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You Stole My Heart, So I Stole Your Car [Mr. Jackass] por JaegerBombx
You Stole My Heart, So I Stole Your Car [Mr. Jackass]
JaegerBombx
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  • Partes 8
My name? Cory Jakins. My Age? 16. My Life Story?  How about this: Me and my bestfriend, Mollie Hawford, rob banks for living. It's how we make money. But we were in for a huge surprise when we decided to rob a local bank in Forks, Washington. Best part about it, you may ask? I stole some idiot's car. But he stole something else from me. Something I could never replace. My heart. So how am I gonna get it back, you may also ask? Well, I'm gonna do what I do best. I'm gonna steal it back.
Hustle (Book 1 in The Hunted Hearts) - SYTYCW Winner #action #comedy #romance por clairechilton
Hustle (Book 1 in The Hunted Hearts) - SYTYCW Winner #action #comedy #romance
clairechilton
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  • Votos 63,930
  • Partes 34
RULE#1: DON'T STEAL HIS HEART. After ripping off a dangerous mob boss, Ellie Phillips decides it's time to quit hustling and give up her life of crime. She just needs a big score. Then she can give up the grift and start anew. When she steals a map from Jacob Hawkins that shows the location of a huge heart-shaped diamond, she decides it's time to go treasure hunting. It's just one last hustle before she goes straight. She thinks she's made a clean getaway when she jets off to South America with the map, but Jacob isn't letting it or Ellie get away so easily. With the mob hot on her trail and the bullets flying, she finally meets her match when she ends up in Jacob's sights. HUSTLE won the SYTYCW competition from Harlequin and Wattpad in 2013.
The Gangster's Girl (Process of Editing) por Ironically_
The Gangster's Girl (Process of Editing)
Ironically_
  • LECTURAS 374,001
  • Votos 6,719
  • Partes 26
Cover By ArabelleWinchester "Please Jack, I'm sorry," I begged him. I knew I looked like shit while he looked like a Greek god who just woke up. "I was wrong!" "Alana? What happen?" Jack asked. "S-she dead," I told him, letting a cry come from my lips. "Who?" He asked. I closed my eyes tightly, not wanting to think about it. I heard a motorcycle and gun shots. "Jack?" I asked. My eyes widen. "Get inside," He demanded grabbing my arms and pulling me into his house. **** Warning written when I was 13. Going through editing now.