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Jules is an orphan, her parents died in a car crash, leaving behind her stepbrother, Mason and herself. They are separated at a yound age and put in different foster homes. Being abused makes her and her bestfriend, Jackson flee from their foster home of 7 years. They sleep in the park and steal to survive. When a deal comes across their way that could change their lives they jump at it. When Jackson doesn't come back she ends up becoming a prisoner. Things get deeper when she is reunited with
*UPDATED* Kaylee Moore is a victim of Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome (PCOS) and after her left ovary erupts, causing serious damage, Doctors tell her she will never have children. But after a night out with the girls, it appears that's not true. Chase Scott has just left his girlfriend of 5 years after she cheated on him, resulting in her becoming pregnant. A night out with the boys didn't really sound like a good idea, until he meets Kaylee. Having think she left early, he contemplates contacting
Hi, I'm Jean and lets just say that I'm not a normal girl like lots of people think I am. I once was a human girl with human problems like being social, having friends, boyfriends, but most important fitting in school was really hard. Until one night when I went on a run and two things attacked me out of no where. That was when my whole world changed dramatically because I became what was known as a hybrid. But the worst thing is that I was part of four kinds of worlds that I felt my body was
Being able to see glimpses of the future Alyssa knows that she and her best friend are supposed to end up together. Obsessed with one of her visions she starts dating Bryce but even though they're meant to be together it didn't turn out how she planned. So when a crazy admirer gets out of hand Alyssa had to break up with him to save them both but after finding out that they're mates will Bryce let her go?
*Some sexual content It started with a letter, written in stupid poetry. Stupid poetry that read me like an open book. It was signed 'Your Friend', like I would know who it was from. And worse, I didn't even recognize the handwriting. Being Heather Gibbs' best friend was like being an awkward, pimple-faced thirteen year old girl all over again. She was overly... well, everything. Overly-gorgeous, and funny, and perfect. And then there was me, with my straw-colored hair and tiny, tiny frame. She