• • • • • "Would you quit struggling? It's annoying." His smooth voice cut through the cold silence like a knife, his angered tone startled me. My bruised and beaten body rested on his sculpted shoulder, I could feel the shifting planes of his shoulder blades under me with every step he took, the sound of gravel echoed throughout the alleyway, his breathing was rugged and gruff. "Sorry." I quickly shot back, wanting to keep this conversation short. "And stop apologizing, I didn't do anything. I just saved you from some bitches, that's all." His rough tone faulted just a smidge. It was short but I noticed it. "What? You're gonna be my savior now or something?" I blurted out, the words just escape through my lips. I do love my sarcasm, even when it isn't needed. He stopped walking, dropping me on the ground, I looked up at him, groaning in pain. His tall figure turn to face me then bend down to my level, and griped my chin, pulling me forward. "If you can spout shit like this you can make it back to your place, right? Plus if you died on the way, I bet you wouldn't care, given the fresh scars on your wrist." He pushed me back and turned to walk off. "I'm not some Savior, sweetheart. I helped this time because your fight wasn't fair." • • • • • Trigger Warnings!! This story does contain: Violence, Homophobia, Obscene language, Drug usage.

~Η Ελίνα,ένα 17χρονο κορίτσι,μετακόμισε πρόσφατα με τον αδελφό της στο Μπέιταουν της Αμερικής για να ζήσουν με τον πατέρα τους. Τα άφθονα χρήματα που έχουν θα τους γίνουν απειλή αλλά πρωταγωνίστρια στην απειλή αυτή,θα είναι η ίδια! ------------------------------------------------- My_second_story<3 -------------------------------------- Μπήκε η περίληψη της νέας Ιστορίας. Μην το βλέπετε τόσο δραματικό. Είναι εφηβικής φαντασίας και αυτό το κάνει λίγο πιο νορμάλ απ'όσο φαίνεται. -Τα λέμε στο 1ο κεφαλαιο της ιστορίας-🤗

| #Hemily | "Χασου Hunter" γρυλιζει και με προσπερναει. Ω, οχι τοσο γρηγορα κοριτσακι μου. Την πιανω απ'τον καρπο και την κολλαω στον τοιχο. "Οχι πριν παρω αυτο που θελω" χαμογελαω πονηρα και ορμαω στα χειλη της. | Συνεχεια του #Melton με τον γιο τους | *ΑΠΑΓΟΡΕΥΕΤΑΙ ΝΑ ΑΝΤΙΓΡΑΨΕΤΕ ΤΑ ΣΥΝΗΘΙΣΜΕΝΑ:)*

«Που πας χωρίς εμένα πριγκίπισσα;» «Γιατί με εσένα που πάω;» «Στην κόλαση.» •she is his little princess • ❌DON'T COPY THIS STORY❌ {τα πρώτα κεφαλαία χρειάζονται οπωσδήποτε διόρθωση} 1ο βιβλίο (γράφτηκε σε ηλικία των 15-16)

I was a simple girl With a simple life Wrong that doesn't even come close to how my life works. Normally I start and end my day with beatings that break me even more each day I wanted to leave I need to be set free He would be the one to set me free ......... "Look at me little one" I refuse to open my eyes as he commanded. I felt him start to nip at my neck as I struggled in his hold. He started pushing his body against mine and rolling his hips against me making me whimper under his hold. "Your mine" ............

"Would you look at that piece of fine Latina ass." ........"Shut it jackass. You trying to write a death certificate or something?" ..........."What..... why?" ........."Because dumbass.... the new girl belongs to him" Rosa Rodriguez always had an uneventful school experience, that is until her family moves to Los Angeles from there home in Mexico. She thought everything was going to be the same as it was in mexico; but little did she know her hot bad boy neighbor would change that.

