REMINGTON ASTOR -Lordship A whirlwind of eccentricity and charm, wrapped in a cloak of effortless cool His family and friends mean everything to him. He has never fallen in love, nor does he wish to. He is epitome of crazyness. With a perfect image of playboy, but its just an image. He thought he wo...
𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐚 𝐌𝐜𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫, an ordinary girl that works at the Crestmore, she was known to be a compassionate and serene person, with a heart of gold. 𝐄𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐨 𝐌𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢, the rank 1 mafia leader, he was known for his brutal and merciless actions. He had lived a life surrounded by vulnerability. Er...
Her dying father sells her daughter to the Italian mafia leader. They end up falling in love. A love like no other. The mafia leader is like no other mafia leader. He is gentle and caring. Aurora and Ezra are the ultimate ship 🤍
A normal bunch of 16 year old American teens. Maya and her twin Theo share the same person, Noah. Noah is Theo's best friend but over time Maya and Noah fall in love. Maya and Noah hate each other so that Maya thinks...
"Take one more step and I won't hesitate to shoot you" I say, still aiming the gun at him "Then shoot, I dare you" he says taking a step closer to me, the next thing I know he latching his lips onto mine. It takes me a second To realize what was going on and then When I did I quickly pushed him away and throw a punch...
[You can now purchase 100 Voicemails' paperback on Amazon!] After a car accident, seventeen year old Steve Carlton, goes into a coma. When he does wake up after a few months, he suffers from temporary memory loss. During this time, he starts to go through his messages and voicemails on his cellphone, trying to get a...
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"Smoking is bad, you know." The placid voice speaks up from the distant dark corner, nothing to see but a tall silhouette and an orange glow of a cigarette cherry. "It's the least of my problems," I murmur with my own between my lips, proceeding to feel the stagnant debris valley my throat when I suck delicately. He...