J. A. Fabroa
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J. A. Fabroa's Books and Stories
Fame Killed the Queen
Young Adult What happens when you combine a young journalist, two fashionistas an old taxi driver who was once a WWE champion in a murder investigation?
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What does it take to be that chick
The one girl who reigns with glee
Oh, I send my sympathy
Branded bags and high stilettos
Painted face, do your toes
They walk the school grounds
Like they own the place
Oh their life, do they know chaste?
Make-up here, perm your hair
The time has come, show your flare!
Your little black dress, it fits you well
But tell me dear, what cost it entail?
In a world where physical appearance held so much importance. Will a young girl find enlightenment amidst the diamond dusted youth of her generation?
How far will you go? How big a sacrifice must you make? How many pieces of you must you break, in order to rise above everyone else?
Follow Adriana and her quest to shed light unto her idol's death by aid of an unconventional group of people while finding enlightenment about life in the process.
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My Daddy and Uncles
Flying Soul 🦋 “Alina, you will get late for school again” I heard Dad banging on my door.
“Last 10 min” I mumble, but my eyes widen. I was with Uncle Harrison. Did Dad find us?
“Alina…” I opened my eyes, I was in my room and Harrison was looking at me with a warm smile wearing his signature suit.
“I am taking a bath” I yelled.
“Come fast, your breakfast is ready,” Dad said before leaving.
“Good morning” Uncle Harrison came to bed cupping my face he kissed me.
“Good morning” I whispered on his lips.
“When did you bring me here,” I asked.
“You were sleeping,” He said, scooping me in his arms and entering my bathroom.
“This hide and seek is terrible” I sighed.
“But it's fun” He chuckled.
Author Note...
Hello dear Readers,
Meet Alina and her family.
The story of love, care, romance and lots of suspense.. The Bad Boy Had His Reasons
Namira "Kaelyn, do you know how many guys want you?" I asked her. She shook her head, I could see a hint of confusion in her eyes.
"What are you talking about? No guys 'want' me. I'm just plain old me," She mumbled. I shook my head. I tried to grab her hand but she yanked it away.
"Kaelyn, have you not noticed how many guys check you out in the hallways at school? It disgusts me, they look at you as if you are a piece of meat." I started. Butterflies began to erupt in my stomach. "But, I'm not like that. I look at you as if you are a beautiful, smart, and funny girl. You have no idea what you're doing to me,"
Without even knowing what I was doing, I crashed my lips onto hers. I tried forcing all my feelings into the kiss, but none were returned. I instantly regretted the whole talk when she pushed me back.
"I know what you're doing Collins, and I will not be another pawn in your game." She spat. She turned around on her heels and walked away.
I leaned back against the lockers, I was about to punch something. I messed up again. When will I be able to get her to trust me?