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π΄πΏπΏπ‘ˆπ‘…πΈ. by Jadahx_
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Allure...to powerfully attract or charm; tempt. It was the physical attraction that they believed kept them coming back, but in reality, it was more than that. Two broken souls, unaware to the fact the fix was one another.
Bad Habits  by HopelessDreamersClub
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The first time I looked into your eyes I knew I was fucked The look you gave me sent a sensation so strong I damn near came on the spot Your reputation preceded you Mean ass mofo who ran the streets of Baltimore You were nothing to play with Yet I couldn't stay away Who would have thought we'd end up like this From hustling on the corners to building an empire But can good things really come from bad habits? This book is going to be unfiltered and raunchy. So if you one of those high sadity ass people, please exit stage left
Cartel Love by birdietales
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Pushing himself from the door Gulian neared her, standing in front of her. "I want you to stop seeing π™π™žπ™’, that's what I want." Kyomi scoffed as she shook her head. "Why would I stop doing that? Just 'cause you call yourself asking nicely?"
Her Forever Valentine by TheGheauxstWriter
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"Damn. Hasn't even been that long and you got a whole rock on your finger now, huh?" "...What are you doing here?" She unthinkingly rubbed her swollen belly, the tight knots forming in her stomach at the same time. "What you mean? I came for the art." His tone was sarcastic as he gestured at the paintings on the walls. She watched his eyes drift down her body, before he tightly clenched his jaw. "But I see I have more than one thing to congratulate you on." He said, bitterly. β€’ β€’ β€’ β€’ β€’ β€’ πš†πš‘πšŠπš'𝚜 𝚊 πš•πš’πšπšπš•πšŽ πšπš’πš–πšŽ πšŠπš™πšŠπš›πš πš πš‘πšŽπš— 𝚠𝚎 πš‘πšŠπšŸπšŽ πšπš˜πš›πšŽπšŸπšŽπš›? β€οΈβ€πŸ©ΉπŸ‘» π™±πš˜πš˜πš” 𝟸 𝚘𝚏 πšπš‘πšŽ πš…πšŠπš•πšŽπš—πšπš’πš—πšŽ πšœπšŽπš›πš’πšŽπšœ (πšœπšŽπššπšžπšŽπš•)
Grief's Diary - D.E. by tinybina
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SEQUEL TO THE ART OF MANIPULATION Jonika thought the bullet ended everything-his empire, his hold on her heart, and the man she loved but was forced to betray. She tried to rebuild, to bury the grief under the illusion of a normal life. But grief doesn't stay buried. It claws. It festers. And some ghosts don't stay dead. When fate drags Jonika back into the shadows she thought she'd escaped, she finds herself hunted by the very man she once destroyed. His face is the same, his eyes colder, his love and fury tangled into something she can't escape. Now she doesn't know if he has returned to reclaim her heart... or claim her life.