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"Ladies and gentlemen,welcome to the 73rd Hunger Games."Enyo Raeken was no stranger to physical pain; in fact, she was strangely quite fond of it. The way her muscle fibers ached and burned like fire as she struggled to get that final rep in. The searing sting of a blade impaling her thigh. The throbbing in her face after a punch. She welcomed the pain. It made her feel alive. It made her fight back even harder. She was trained to fight like a victor, after all. Do what is necessary to win-at all costs. Physical pain was all a part of the job. She was accustomed to it.However, nobody warned her about the absolute agony emotional pain brought.And how it could, quite possibly, be her undoing.• The Hunger Games fan-fic/Cato Hadley fan-fic •DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN THE HUNGER GAMES AND IT'S CHARACTERS. ALL RIGHTS GO TO SUZANNE COLLINS.…

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The year is 2271. The United Territories of America is in a state of turmoil under the ELITES government, and citizens fear a civil war is brewing. With the rebels growing stronger each day, the ELITES begin working on a top secret experiment that may just be the key to winning the war before it even begins.Eva Grace Peyton, famous for her prestigious dead parents and their undying loyalty to the ELITES, was a top student at Canyon Ridge School for Girls until she is invited to transfer to Tutwiler Academy, the top ELITIST school in the nation and her dead parents' alma mater. Everything seems perfect. Her dream of living up to her parents' legacy was finally going to come true. Only, things at Tutwiler Academy aren't as perfect as they seem, and when the ELITES plans involving Eva become clear and her parents' dark secrets come to light, Eva Grace Peyton is no longer sure who's side she should be on anymore. | BOOK ONE IN THE PEYTON LEGACY SERIES |…

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The town of Shady River hasn't had a serial killer since Mrs. Florence Benton, the town's resident gossiper, was in her twenties, which was a long time ago. All of the cases of the Dark Reaper went unsolved back in the eighties and were never addressed again. All of Shady River's residents just wanted to forget the years where everyone's heart filled with terror when they strayed outside the locked doors of their homes. The years when the men would keep their wives close, and their pistols closer. The years when twenty fell dead at the hands of the Dark Reaper. That was thirty-five years ago. Now, when everyone has forgotten about the past and is finally ready to move on, the Dark Reaper resurfaces with brand new targets, all of them teenagers. The only difference is this time, the killer is giving one young lady the chance to solve the case. Who would've guessed that the captain of the cheerleading team at Shady River High School would be the one responsible for the survival or death of her classmates and possibly the future of her town? Certainly not Calamity Taylor.…

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My mother claims that her grandmother could remember a time when the earth wasn't a scorching desert and a complete wasteland. It apparently used to have amazing oceans and millions of beautiful acres of nature. Now, however, where the ocean used to be sits a never ending desert wasteland scattered with endless amounts of garbage and useless treasures.Within this ocean desert lives Nyssa Travers, a twenty year old woman going through the same daily routine in her quaint village. Her life wasn't glamorous, quite boring actually, but that was fine with her as long as her family was alive and well. She was at peace with her life and came to terms with the circumstances in it a long time ago. Everything changes, however, when one day a member of ALLICO-a scientific corporation that strives to make the world better-arrive, recruiting for their large corporation. Suddenly, things aren't as peaceful as they once were.…

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"𝐈 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬,𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐈 𝐬𝐞𝐞.𝐁𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐦𝐞."- Nikita Gill -[ cursed | weeping monk/lancelot fanfic ]…

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In which I, whippedcreaming, give you (and myself) writing advice because let's face it, we all need help.…