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I wrote this down in my notepad . I quickly got up and turned my head hearing voices behind me . " Did you think you could run , I love to play hide and seek . Would you like to see what I do to them after finding them ? I punish them just like I'm about to do ." He spat out . Please leave me I'm begging you just kill me , death would be better than a life like this . " SHUT UP " He shouted . "Guys lock her up ." He said to his subordinate ." No, please leave me , don't do this , I'm begging you , leave me ! " I shouted with all my might but to blocked ears . I'll never be strong please leave me. I shouted as I exited the room . How I wish I could have amnesia. That way I would be able to e

I complete the sentence and we all share a knowing look. "Shit." (Tada the end. Awn am so thankful to all off yal lovilies for giving me your time and inspiration. Without you they will be no Mrs Xavier. Special thanks to all the commenters. I love you all. Planning to release a new book on September for now I will just complete the ongoing ones. You can follow me on I*******m for more information. Thanks once again. Please proceed to my other book. It's a werewolf novel. BEAUTIFULLY DAMAGED. LOVE YAL. ADIOS.)

It's finally here! Finding Us, formerly known as ‘Crazy About Boys | Finding The One’ when it was originally written on Wattpad, is a New Adult Fiction novel, which is a subgenre of Romance. Since there isn't a New Adult Fiction tag, I'm forced to use the Romance tag. However, there isn't much of a difference, except the aforementioned explains the book better.

I opened Maya's chat first. —“CLARA, CALL ME RIGHT NOW! Maya had texted in all capital letters. DO NOT LOOK AT THE SCHOOL GOSSIP PAGE! JUST CALL ME!” Panic rushed through my veins. I completely ignored her warning and moved my thumb, slipping and tapping the bright I*******m notification bubble instead. The app opened instantly, loading a brand new video posted by the high school gossip page, and a video started playing. It was me, standing there in the purple dress, Sloane's arm swinging forward, the drink splashing across my chest in slow, humiliating detail; the crowd gasped loudly in the background, and the video looped right back to the beginning. The caption read: Trash belongs in the

suggest me, we should create a f******k group or are you going to accompany me on discord app? Because leaving notes in chapters only increases word count and in turn coins. And that only benefits me.

I_pooped (Sophia) GUYS GET YOUR ASSES ONLINE RN! Will_the_devil (Will) GEEZ, LANGUAGE! I_pooped OH PLEASE! YOU DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT TO SAY THAT ANYMORE. I KNOW WHAT KIND OF BOOKS YOU READ THESE DAYS. The_real_prince_charming (Noah) Damn, what?! Will_the_devil Chill! It's just wattpad. I_pooped JuSt wAtTpAd What about the smut you read?

Stay safe! Also, my Instagram account is called write_the_tea! It's up on my Wattpad account- Pelton02 P.s feel free to check out my other stories "Dependent On You" and "A Passion That Was Poison"

Eventually she looked up at me, an underlying tone of fear in her eye as she spoke. “I-I know what y-you are” she said ever so softly that if it weren’t for my enhanced hearing, I would have missed it. “I know what half your soul is”. Heyy guys, I'm so excited to finally make an author's note to kind of introduce myself. My names Tamara and this is my first books that I'm publishing on GoodNovel and I'm very excited. I just wanted to let you all know that you can also find me on wattpad @_xxxtamara_ where I have published more books.

Chuck was surprised, not at the amount of money, but at Scarlett, who he thought was the last person who would ask to borrow money from him. ******************************************************************* Dearest Lovies, Here's another batch of chapters. If you wanna know more about me and would love to check out spoiler on most of my novels, follow my I*******m account @annashannellin

I opened slowly. “Madam, I found this under the coach. I think it is yours.” She told me. She was holding my underpants! I was shocked and equally ashamed. “Thank you.” I told her, took it from her and she went away. I was left wondering whether that was enough for her to suspect anything. =======