Loving him means breaking every rule, and choosing him could start a war. He closed his eyes, his voice flat, fragile, and devastating. "You betrayed me." I reached for him instinctively. "Jason, please," I breathed, but the words fractured as they left me. His fingers curled around my neck, not choking but holding, as though testing whether I would pull away. "I would have done anything for you," he said softly. In a world where secrets are deadly and loyalty can kill. Some love is worth the risk. ***The story is currently being edited.***

Brooklyn, New York- a place that's not kid friendly; the population is explicitly drug dealers, crack heads,crooks,killers, the homeless, gangs,rats, and less than 1% was the kids who have dreams of making it in life. Anything , you name it and Brooklyn had it. If you were brought up by a poor family you do whatever it took to help your family out no doubt about it, you either 'Nut Up' or 'Shut Up'My Pops always says. If you were white you were to only talk to whites, if you were Hispanic you only talk to Hispanics, if you were black you better stick to talking to blacks only cause talking or dealing with anyone who isn't would get you in a world of hurt-period. It is also best not to trust any or everyone here, momma says back when she was my age she had no choice but to trust people but in this era she believed trusting could get you killed; cuz nowadays it seemed like the whole world is against each other. Nothing gets handed to you and there aren't fairy tale endings, you just hope and pray that you can get your shit together to get out of the projects and make a better life for you and your family. You don't even get a second chance at anything, if you mess up you're stuck here forever; this is just the harsh reality of how this city works. As said plenty of times before: "This is Brooklyn..." Copyright©2014 All Rights Reserved.,LucidLoner™ ___________________________________________________________________ Cover by: @zemoustachefairy

After coming home late from work, an 19 year old girl is curious to why everything seems so strange at home.Soon, she receives a late voice mail from her mother that warns her of the danger in her presence. As soon as she turrns a corner, her life changes for good. In her new life, she comes to find love with a young man her age, who is also the son of a mafia man who conspired in the murder of her father.

A kidnapped black girl tells her story after 5 years.

Madeline expected the man to get the coat but the man still hasn't come for the coat after a few days she checked the coat to get a clue of the man's identity so she could at least give it to him herself. When Madeline gets a clue, she seeks help from her mother but her mother refuses to help without giving any reason so Madeline decides to get to the bottom of the matter herself. Along the way, Madeline uncovers more about the man and the relationship between her mother as well as being thrown into the crossfire between mafia fights and love.

Juliet: It was a Wednesday night and I was drunk. Well, more like tipsy. No, that's a lie I was basically the dictionary definition of drunk right now. Yet, I could still feel his burning stare on my back as I danced. I turned to meet the icy blue stare of a handsome stranger; his whole countenance radiated danger that attracted me in a way no boy ever had before. Who was I kidding, he wasn't a boy; he was a man. I was entranced; he was like no man I had ever seen before. He was everything that my father had told me I could never be with; dangerous; rough; criminal; and, worst of all, white. I had nothing against white men, of course. It was just an obvious rule in my strict household that we do not talk to white people; we do not become friends with white people; and we most definitely do not date them. For this reason, I had never even taken a second look at a white man, no matter how attractive. However, I could not seem to look away from this one; it was like I was trapped and I couldn't look away even if I wanted to, and trust me I didn't. Blake: I could never be with Juliet, the life of a crime boss' wife is not one most people can handle. I wouldn't want her to be tainted by that life style, if we were to ever be together. Plus, we could never have a family. At any given moment I could be killed. She could be killed. I can't let that happen. I refuse to end up like my papa. It is better to marry someone that I do not love, to save myself any heartbreak. So, I decided that just for tonight I will pretend that Juliet is mine. But, after tonight, we will not see each other again. If only I knew how hard that was going to be. It's just another star crossed lover story, but this time with a twist.

"What the_" He pinned me against the wall,covering my mouth with his gloved hand. "Say anything and you're dead I'm serious." his accent was slightly Italian mixed with a little Russian. I managed to create a small nod. "So I was sent here because I heard you hurt my bros girl? Is that true?" Wait Rene?! I'm gonna kill her!!!!! "No it's not." He reached into his pocket pulling out a knife putting it close to my neck. "Ok! ok! I did! Just don't hurt me please!" "Yeah I'm gonna hurt you..." He pushed the knife closer to my throat. "What do you want from me?!!!" "I want you to die!" He slammed me on the ground causing my head to slam on the hardwood floor. I struggled to maintain a clear vision as he punched me violently across the face.

Dear George, I fucking hate you till death. You make me sick. I never want to see you again. You're horrible! And I want nothing but the worst for you! But I love you so much I mean the total opposite of what I said. I love you because you break my heart and yet I'm still here adoring you. I admire everything from the particles of your body to your soul. I LOVE YOU. But in so many words that I cannot explain I HATE YOU. Don't take it personal but it's my only way of expressing my true feelings for you. Love, Qur'an

Who would've known a mob boss' best match is his nephews teacher

Meet Ayanna Ojukwu a hardworking struggling single mother trying to get back on her feet. Meet Marco Rinaldi perfect example of a billionaire who gets whatever he wants with his charming ways and dominant traits.