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Previously on.... “We better get going unless we both want to end up in prison.” I followed Maddies lead and grabbed my skateboard. We headed back to her motorcycle and drove off. “What happens if we get caught?” I asked fearfully “That's the thing Blake, We won't get caught.” She smiled, Maddie was so sweet yet she had a strange personality. We drove to my house. I still had to clear things up with my mom, I had this secret room behind my mirror. It was cozy and secret enough that I could talk to mom there. As I walked in the door m...
Chapter One The guy on the news talked about the recent fires being started in the next town over. “We are very sorry for the inconvenience caused by the fires, as we are still trying to catch this pyromaniac.” Yeah right. That’s what they said the night before and the night before that. They promise they will catch the guy soon, yet he hasn’t been caught and yet the fires are still being set. “We should have the pyromaniac caught by the end of next week. If not.. Well, expect to be on full lockdown. Things could get messy.” I sighed...
 I walked up to the water. As I looked down I saw a book, an old book at that. Its pages were burnt but not wet. I picked it up and read “The Book Of Malikiki”. My father popped up behind me. I was scared so I dropped the book back into the water. It was taken by the waters and I never saw it again. Fast forward 7 years. “ Good Morning class! Today we will be learning about “The Book of Malikiki” On the teachers board there was a picture. I looked at the picture confused. It was familiar. I shrugged it off and thought nothing of i...
I woke up trying to figure out where I was. It looked like my house but it couldn't be. I was just in the CIA HQ. How could I be home? Could it all just have been a dream. No, I felt it! It had to be real! No it has to be a dream. There's no other explanation! Owen time for school his mother said. Wait Owen had heard that before He heard that the day he was recruited for CIA. Could he be reliving that day again? Could he change this day so he wouldn't have ever gotten into the CIA? I would like that. I regretted that decision! I wish it neve...
PrologueBreathing fast, the young girl ran as fast as she could through the trees out onto the pier followed by her best friend Margaret. She stopped at the edge of the pier. She waited and waited as her best friend finally got there. “Ready?” The girl asked. “Yes, I've been waiting a long time for this.” The young girl jumped in, then Margret. Two minutes later an older woman about the age of thirty two ran out of the trees. “ Emily! Emily!” She cried. She stopped at the pier. Only to see the most beautiful thing ever. She tried to tel...
Book 1 This is the game of existing. This is a game where only heroes learn how to exist and stay existing. If you fail you will return to a normal life with no powers and will forget everything you did during training. Playing the game of existence is: Grace, Devon, Maya, And Kyle. Grace, please enter the room. I'm Grace. And I'm a royal. But please don't treat me like a royal. Treat me like I'm a normal kid. Next we have Devon! Hi i'm Devon. I hope we can be friends. My power is Strength. I have stopped a car from hitting a...
March 14, 2022 Thursday 11:05 Dear Diary, Today is the first day of middle school! I'm really excited. Even though there's going to be bullies and cute boys that want nothing to do with me. But I have a secret that you'll find out. Until next time. P.S.I'm scared! I was finally at school! Well I might as well get some friends. I walked to my locker to see a girl standing right next to one that had my name on it. I politely asked her what her name was. She shoved me out of the way and said go away. So I lightly squeezed past her to my loc...
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