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Top Ten Summer Reads
As the summer draws on, what better way to spend a day in the sun than at the beach all curled up on the sand with your favorite book? Lucky for you, Neopia has a wide assortment of perfect books that are perfect for getting you in the summer mood. If you’re just itching for something new to read, then these ten summer books are perfect for the season!
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A Stealthy Shoyru's Mission Deep within the mountains of Shenkuu, a tiny temple rested carved into the side of one of the highest peaks. The chipped gray paint of the walls and the torn red banner that waved aimlessly gave the impression that this particular temple was most likely abandoned long ago. However, to think that this tiny building nestled deep within the mountain was devoid of any company was incorrect.
by sassyxsandra |
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A Trip to the Tomb It was a cold summer night, all the people on Mystery Island had gone to bed. There were but two people awake on the island, an old Nimmo keeping an eye on the Rock Pool, and the Island Mystic. Or so they thought.
by aprildewdrops |
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Fast Guide to the Turtum Avatar This guide is all about earning that elusive Turtum avatar from Ultimate Bulls-Eye II! Much like the game itself, this guide is short and sweet. It’s designed to help you earn the avatar in no time at all and quite painlessly too!
by return_of_weatherbee |
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Janet and Jane: The Case of the Targeted Heiress: Part One How long could it possibly take for Natia to finish a game of Dice-a-Roo? She must have really liked that game to play it for thirty minutes straight. I could barely play it for thirty seconds. Just rolling dice was too simple for me. It requires no skill at all. I rather preferred puzzles. Which was precisely why Jane, Natia, and I were here.
by chasing_stars44 |
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Arthur: A Weapon's Tale: Part Four By the ninth day, Arthur was weak and incredibly sore. His dreary eyes glanced quickly at the bruises and blisters that covered his feet. As Art staggered, he fell fast onto the cold ground. The fog in the forest surrounded his rigid body, and he fought to strain his head up. Art could see the flicker of some gold up ahead, and he slowly heaved his body forward, lacking the strength to stand back up.Also by surath
by trubiekatie |
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