I stand there with my back away from him. I couldn't look at him not after he hurt me. How was I supposed to believe anything that came out of his mouth? "Helena. I'- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to." taking a step closer. The heat of his muscular body penetrated my cold skin. "Leave, just - leave me alone. I can't take it anymore. You broke me. Don't you get that?" whispering the last part. "I did. Please..." "Don't, your words don't mean anything. You don't mean anything." I wanted him to hurt as badly as he hurt me. "That's not true. I know you don't mean that. You want me as much as I want you." his breath lingering in my ear. "Don't flatter yourself. I hate you. I.Don't.Want.You." hissing as I turned around to face him. He pursed his lips and I knew my words cut deep. I wasn't going to be nice anymore. Kane made sure that part of me was gone. Silence filled the room. It was suffocating me just like he was and right when I was going to turn around he grabbed me slamming me to his hard chest. "Too bad, cause I want you." smashing his lips on mine he kissed me hungrily as if his life depended on it. I tried pushing him away but I couldn't or simply I just didn't want to. Did I want him after what he's done? Lifting me up he walked us to the bed laying me down slowly. Pulling away he took his shirt off then kissed me again. "I want you. There's no one else I want more than you. Let me be your first and last." I didn't know what I was thinking or if I was at that moment, but I wanted him. I couldn't deny it. "Take me. I want you to make love to me." letting the words come out making him smile. Without another word he kissed me softly. "I've been waiting for you to say that to me for a while. I will make love to you until the sun comes up baby." then took my shirt off with everything else. His body pressed against mine. "I love you Helena and I always will." as he entered me taking my virginity just like he always planned to. #47- 11/23/16 #65- 11/24

"Πού ήσουν;" η αυστηρή φωνή του ηχεί στα αυτιά μου, καθώς κλείνω κουρασμένη την πόρτα πίσω μου. Γυρίζω προς το μέρος του, μ' ένα αδιάφορο βλέμμα. Ύστερα, αρχίζω να βαδίζω προς την κρεβατοκάμαρά μου, αγνοώντας την ερώτησή του. Η σπαστική φωνή του όμως με σταματά. "Πού ήσουν, γαμώτο;" φωνάζει εξοργισμένος, καθώς με πλησιάζει. "Δεν σε αφορά." λέω κοφτά, ώστε να γίνω κατανοητή. Τείνω να φύγω, όμως το γυμνασμένο χέρι του με τραβάει κοντά του. Τα πρόσωπά μας απέχουν μόλις λίγα εκατοστά. Η βαριά ανάσα του σκάει στο πρόσωπό μου και μόνο απ' αυτό μπορώ να καταλάβω ότι έχει πιει. "Πάλι σε αυτόν τον χλεχλέ ήσουν; Δεν νομίζεις πως η ηλικία σου δεν σου επιτρέπει να πηδιέσαι;" ρωτάει, πιέζοντας τα χείλη του σε μία ευθεία γραμμή. Πλέον τα νεύρα μου χτυπάνε κόκκινο. "Μήπως πρέπει να σου θυμίσω ότι μόλις έκλεισα τα 17, ε; Και επιπλέον ποιός είσαι εσύ που θα μου κάνεις ανάκριση κάθε φορά: πού είμαι, με ποιόν είμαι και με ποιόν πηδιέμαι;" φωνάζω στον ίδιο τόνο, σηκώνοντας ενοχλημένη το φρύδι μου. "Αυτός!" λέει και πριν προλάβω να τον ρωτήσω τι εννοεί, απαντάει στις σκέψεις μου, σφραγίζοντας τα χείλη του με τα δικά μου.

[ΟΛΟΚΛΗΡΩΜΈΝΗ] "Για που νομίζεις ότι το έβαλες;" Με ρώτησε, ενώ εγώ εστίασα το βλέμμα μου στα καταγάλανα μάτια του που ξεπρόβαλαν μέσα από την μαύρη μάσκα του. Μου κίνησε τόσο το ενδιαφέρον που επιθυμούσα να την τραβήξω και να αποκαλύψω το πρόσωπο του. "Δεν νομίζω να σου πέρασε από το μυαλό να σε αφήσω να φύγεις έτσι;" Πλησίασε απειλητικά το πρόσωπο του στο δικό μου και είπε με θράσος. Τα μάτια του γυάλιζαν και κατάλαβα πως διασκέδαζε με το τρομοκρατημένο πρόσωπο μου. ▪︎ ▪︎ ▪︎ Ισχύει άραγε αυτό που λένε; Αν αγαπάς κάποιον πρέπει να τον αφήσεις να φύγει; Και αν αυτός σ'αγαπάει πραγματικά, επιστρέφει; ▪︎ ▪︎ ▪︎ Καλή σας ανάγνωση! Wattpad 2018-2020.

They're Ruthless They're Cold They're Feared They're Cursed They're The Stanislav Brothers And They Never Wanted A Mate ****Warning**** This is a dark romance. There will be bad language, abuse, and sexual content.