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TAKEN

TAKEN

Isabella is claimed looking at the teacher. "I already suggested bunking this class and getting drunk" Lauren complained. "Shut up Lauren" Marissa hissed. Isabella just laughed at the two. They both were childhood best friends and loved each other more than BLOOD related siblings yet they were world apart in their personality. Lauren was a Kick-Ass girl, Always dressed in leather, she feared nothing. She had recently dyed her hair blue that matched her electric blue eyes. Her complexion was super pale. She was model like tall around 5 Feet 9 inches.
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Tee Shirt

Tee Shirt

"Peyton, give me the tickets ... they're in your purse," Theo said when Max asked him about the gate number. "What? No, they're not," Peyton unzipped her bag and rummaged into it. "Yeah, I put the envelope inside your bag before we left," he insisted. Max had Hazel on hold on the phone waiting for the gate number, "Is there a problem?" Theo was watching as Peyton searched for it in her small Louis Vuitton bag.
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Tug of War

Tug of War

"The more you pull away from me, the more determined I'm to pull you towards me." "How flattering." She grimaced. "The little boy wants to play tug of war with me." "I don't understand you!" He suddenly burst out. "I'm already offering you something you won't get from anyone and probably you won't have for the rest of your life but still have to guts to turn it down, to turn me down." "Now that's exactly why I don't want to accept your offer." She snapped back. "You're so full of yourself. You think everyone's willing to bow down in front of you and kiss your shiny shoes in worship. You're so pathetic."
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S** Tape

S** Tape

He stepped out with a smug expression and walked up without a word, holding out a small black zippered pouch. Vivi blinked at it. “What is this?” Wes looked far too pleased with himself. “Open it.” Inside were small, strange pots—sterile containers, a spatula, packets she didn’t want to look too closely at. Her stomach dropped. “There are instructions,” Wes said lazily. “Read them later.” Then he casually added, “Since you’re infertile, you might as well collect Maddox’s cum for someone who can actually use it.” Celeste?
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Cheryl
Stumbled across this little gem of a book. Great read so far, dying to see how this all plays out… updates a couple chapters everyday too! One chapter a day update books kill me even if I’m super into the story I get really frustrated. Always satisfied for the day after reading the chapters you post
Alana Raynott
your skills are amazing you are gifted I must say the way you portrayed the character it was really hard to put the book down I read it in one gothank you for this masterpiece.i loved simo and felicity everything was perfect.i know it sounds weird but I think I'llbe happy if nimo and Soleil are mate
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Born To Fight

Born To Fight

He knelt as he removed the backpack from his back and raised with both hands. "Let me explain it in full details for you. This bag is a high class space tech product of the VX company; the VX424 edition. It has a spatial dimension of breadth of four metres; height of two metres and length of four metres. Impressive right? But that's not all....." *bang* A gun resounded from afar. Jim saw the tiger dodge the bullet that went straight for its face. Or rather, he saw a blurry movement and when he could see the tiger properly again, it was still fine, save for the angry look on its face.
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You're the pain, You're the cure

You're the pain, You're the cure

Gala interrogated Mahira was getting an ominous feeling out of all this, she looked at Tazz, who sat quiet and looked busy on his phone, his face displaying no emotion at all, Mahira, who was confident till now, suddenly felt unnerved with the heavy atmosphere “Is anything wrong Mrs. Gala? she asked nervously Mrs. Gala held a pink cloth bag with cartoon characters on it which held some stuff in it “Does this bag belong to you?” Mahira looked at the bag, it was one of Tama’s toy bags which Mahira had once bought to office with her when she wanted to carry some spare stuff. Mahira looked at Tazz before replying, “yes it is,” “Well, so it means that this belongs to you too.. right?”
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Sharon F.
This was a real good read in a long time! The author of the novel has thought thru the storyline like a movie being played, the characters could be visualized easily and the transition was so flawless. The story was so intriguing that it got me complete the novel in just 2 days😀😍. A musttttt read!
Gurpreet K Sodhi
You’re the pain,You’re the cure ! Well it definitely means what the Title says.Beautifully penned and gives me goose bumps at times. I can visualise the entire episode. It really is very intriguing ! Way to go Twinkle Talwar you are an amazingly thoughtful writer I want to read more coming from you.
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The book 'Bags' is a lesser-known gem, and I stumbled upon it during one of my deep dives into indie bookstores. The author is Sherwood Anderson, who's more famous for his short story collection 'Winesburg, Ohio.' 'Bags' is a quirky, almost surreal exploration of human connection, and Anderson's prose has this raw, unfiltered quality that makes it feel like you're overhearing someone's private thoughts. I love how he captures the mundane and turns it into something poetic—like the way he describes the weight of everyday objects in a bag as metaphors for emotional burdens.

If you're into experimental or early 20th-century literature, 'Bags' is worth tracking down. It's not his most popular work, but that’s part of the charm. Anderson’s writing style here feels like a bridge between realism and modernism, and there’s something deeply personal about how he handles themes of isolation. I’d pair it with his other obscure works like 'Marching Men' for a full dive into his lesser-discussed genius.

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