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𝐔𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 ��𝐁𝐄 | 𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐎 𝐁𝐀𝐋𝐋 на thaaprettiestt
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IN WHICH: She gave him everything-love, loyalty, a family. But when she discovers his betrayal, she doesn't walk away. She takes her shot. What happens when the girl who once had his back decides to take him down?
𝐌𝐎𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓 | JJK 🏁 на -kimtaesan
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★ In which a curious mechanic sneaks into an illegal racing club, only to be caught by their #1 driver. ★ 「 ROMCOM • DRAMA • ACTION 」 - SET IN WESTSIDE L.A, 2006. 🏁 #1 in Jeonjungkook, Beyondthescenes & many more. Love you Gatti girlies 💚🖤 ⚠️ ALL RACES ARE WELCOME HERE, JUST DON'T USE THE N-WORD IF YOU'RE NOT BLACK. DO NOT PLAGIARIZE, RENOVATE, ADAPT OR SPOIL! ⚠️ © -kimtaesan ☆
Chino Hills Hoodrat на elibabyy
elibabyy
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"Whatever bro, you just a hoodrat anyway." 𝙖 𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙚𝙡𝙤 𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙖𝙣𝙛𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣
ℕ𝕆 𝔾𝕆𝕆𝔻|Outer Banks на xx_genesisxx
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"𝐹𝑢𝑐𝑘 𝑦𝑜𝑢." "𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑖𝑠𝑒?" 𝑗𝑗𝑥𝑓𝑒𝑚!𝑜𝑐
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Lighter Shade of Brown (Urban Fiction) BWHM на Literary_Spirit
Literary_Spirit
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It was the summer of '93, and the weather was almost hotter than the location. But then again, what could be hotter than hell? The Ninth! Some would assume that the steam which rose from the broken sidewalks in front of the brick apartment building justified the neighbor hood's nickname, the Ninth Circle of Hell. The heat wave however, had nothing to do with why people associated Messalina projects with Dante's Inferno. No, that honor went to the infestation of dealers, crack heads, boosters, and hoes. Dope boys handled their business like it was legal, and everyone learned to look the other way. If they didn't learn, then they never got the chance to look again. Life in the ninth operated by the code of the wild, predators ate and prey got eaten. The drug dealers sat on the top of chain. Boosters, strippers and hoes fell somewhere in the middle, while the crack heads and the civilians clung to the last wrung. Everyone knew their assigned roles and no one ever deviated from the script. Cleopatra James, an unremarkable thirteen year old girl, understood better than anyone, her dictated place in the procession. But that didn't mean she accepted the role she'd been given to play.