"You're a pretty little thing." My eyes widened. He took a step forward. His eyes stared at my lips. He smiled once again. "I need to go," I told him. "Can you move?" "How old are you" he ignores me. "18." "Damn, a young little thing with a body like that?" His eyes devoured my body. My heart pounded immensely. We were so close, I could feel his breath on my face as he spoke. His hand reached up and stroked the side of my breast. I wanted to move, I wanted to scream, but I just stood there. "You ever been touched by a man before? I'm not like these little boys, I know how to please." His hand flowed down my body and stopped in between my legs. He cupped me. Tears started forming in my eyes. "I can't wait to feel you." He leans in close, and whispers in my ear. "I'm gonna have you begging for it." By now my tears are streaming down my face. Robert backs up and smiles at me. "And you'll love it." __________________________________________________________________________________ Ashley Nicole's whole life changes from bad to worst when her boyfriend sells her into a human trafficking ring that is run by one of the world's most powerful and dangerous mafia leaders in Manhattan. *****WARNING: This story contains heavy mentions of drug abuse and explicit sexual content. If you are someone who is sensitive to either, please DO NOT READ!!!! Read at your own will. You have been warned.

"put your arms around me and tell me I'm a problem, daddy", - "what the f*ck are you doing?" (CURRENTLY UNDER EDIT. TW: contains age gap, daddy issues)

Grace Willow has enough problems in her life as it is. The bullying at school is out of control, with students that torture her physically and mentally, and will stop at no end just to see her miserable, an abusive dad, and a mom who is always M.I.A she has no one to turn to. Having life always throw knives at her back, kick rocks at her feet, and blow dust in her face, Grace has seemed to gotten used to falling with no one there to catch her. Logan Hunter is a walking Romeo. He has the good looks, the bad boy personality, the tattoos, and of course the girls. He calls, and they come a' running. He smokes, gets high, drunk, and into fights 24/7. The thing he doesn't have is a good temper. When he's angry he's destructive. Not caring what he does or who he hurts in the process. He can't control his acts, because he can't control how he feels. When the two meet, something is bound to happen, and sparks might just fly. Could be sparks of love... or maybe something much much worse? Warning: This book does contain explicit language and sexual content as well as violent scenes. * This description kinda sucks after looking back on it after year of writing but please give this book a chance. I promise you it's not that terrible :P *

My name is Abele Cane. I used to be normal. I was diagnosed with osteosarcoma when I was 12. I was once asked what my story was and quickly came to the realization that I didn't have one, so I wrote one. This is my story.