Margaux Histoires

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Hunter Truett. He's popular, cool, athletic, and he's even a model. His mom's a singing sensation, and his sister's a movie star. Hunter's a high-school legend. He's the...

Je crois que le titre dis tout.. D'après ce que j'ai vus les Rantbook sont des sortes de journaux intimes mais publique donc c'est plus des journaux tout court mdr :) Co...

Kelan pa ba ginawang laro ang pagibig? Kelan pa ba pinaglaruan ang damdamin ng seryosong babae na walang ibang hinangad kundi ang magmahal at mahalin siya? Lagi nalang n...

"Of all the pretty damsels in the school, why would I take you with me?" He asked moving closer to her with every word he spoke. "I just..." "Yo...

Johnny / Margeux What are you doing here Everywhere I turned Harry was there, lurking in the shadows Johnny please help me

EVERYTIME I ASK YOU IF YOU KNOW ME YOU ALWAYS SAID" AND NOW YOU ASK ME WHO YOU ARE? "

Margaux et Imane se sont rencontrés sur Habbocity. Elles sont vite devenu amies, mais leur amitié a vite dérivé a l'amour. Leur relation se passa extrêmement bien. Jusqu...

Aiah, Margaux Ysnara T. Monteverde is the only daughter of mr. and mrs. Monteverde. They own one of the best companies. Also known, because, for this year they were the...

Never underestimate a girl power. Why? Because girls do better than the stronger boys. Manipulating is one of the girl's treasured traits while they are the boys' weakn...

He is handsome. He is supernatural. He can see the future. Wait! Future? Can you be more specific? YES, future. His future tragic love story, to be exact. He knows how h...

Behind every scar there is an untold story of survival.

Dear Remus Children, I regret to inform you that we will be taking your mother and father. You will never see them again. Be good children and obey the rules that the We...

ONGOING STORY

a fanfiction story which a boy and a girls gets into a fixed marriage.. Where in the boy hates the girl cause of her bratty attitudes and etc. but he doesnt know whats b...

It was late at night, but I couldn't sleep. Screams of terror jolted me awake each time I closed my eyes. Screams of my family and friends, as the Opera Populaire burned...