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Will and Ryan have a pre-trial pow wow.
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Ryan is confronted about his actions. Will he be able to face the consequences?
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just a bunch of random words for a contest
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Ryan gets into some trouble after returning Taylor to her family.
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now that she is in the castle, what will happen next?!
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Will Ryan and Will find Taylor?
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ok. i like to write romances with good or bad endings, doesn't matter. umm.. i prefer to have my protaginist a teenager, but hey you can give me a 69 year old. just give me something good.
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7. Taylor1 / The aroma of yesterday's leftover pasta wafted through the slightly opened patio door. Taylor lifted the handle with a small smile, a redish hue still present on her cheeks.
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The confused teen quietly flipped through endless channels on the small flickering screen while Jane and Thomas fussed over the remaining funeral plans. Thomas had insisted that she 'take it easy' and go watch some mind
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As the class wore on, Syd began to become more and more suspicious about how Alex didn't care about Jay's and her shared detention time. Normally, she would be all up in her buisness, asking what they talked about, how long t
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4. Ryan / Everyone was dressed in their most expensive robes and most flamboyant jewelry for the 'event of the year' as most of the nobles
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in this chapter taylor's home life is examined. plus she hears a special voice!
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a catapilliar / it's hyperventalating / somebody save it!
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"Daddy! Daddy!" the young elf called with tears streaming from her beautiful honey eyes as she ran to catch up with her father's trotting h
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I'm surrounded by my own unsteadyness / as my sanity balances on the edge of a knife1 / the thorns of my subconcious make their move as the
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1 / "Well I see that you have settled into your new throne," said an amused voice with a brittish accent that belonged to a plump man with
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Curiosity eveloped Taylor until she was in a sort of trance. She stepped forward without hesitation onto the vine bridge and made her way over to the staircase. The vines receded more with every step she took twoards the bott
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