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Shards From Other Stars
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Aldith Bleu, daughter of Ainsley and Caelan Bleu—the Queen and King—wished for nothing more than a single guard or none, she preferred none with the freedom to travel all of Radae Isles—the North, Central, South and West regions. She wasn't locked up or anything, she could do all that if she just said—she just didn't like the numerous gaurds to accompany her because it seemed one wouldn't be safe enough. They weren't. Wylie Quill however seemed like the perfect candidate in the Queen's eyes, for her daughter's protection. Wylie Quill wasn't a royal or an average thief, she was a fire witch with pretty impressive enchantment skills through musical instruments—a musical witch/thief that hadn't be been caught until she tried ambushed the wrong carriage. Now, they're stuck together. As much as they're love to have eachother six foot under, they need eachother—one to travel freely and as safely as it came, for her parents sake—the other was to stay alive, she didn't mind the traveling either with food and money provided.
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Shadow Under the Starlight
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Isla wished for nothing more than another chance with her love, when all had been robbed too soon. When given the chance at twenty five as her only chance of reincarnation, she shook hands with death accepting the cruel fate accompanied by lonely centuries of pain, regret and yearning. Reincarnated at last after more that a hundred and twenty years, she found her. Living in the present seemed not as hard for Isla. Isla a Grim reaper now, spends her nights killing evil spirits along her ghost companion, while in daytime escorting souls to the afterlife ㅡ Caught in fate's web of twists, her soulmate's reincarnation turns out to not have had such a normal life after all. Strangely enough Isla finds herself living again, even as a grim reaper. It is however not always sunshine and rainbows, as reliving the past & facing future is too much weight ㅡ mostly if you are the only one that remembers it all.
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Within Our Walls | COMPLETED
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Escaping life is one thing to dream of and another to place in successful motion. For twenty seven year old tech personnel, Sol. Utilizing the old storage room as their way to escape co-workers and sometimes work all together, on horrible days — when hiding away at home isn’t good enough. It helps keep their sanity intact — the solitude. But maybe sometimes it just needs a bit of company — persistent company to light it up a little.
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The Lady Loving Women | COMPLETED
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Liking someone isn't exactly a horrible thing. Well, unless it happens to be with someone who your first impression was not quite the best ㅡ Not a problem, right? a mature conversation and the misunderstanding would be dealt with, erased with a new chapter beginning. Not with two hotheads, one much more annoying and taking it to extreme highs. Maybe ㅡ Just maybe, along the way, childish banter, petty remarks and glares involved ㅡ someone might have just stumbled down the stairs ㅡ of love, of course.
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Beyond Time
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She wasn’t going to watch as they thrived — fed off their misfortune. She wasn’t going to let them win, she would exact the same pain on them. Even if she had to do it alone. Deni is back to flip the Boti’s tribe upside down for everything—everyone—she lost that day. Blood can only be paid with massive blood shed. (Book 2 of Out of this world duologue - last book. please read Out of this world — this means war first)
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All that is skin-deep
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All her life she never felt like she ever belonged, well not until she transitioned—it felt thriving, freeing and truly her. But being a black trans woman in a conservative African country, a neighborhood at best on bringing her down and a sorry excuse of a friend group. Her mental health couldn’t downgrade any more nor could the constant rumors or prayers her ‘Loving’ father forced upon her behind her mother’s back. Her mother had enough of her sorry excuse of an ex husband treating her daughter like shit for being herself. The thought didn’t pass their minds twice not did they rethought it as they packed their bags, moved to England in the United Kingdom. Opening up a small pastry shop— Tiny treats—in town, business bloomed. And Petra being offered a full paid scholarship at a local university, could not have made her mother’s decision any more ‘the best plan of all time’ that it had already been. Yet during her sophomore year at university, a new face pops up among the usual faces she is used to by now. A Russian computer engineering major that could most possible pass for a famous model. Different and intriguing mostly luring Petronella into a different world, giving her a fondness of love—being loved. She had never been loved by anyone more less a girl and it scared her—mostly because she fell too.
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Dancing In The Grey | COMPLETED
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Ivet grew up in the streets while trying to survive she started pickpocketing. An ‘accidental’ shoulder bump or slight touch to no touch at all, she was walking away with a stranger’s wallet. Dump it the nearest trash can, empty of course, then she had herself covered for a day or two — it depended on the rich prick she stole from. Similarly to all her days, same route different victim yet it didn’t go according to plan. Steal then toss. Stole she had but the rich prick—ma’am—wasn’t naive nor ordinary. A attempt to steal the lady’s purse lead to Ivet landing a job and a roof over her head, rooming with a very secretive rommie. A wardrobe lacking colour, late nights out and a too experienced fighting ‘reflex’ for a basic bookstore owner.
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Effeminate: Being Cared For | COMPLETED
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Beauty lays not only within the radiant, outstanding or perfect. It is beautiful, every soul has agreed upon it. But beauty, true beauty lays in the mess, the phase a person tries to figure all of it out--the messy thoughts, the crowded ones. The ones that make you stay up, the not so perfect you. The struggle, the pain--everything in between, along or within the lines. Strength to keep going. Sadly, not everyone sees it--a mess, is a mess you are to them. Just not that one person. Never the person that helped back on ideology concept of beauty is in everyone. Imagination is everything but it is not always a dream. It had been for Sheen Aetos all until Avra Dupont showed up to the support group one Sunday. Her walking into her life wasn't a trick of her imagination--it wasn't a dream.
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Project Delusion | COMPLETE
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Escaping reality is something we all wish to do. Take a break not exactly die-but fondness exceeds just being fond-it gets dangerous. A delusion. Imaginary world's, a life you have not lived—wish to—but you have not.
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It Never Comes Easy
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Being successful, thriving in one’s career path is always something everyone longs. Actors, singers, directors get recognition for each piece they master into perfection. But never the writer for their script, lyrics or the perfect imagination gifted to readers as they explore the wonders of a perfectly written book. Not for them, definitely not her. Rue Muse.
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