Dark Love

Hey!

This is my new book and I'm super excited about it. I have a lot of plans and ideas and I really hope you guys enjoy this!

Warning: This book will contain mature content (not now) so beware! But if you like it then I guess you'll enjoy.

Do not copy or distribute this in any way. I will get mad because honestly I've worked really hard and to have someone steal my idea really sucks. IT IS PUNISHABLE BY LAW!

Anyways...

I hope you guys enjoy and please vote and comment. It'll be much appreciated, I'll reply to each and every comment, also it's a motivation.

Please do so...okay? Thank you in advance.

Constructive criticism is welcomed with open arms. I like learning and if y'all help me I'll really like that. I'm a tolerant person :)

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Enjoy and thank you for reading this!

Stay cool and fabulous!

Xoxo

~Stephanie

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Chapter One

"Mr Trouble, awake at this time of the morning? Never thought you were a morning person." The fat baker laughed at Todd Daniels' face. Todd rolled his eyes at the fat little man and took a sip at his coffee.

"I've got work old man. Had to wake up at five." Todd groaned.

"I see you're improving young man. I'm proud of you. Your old pa was just like you." the baker said, playfully slapping his face. Todd frowned at the old man and paid for his breakfast.

"Good luck with the cars hey!" The baker called out.

"Thanks!" he responded, "I'm gonna need it." he muttered to himself. He decided to walk to his garage. It was just around the corner.

He had been working with his partner,Gerald for five years. They started the business when they were in college.Todd had always wanted to become a mechanic. It was his dream.

Before he knew it, he was already in the garage, removing his coat and hanging it on the hanger that is glued against the wall of their garage.

"Hello mate." Gerald greeted his partner.

"Hey. Any news?"

"Yeah, we got this car, it's that red one in the corner. Some blondie brought it here this morning."he said, pointing towards a red beat up Porsche. Todd frowned at the car.

"What the-" he said, moving closer to the car.

"She wants it fixed by five pm." he said to his partner.

"Why'd you accept this piece of crap?"Todd asked angrily. Gerald shrugged.

"We need the money man."

"We're not that broke!" Todd yelled.He was infuriated. He didn't like fixing old cars. He personally thought that they gave them a lot of problem and less income.

"Yeah but it's still an income right?"Gerald shrugged. He didn't like arguing with Todd. It was pointless.Todd was a man that didn't like losing or being challenged. It drove him insane. The man was as truculent as one could be.

"What's the damage?"Todd asked,pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Not much, just the motor."

"Do we need to change any parts?"Todd asked a little too loud for Geralds' liking.