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The forest was dark and dense. The droplets from the wet leaves fell onto her dead body, well.. her old body. Maybe she would return to her promised peace. That's what her mother told her. Promised peace. Is this was peace felt like? Turning against your kind?He wish he sunk his claws into the face he hated. The face that turned him into what he wished he never wanted to be. "He's healed!" "You're human again!"... Those were obvious lies. He wasn't healed. He wasn't what he prayed to turn back into. This wasn't Trey, it was a monster. He couldn't get his eyes away from the mirror. He wasn't him, it wasn't his past self. The "antidote" was supposed to make him look human. His appearances seemed human, so why couldn't he feel his soul as one? Criston's tears fell down and dropped onto the cold, tough, granite sink.Authors Note:If you aren't familiar with the name, "Criston." Due to the removal of Robert, (The owner of the OC decided to leave him behind.) I have chosen to replace him with another OC of mine.β¦
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||CLICK FOR FULL SUMMARY||Lorelei was raised in a faction where she was forced to always tell the truth. When she turns 18, that all begins to crumble. She now has a secret - one so big that if it became public knowledge she would be a goner.Will she make it through Dauntless initiation undiscovered? Or will her facade break down as a certain blue eyed man crawls into her inner circle?β¦
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Read my tash plez β₯οΈThis is going to be Brooklynn x y/n story(gender neutral/14 years old/short/kinda quite)-in all other stories y/n is a 'marry sue' or a fboy. So this will be a story for ME, so screw grammar, it's dyslexia time!!-there will be no cursing except for hell and damn-a ridiculous amount of 'bro' and emoticons-1 episode is 1 chapter-try to post every week(it's probably going to be absolute trash)Disclaimer: I own non of these characters, but y/n. they are from the show camp cretaceousβ¦
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