow, uneven pace of her voice was most defin.. |
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InamorataA Poem by AllisonUpon the evening of a blighted summer My feet paced along the streets of the city. Of wondering not, only finding the way to my lover. Of elegance,.. |
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