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Always there is a easy and hard. A better and a worse. Running is easy. Running from the person you work for ? Without a doubt hard. I guess I'll just have to say the truth. Even if I have to say it to myself. I love you boss-even if you don't . I understand why. I hurt you for the better. The worse? You hate me. But I should have know that was the least of our problems.

After a storm there is always a rainbow. Sequel to 'I love you, boss' Most likely to not be continued.Haven't decided yet.

Previously known as 'Amber Rose' EROTIC ROMANCE - MATURE - EXPLICIT Out of sheer desperation, Nyssa Das accepted a job as an escort. Nothing, however, prepared her for the utterly delicious, Deacon Smith, his sexually manipulative smile, or just about every other body part. By morning, she'd broken all the agency rules. That, was six months ago. As an event coordinator, Nyssa's been given her dream job. To plan the wedding of the year: Multibillionaire, Tyler Bennett. 'Holy frickin hell' is her response when she meets Tyler Bennett aka Deacon Smith. He's just given 'surprise' a hot as hell new meaning. To fulfill the obligations set by his grandfather's Will, Tyler reluctantly agrees to an arranged marriage. When he discovers his wedding planner is none other than Amber Rose aka Nyssa Das, he believes fate works in mysterious ways even for a playboy who lost his heart six months ago to this beautiful escort. Dismayed, Nyssa is all set to hand over the planning to another coordinator. Tyler, however, has no intention of letting her escape so easily. And what Tyler wants, he gets.

Getting kidnapped was one thing. But finding your kidnapper is an Angel is another. And that was just the start of it. Chaos was on the verge of tipping. And Death himself was planning on killing. ----- --- ARE YOU INTO ROMANCE, FANTASY, MYSTERY, THRILLER??? Then this is the book for you. Yes you! I'm looking at you....

Three children realize they're trapped in the basement of a crazy woman who claims to be their mother, and forces them to call her "Mommy". __________________ created February 4th, 2017 IMPORTANT NOTICE - if you're reading this story on a site that is not www.wattpad.com then you could be at risk of a malware attack. Furthermore, please go to this link: www.wattpad.com/user/z0mbies, and report to me where you are reading this story. Thank you. WARNING: This story contains distressing material. Reader discretion advised. The characters in this book are fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is entirely coincidental.

7 teenagers 1 devil cover: evaporates

When I was younger I was weak. The moment I got older I got even weaker. Day by day I got weaker by the second. To others... I'm strong and powerful. If someone precious was killed right in front of me I wouldn't cry nor react at all. Others call that being strong. I call it being weak. Being in a pit of emptiness. I wish I could feel like others... Pain. I'm so used to pain that it doesn't affect me no longer. The only feeling I have left is the urge to die. I don't care how I die. I just want to escape this hell I've been living in my whole life

Funny short stories guaranteed to make you laugh out loud. Sources: stuff I've heard from friend, family, readers, and other folk who thought they'd spread some joy and laughter.

We won't ever know if tomorrow will be the same as yesterday, if anything will be the same again. But maybe...just maybe.. I don't want it to be the same. Maybe I want to survive. Our days are numbered. (Zombie apocalypse)