A hitman dark romance. Hate the game, not the player. What is real in the end? (A loose snow white retelling.) . . . Claudia Ling, 18 years old, drifts through a monotonous but comfortable life in the little town she's grown up alongside her polar opposite, party animal step-sister. New neighbours weren't uncommon, just uncommon enough that one certain Charles Bergstein became an overnight sensation, a mysterious but kind older man. Fate pulls the strings, life takes twists and the two are probed to take steps towards each other like its meant to be. Or was it all a show? It doesn't help that Claudia finds her own life to be in danger, in more ways than one. (Old 2018 synopsis below) An introverted girl and a purpose seeking man, fate was vague when setting the two on an aligned course. Powerless, terrified of who she wanted. Defeated, frustrated of what he felt. A lost lamb in need of guidance meets a lone wolf on a mission, whoever will be first to submit? ... Cover editted: by me (2018) Started: 2018 Edited: 2019 Revamped/chapters written after part 7 are my newer progress: 2021 (currently) • REWRITTEN: OCTOBER 2023 (I'm above 18 now woo, 🙏 support my Kofi or Patreon y'all!) Inspired long ago by: alot of messed up things and romance I am imagining that Charles looks like Bucky Barnes (layed by actor Sebastian Stan) but imagine him as whoever u like!!

> A Mafia story that's more silly than serious. #2 in Chicklit 4/12/17 #7 in Humor 13/9/19 #8 in Romance ^ It's midnight once again, and I'm in my cramped room looking at all the old photo albums of my family before the split. Each picture holds a precious memory that's frozen in time. Picture by picture, page by page adds another tear in my eyes. A creak came from outside my bedroom, the teal wallpaper was pealing off the walls. I have been living here for 11 years. I quickly hid the album under my pillow and ran to my closet. She couldn't back yet? She normally comes home around 4am drunk and broke. The slits on the closet doors were my only source of light, that was coming from my lamp in my dimly lit room. My breathing became more rough and my heart was about to smash my ribcage. Wait, I'm a dela Cruz. I fight for what's right and I know how to fight! As I peeked through the gaps on my closet door I seen three men in black masks and suits come through the door. "Find the damn girl" one of the men say, I'm assuming he's the boss. The two men started raiding the bedroom and the bathroom, while the boss of the trio slowly walked directly to the closet. He had his hands on the knob of the closet, my stomach twisted. I backed away slightly to run up and attack the man. He opened the doors and I came flying out in my beautiful pj's. I caught he man by surprise and punched him in the stomach and kicked where the sun don't shine, I kicked hard to make sure he never had babies ever again. "Fuck!" He yelled as he collapsed onto he cold floor. I pulled a smirk on my face, which caused him to shoot a do glare out of those captivating eyes. The two men held me down while the boss rolled about on the floor for about 5 minutes straight, holding where I kicked him. "You just punched a mafia king darling, you're gonna regret it" He whispered softly into my ear while I was held in between the other two. Oh shit, I punched a mafia king! Copyrighted2017© by x_angelu_

❝Tell me a story, love.❞ In which, a slave girl tells a bloodthirsty king a story in exchange for her life. [07.15.16] all rights reserved ©2016

||#1 Teen Fiction|| *Book 1 of the You're Mine series* Damon Queen- the dangerous, arrogant billionaire who doesn't like it when people disobey him. He never hesitates, he could kill with cold blood and cares about nothing. Natalie Sene- the girl with a troubled past, sometimes too feisty and just wants to be free. What will happen if she crossed her paths with the famous Damon Queen? .................................................. "Don't bother, I'll drop you off." I turned around immediately and there he was, Damon in his handsome suit leaning over his black Porsche. God, why haven't I noticed him? "No, thanks" I said a little too sarcastically. I didn't even notice when he walked up to me, grabbed me by the arm and whispered in his harsh voice, "Do not disobey me." This story is completed on 18/04/2017.