anti /ˈanti/ INFORMAL preposition opposed to; against. "I'm anti to her presence" adjective opposed. "Los Santo are anti to her being here" noun a person opposed to a particular policy, activity, or idea. "the threat to Her from the antis is a serious one"

He crashed through the door like it wasn't there. She heard the ringing of gunfire. In fact, she always heard ringing of gunfire; the perks of moving to England she expected. But she never would have guessed that Thomas Shelby would be rushing in her apartment. Wide-eyed, blood splattered face, already barking orders.

This isn't a story about John Wick, but a young girl who lives the same fate as him. Lilith Lukashevich was taken by The Director. Trained her to be the best assassin there is. There was John Wick who was called the Boogeyman, but Lilith was a name that spoke for itself. No matter what religion you believe in, Lilith will always be the creature of the night. One who won't obey, one who is the devil herself.

"baby can we please make love on a mattress full of hundreds" ♡♡♡ dedicated to our baby Tupac Shakur published nov. 25, 2019 cover by me & all of the ideas

'Me haces sentir como un niño otra vez." On My Block Season Two.

You meet John in an unconventional way.

❝I understand..but why is it that someone with such a beautiful heart prays for it to stop beating?...❞ A girl who's ridiculed with night terrors, A boy who's suicidal, Different yet the same, They meet at midnight. × In which two lost souls find each other in a star blessed place, each with a difficult past that stuck with them, soon they find themselves slowly falling in love. • • • • STARTED: 06 • 19 • 17 Copyright © notlee_

Joy didn't have any hope that she would get anywhere in life . She never meet anyone that really gave the motivation to be strong but herself. But when she meets a group of new people her life changes. For good or worst?

⚠️ NEEDS HEAVY EDITING ⚠️ Pain is only temporary like rain. There's sunshine after rain right?

"Phabi, you know I hate to write. Fuck, why do you think I dropped out of Highschool? But I made you a promise. I promised I'd do anything to make you happy. And if that means writing you a story then so be it. My little Edgar Allen Poe." I began reading his notebook. "If the lights shut off and it's my turn to settle down, my main concern. Promise that you will write about me." I wept, wetting up Chris' notebook as I let the rose fall on his casket. The day was too beautiful for such a sad occasion. But, if anything this will be fuel to my fire. I will write about you Chris. And it'll be a damn good book.