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Vengez-Moi [slow updates] by somewhatcanon
somewhatcanon
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It was seventeen nights and eighteen days since her older brother was violently murdered, by a man who goes by the name of el Payaso, that Nepeta decides that her brother's death could go unavenged. Her mind is set on revenge until she discovers that her brother's life was not as simple as it had seemed. Between the things that she discovered, the missed calls from her therapist, and her own burning anger, will she change her mind, or continue on the path of revenge? * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * This is a humanstuck fanfiction. Trigger warnings are in the first part and will be updated whenever something new pops up. Thanks for reading!
Troubled With Tattoos by unforgiven_mess
unforgiven_mess
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❝What if I fall?❞ ❝Then I'll catch you.❞ ❝He was arrogant, obnoxious, funny, cocky, sarcastic, a know it all, a delinquent, a bad influence, yet knowing all these things I still couldn't manage to stay away from him. Something about him just drew me in.❞ Secrets, lies and psycho exes rule Violets life. After her younger brothers death, Violets life took a turn for the worse. The grieving daughter moves in with her Aunt and everything seemed fine after that, except they weren't. Mix in a quirky coworker, an old friend, and a guy who always uses his corny pickup lines and you will have a pot of disaster. Violet bumps into a boy at the car repair garage who she also just found out was her new neighbor. Violet tells herself that she is not here to find love. But who is she fooling? Throw in some hot guys with tattoos and you will soon find yourself also troubled with tattoos. Copyright © 2021. All Rights Reserved.
Trump Temptations: The Billionaire & The Bellboy by elijahdanielistrash
elijahdanielistrash
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He was a billionaire, I was a bellboy, can I make it anymore obvious? It all started one fateful afternoon in summer of 2012. I was working as a bellboy at the Trump Hotel in Hong Kong on an internship program. This was my first time in a big city. It was all I could have ever dreamed of, and more. But little did I know, it was all about to change. Follow me on twitter.com/aguywithnolife Please note, this story may contain mature humor that isn't suitable for all ages.