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		<description>The original writings of author Delana</description>
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			<title>Nothing Is What It Seems.</title>
			<description>Trey walked in and saw us sittign on the ground together, Landen looked up at Trey and opened his mouth.&quot;Hey, brother.&quot; he said, trying his hardest to stand up.&quot;Y'all alright in here?&quot; Trey asked, helping me and Landen up.Not really, I thought.&quot;Were fine.&quot; I replied, answering for Landen.&quot;..</description>
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			<title>&quot;...Vos Operor Non Animadverto Incompertus.&quot;</title>
			<description>I crept through the livingroom with my tennis shoes on, trying to remain as silent as possible. Dad was asleep on the couch, if I woke him up I knew what that meant. I slowly opened the front door, and walked out. He didn't care where I went, as long as I was out of his hair. Today was my birhtday a..</description>
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			<title>The Beginning.</title>
			<description>He pulled into the gravel&amp;nbsp;driveway, slowly. It was&amp;nbsp;2:37 in the morning. The whole neighbourhood was sleeping. And my dad was just now getting home from the bar. I ran up the stairs to my bedrrom, and turned off the lights. And as the routine usually goes I got a text on my cell phone. The ..</description>
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			<title>A Million Tears.</title>
			<description>Kerensa Free Stone is your normal teenage girl..or,well,thats at least what everyone thinks..Secrets are revealed when Kerensa gets too close to someone,and they start finding out the truth about her.</description>
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			<title>Complications. [[Mykal's Point of View]]</title>
			<description>Running through the forest, I tried to put together what had just happened last night. I don't understand it. I got so close to killing that girl! Then...it happened! WITH A HUMAN! Why a human?! I use humans for...food. And...fun. It was just a coincidence. It didn't really happen. It was just all i..</description>
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			<title>&quot;I can't...&quot;</title>
			<description>Last night I helped Alina and Angel home. Angel first, then Alina. I made sure Alina was safe. The next day passed by quickly. Next thing I knew, I was standing beside Alina where we were the night before, alone. In our place. Standign i nthe field together we could see the full moon shining brightl..</description>
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			<title>Mykal.</title>
			<description>The club was mesmerizing with colors of all sorts. To them, the humans, the colors were purple, green, red, blue, and yellow, but to me I saw beyond that. I saw the light that makes the colors the colors they truely are. They flashed everywhere, and when they flashed on Alina, well...that was what w..</description>
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			<title>Meet Angel.</title>
			<description>I stood there, staring at the ground. I ignored her thoughts, wondering what her next words would be...Then she spoke.&quot;...That's okay with me, Asher.&quot; she said calmly. Relief rushed through my body. She was telling the truth, I could tell by the way she spoke, and the way her heartbeat kept it's pac..</description>
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			<title>Regrets.</title>
			<description>I sat in the drivers seat, staring out the window, not really paying attention to the roads, I had the roads memorized into my brain. In the passenger sear, Alina sat still and calm. I could feel the&amp;nbsp;hot heat&amp;nbsp;on my cheeks coming from the air vents i nthe car. Alina looked to be freezing.....</description>
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			<title>So Stubborn!</title>
			<description>When I heard Alina coming around to the front yard, I met her half way. She threw her arms into the air, looking at me.&quot;What the heck was that, Asher?!&quot; she yelled in a whisper, storming towards me.&quot;What was what?&quot; I asked, pretending not to know what was going on, while I looked at what she was..</description>
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			<title>Oops...</title>
			<description>I raced down the grassy plain to Alina's house, where I knew she'd be sleeping. It was a hair past 6 in the morning. I hope she don't freak out or anything on me.As I got to Alina's house, I had to hold my breath, I could already smell her. I jumped onto the window panel, on the second story, and ..</description>
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			<title>A New Beginning.</title>
			<description>I roamed through the woods of Everett, Washington, looking for...answers. Answers to why things are the way they are. Passing trees, bushes, climbing mountains in an instant, gazing down at the small town below me, just looking...But what I was looking for wouldn't be anywhere in the woods. What I w..</description>
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			<title>&quot;I hate to do this...&quot;</title>
			<description>I could smell her scent, over all the fire, coming from the home ec room. When I got to the room everything was blazed in fire. I'm guessing this is where it all started. I spotted Alina laying on the floor, face down, coughing. I jumped over the fire that was in my way and made it to her. I scooped..</description>
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			<title>Fire Alarm.</title>
			<description>I dreaded the next day at school, I knew I would have to face her again. I took my place next to her during Anatomy class. I hate having assigned seats, I used to be able to sit by myself during this class, but nope, not any more. I tried not to look at her at all during the class, but her thoughts ..</description>
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			<title>Her Blood.</title>
			<description>The next day at school was horrifying. I wasn't sure if I'd be able to resist the temptation, so I held my breath. Waiting for the bell to ring. I tapped my fingers on the edge of my desk, watching the clock with intense eyes. &quot;COME ON. COME ON.&quot; I thought to myself over and over again.&quot;Chill Asher...</description>
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			<title>Sentenced To A Life Of Misery.</title>
			<description>The beginning. Asher Light is at school, in the cafeteria, thinking to himself.</description>
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			<title>Immortal Passion</title>
			<description>Asher thought it would be easy living among humans.Until he meets someone that causes him to think twice.But will this person be vital in his life?Or is the person just more trouble for Asher?</description>
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