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A SICK LITTLE SARCASTIC BLOOMING FLOWER OF LOVE, REVENGE, AND EVERYTHING IN BETWEEN. |
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As she swings a baseball bat through my jaw, she tells me that she’ll miss me. As she ties me up and straps nitroglycerin to my chest, she tells me that she loves me. And now, when everything has come to an end, at the pinnacle of her beautiful revenge, I find myself absolutely, irrevocably, and totally without a doubt, in love with her. A Note from the author: Thank you, Thank you, Thank you dearly to all those who are kind enough to give me a hard core, heart felt review. I would be willing to pay a good editor a lot of GPs, or what ever, to help me out along the way with this, just throwing it out there. It's people like you that make people like me a little closer to being able to call themselves writers. thanks again. ~ Charlie WARNING: If you like nice, fluffy, cute, sweet stories, you probably won't like this. |
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#18. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: FOURTH STREET AND LOCKET LANE
ID #736315 entered on October 10, 2011 at 5:01am |