Thanks for the heart < xxx3 ! I hope you enjoyed my book :) Even though I'm still new to this stuff. :D

Thanks for the heart! Hope you enjoyed my books!
xoxo
Marie

Thank-you soooo much for the heart on my book! its the first time ive shown anyone my work! glad you liked it:)
XxX Maddi

Thanks for the heart on Chase! I will keep you updated when each chapter is added!
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Marie

hey just stopping by to thank you for adding truth or dare to your favourites but also to let you know that i have added so more pages to the book. :)

THanks for the comment on radical lovers! :)

Thanks for the heart. I'll have the next chapter up sometime next week so keep checking back. Also follow me on Tumblr where you can get sneak peaks at chapters pictures and more.
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Just thought that I would let you know I updated "What About Hating Each Other?"! I hope you like it! Thanks for reading(:

okay my best friend created my profile and thought it would be funny if i was older than i am soo and i am now noticing that it says i am 23 years old?!????????? i in reality am 15 years old! how does one change this?????? help!!!!!!!!!!!

If you don't stand for something, you'll fall for anything. Everyone has an Angel. A Guardian who watches over us. We can't know what form they'll take One day, Old man, Next day, Little girl. But don't let appearances fool you, They can be as fierce as any dragon. Yet they're not here to fight our battles. But to whisper from our hearts. Reminding that it's us. Its everyone of us who holds power over the world we create. You can deny angels exist, Convince ourselves they can't be real. But they show up anyway, at strange places and at strange times. They can speak through any character we can imagine. They'll shout through demons if they have to. Daring us, challenging us to fight. Who honors those we love with the very life we live? Who sends monsters to kill us, and at the same time sings that we'll never die? Who teaches us what's real, and how to laugh at lies? Who decides why we live, and what we'll die to defend? Who chains us, and who holds the key to set us free? And finally. This question. The mystery of whose story it will be, of who draws the curtain. Who is it that chooses our steps in a dance? Who drives us mad, flashes us with whips, crowns us with victory when we survive the impossible? Who is it that tells all these things? It's like we talked about,you control this world.Let the pain go,let the hurt go,let the guilt go.What you are imagining right now,that world you control.That place can be as real as any pain.