The Assassin and the Gang✔️

A/N

Well ya'll we did it. We finished reading (and for me writing) the book. This is it. The ending.
A few things I wanna mention
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THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING!
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR VOTES!
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR COMMENTS!
AND THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR LOVE AND SUPPORT <33333
IT MEANS THE WORLD TO ME!
I'm so proud of all of us for coming this far.

Now that that's out of the way~
I'm going to be editing a lot of it, like a lot, but I'm going to take a brake first. So I'm really sorry if your comment disappears, it's because of the editing.

The fact that my characters mental health has been doing gradually better while mine is doing gradually worse is just-

Now let me make some thingys clear~
There is nothing wrong with wearing make up, the reason why I represented it as if it is, is because Kelly had been hiding not just her abuse under it but also her insecurities, and no matter how much make up in the world you put on your face, you won't get less insecure unless you love yourself for who you are. And I wanted to show that with Kelly.

The reason Steel was tortured for that long and that gruesomely is because he's a fucking rapist, sex trafficker, and a piece of shit son. Over all he's a shitty person and I have no regrets with the way he died.

Speaking of Steel, the entire point of the book is here:
I was reading mafia and gang stories with the badass female and hot male love intrest as one does, when I really started to get sick of the fact that all of the shitty things he did are just excused because he's hot and has a dick. I don't agree, and think that he should either grovel for forgiveness, or that you just shouldn't date a bad person. So I made this anti cliche for that purpose.

Some obvious things that happened that I'm going to point out to you just in case~
The first scene with Steel was in a warehouse, and it's the same warehouse as the one where the fight happened and he shot his own mother.
And that's the only thing I can think of for now-

Now for the sake of nostalgia, here's a pic of my first few reads and votes and followers-

Lastly- THANK YOU ONCE AGAIN
oh and don't forget to vote and comment!
Lots of loveeeeeee from meeeeeee❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

Enjoy me ranting about SteEl-

HONESTLY YOU BITCH ASS MOTHER FUCKER I DONT KNOW WHY I INVENTED YOU CUZ NOW I WANNA KILL SOMEONE FROM MY OWN IMAGINATION.
FIRST OF ALL YOU'RE A SHITTY SON AND YOUR MOTHER DESERVED BETTER THAN TO BE SHOT BY HER OWN SON YOU FLOBBER WORM STINKY ASSHOLE.
I WANT TO CUT OUT YOUR INTESTINES AND HANG YOU BY THE NEK WITH THEM YOU TINY DICK BASTERDddddd-

*2 hours later*
*me still ranting about how much I hate someone I made up*
*my own mind shaking its head at me thinking that I'm truly stupid even though my mind is the one doing all this and making me mentally ill-*

Luv ya'll so much <33333

PS.

I'm writing the next book already cuz I'm mentally ill and can't catch a break. Here's a sneak peek:

SAVAGE SOCIETY

sav·age -

noun - a brutal or vicious person.Elise wasn't ashamed to admit she liked the thrill of the kill. The chase, the hunt, the screams, the pretty blood coating her skin. She was a utter and complete chaotic savage. ❝ Your hands are scarred from murder, and yet I trust them completely... ❞Enter: hot partner in crime, the new stripper boy, and the cop she's running from. All different men that just couldn't stay away.Wreaking havoc together was much more fun anyways...❝ Loving any of us is a death sentence isn't it? ❞The past is hard to outrun, no matter how fast you sprinted. With a knife in her hand, a gun in the other, glitter in her hair, and her men at her back, she was power. And she was ready to destroy what had destroyed her. ❝ touch her, and I'll break your neck ❞