The heavy smell of cigarette smoke couldn't even mask the metallic smell of aged blood beneath the floor boards. These were dangerous men. Boys with knives and painted skin.. ~ We laid in the darkened room letting the comfortable silence cover us. His tattooed hand lightly stroked the moist skin of my arm. Yuji was beautiful.. "I'm going to hell..." He said nonchalantly. My eyes danced along his strong jawline and shoulder length, tapered hair. Currents of silky, onyx hair. "I've touched such a pure soul with unclean hands..." He sat up, climbed to his feet and grabbed his silk robe from the door, concealing the Oni and blossoms that adorned his back. [Completed 02/27/20] *************************************************** Warning: This book is rated M for mature. This novel will include sexual situations, violence, and crude language. Let's try to be adults about this. If I catch you copying my book, I'll sue.

➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶ ✯If i know what love is, ✯ it is because of you ➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶➴➵➶ So, she saved a helpless child, it was off instinct. She was no hero, and she knew that. She never expected to be treated like one either. And she wasn't... Instead, he treated her like a queen. • • • "Why a chocolate sundae? There's over 100 flavors here." "I've mainly ever eaten chocolate sundaes at home so I like them!" "Why only chocolate? Why not banana or strawberry?" "Because my dad only keeps chocolate in the house. He's obsessed with it!" "Your dad likes chocolate huh?" "Mhm!" ••• [⚠️READ DISCLAIMER⚠️] Picture Credit: (unless Stated otherwise) PINTEREST, MY CAMERA ROLL

To the world he was a beast but for her he would do anything. He could have the world but all he wanted was her. They say the things we want most are the things we can't have. For she was so afraid of him that even the thought of him could have her running for the hills. Little did she know that she was the only one who didn't have to be afraid of him. Credits for the cover go to @Chatachino for the amazing cover.

When Tamia finally had enough of being mistreated by slums at school. She runs out the school doors and find herself bumping into a broad chest, She stumbles back, he snakes his arm around her, And steady her on her feet. He whispers in her ear "MINE!"..........She will soon find out what he's talking bout when he says "MINE" !

" Underneath the pretty face is something complicated. I come with a side of trouble but I know that's why you're staying . "

"So give me all of you and exchange me, give me all of you in exchange for me..."

" I'm going to fuck you" he said and I busted out laughing " babe stop lets go" I told him " we go now then I fuck you later " "Mmhmmm" I said trying not to laugh "Did you think I was kidding when I said you were going to get punishment?" He asked and honestly I did but I just shook my head no He growled " yes you did, you underestimated me?" He asked and I put my head down And he growled louder " now we're not going anywhere.... instead you're getting punished and fucked" he said pointing a finger at me,then turned and walked up the stairs and went to go sit down " fucking follow me now!" He yelled and I shot up off the couch and ran behind him up to the room he left the door open and sat on the bed " close the door " I close it after me and there he looks at me " now strip " ........ ___________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

What becomes of you when now you are just a debt paid off? What does this make you? No one? Nothing special? Why would the person you care the most about sell you off just for another high? Those are all of the questions that consume Raina's head. A twenty two year old single mother that's been collected as a debt. Her drug addicted mother and her games got Raina and her child in this situation. Now being someone's property. Their debt has been collected. **Mature scenes. ©COPY RIGHT 2013-2014. ALL CONTENT IN THIS STORY BELONGS TO TUSHARI MCKENZIE (HERE ON WATTPAD @MCKENZIEINAMY.) ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

the ideal we should strive for is peace. strolling in a field of zinnias, taking in their smell, taking in their touch. wouldn't that be lovely? unfortunately, such a field does not exist in the physical. at least not in the current form of the physical. - Zinnia is a woman who only dreams of her ambitions taking her as high as the ceiling of life will let her go. Albeit being only 24 years young, she has grown up in the farmlands of Texas amidst her mother and two older brothers, Travis and Walt, but yearns for a taste of the big city. A city away from the pain of her exes, a city where she could lick her wounds and find her purpose anew. Also, to escape being badgered with a loveless marriage to a man with eyes as wandering as a bee fluttering in the wind. Her eye for detail and her split-thinking gave her the perfect opportunity to make her daring escape to the lovely city in the sun, Miami, Florida. Her new role is small, a Senior Technical Writer at the Miami branch of Wolfe Enterprises, but puts her eyes privy to the information that dwells both in and outside the walls of the glittering building in the Miami skyline. A crooked detail noticed in a document one fated day puts her in the eye of the biggest wig himself, Apollo. Named after the sun-god himself, eyes bluer than the depths of the most beautiful sea, but in their hollowness lies pain. The funny thing about life is, no matter how much one tries to run from their destiny or to avoid the simmering truths, it is that mere avoidance that rears back to hit tenfold. Problems do not go away, they adapt. And nothing stands in the way of life's will. Along with life's love. What seemed to be an innocent mistake, was a mere shift in the cards of life to bring them one step closer to their very own field of zinnias. And what seems to be an impossible pairing is more than a coincidence. May the resilience of the Zinnia be an omen to how their pairing will fare in life's plans for them.