Crimelife Stories

~ "Alana! Alana! Wake up, child, the village is on fire! We need to leave now!" Mamá shook me awake. We packed hurriedly and vacated the village. Pápa carried our baggage and Mamá cradled Oliver, my newborn brother. I gripped Mamá's hand tightly, feeling confused at the surrounding chaos. People were shouting and screaming, windows were broken as people tried to escape the severe fire that was spreading quickly. The crowd grew larger as we walked. After holding Mamá's hand so hard, I felt my hands sweaty. I loosen my hand from Mamá's and wiped it on my nightgown. I reached for Mamá's hand, but she wasn't there. I tried to look past the sea of people who kept pushing their way as though they were in a hurry. "Mamá! Pápa!" I shouted, my voice drowned in the sounds all around me. I kept shouting and screaming until my throat hurt. No one stopped. They only eyed me and walk past me as if I was invisible. My vision blurred as tears puddled my eyes. Fear engulfed me as I got shoved and pushed. I didn't know what to do, so I squatted on the ground and sobbed, waiting for the fire to get me. ~ _ Alana was separated from her family due to a village fire, she was found by an old lady who also taught her the way of stealing along with two other kids that she saved. But was this the life Alana wants? The life of a criminal? Could she run away from it? _ This story is a bridge from children to teens/YA This book is for you who enjoys reading children/teens story like - Enid Blyton/ J.K. Rowling (No, I cannot ever compare my book to the HP series. What I meant is that anyone can read this :) )

When Zahrahahas mom finally finds out about her 3 year long addiction to heroin, she gets kicked out of her house and meets a fellow drug addict named Areehaha. Together, they find their purpose in life and turn their addiction into a blessing. They went through hardships like homelessness and starvation, but they finally find themselves in a gang. A gang that will change their lives forever. Continue reading to go on a thrilling adventure of drugs, guns and addiction with Areehaha and Zahrahaha.

At twenty-eight, Britney's life is nothing but a slow-motion wreck. She's jobless, broke, angry at the world, and living a life she's far from proud of. Her temper has become her trademark - the reason she's seen the inside of a courtroom more times than her own reflection. She's not living, just surviving - dragging herself through days that all feel the same, with nothing good to show for the years gone by. Things take a darker turn, however, when she's arrested for beating her best friend senseless after discovering she'd been sleeping with her fiancé. The fine alone is enough to bury her. Yet somehow, she walks free - only to find the devil waiting on her couch. Her brother. The same brother she'd last seen twelve years ago. He claims he's back to help her start over. His entry into her life, however, only brings more doom rather than intended redemption; as he pulls her into a world of crime wrapped in luxury and painted in blood - a world that slowly consumes her. Then she meets him - the dark, devilishly handsome stranger her brother shouldn't have brought to her table. The kind of man who burns quietly but fatally, whose touch feels like sin, and whose world is soaked in danger. One look and her fate was sealed. The deeper Britney sinks into him, the closer she drifts toward the edge - where love, crime, and death blur into one. Between the brother who believes he's protecting her and the man who's slowly corrupting her, Britney is caught in a storm she can't escape. Her life was already a mess. Now, it's a masterpiece of chaos, temptation, and ruin. She thought she'd hit rock bottom-until they showed her how far there still was to fall...

Big Mike and Johnny Gunn walk away from the crime syndicate, only to stumble about engaging in petty crimes over the fear of getting killed by their former boss. This leads into two old enforcers to constantly cover their backs while they try and live life as best they can...

I knew I had better things to do than watch the brunette doing he's homework, but I couldn't resist following the dot on the tracking device the agency had given to me. We met while I was robbing the bank, and he was presumably delivering food to the front office worker. Seeing how cute he looked I decided to harmlessly stick a microscopic tracker into the skin on his arms. Now I'm outside his window, ready with some rope in my hand, it was nice seeing him in his final moments at his house. Warnings: kidnapping, (boyxboy)

in which a society is split between poor people and rich people. inspired by the outsiders:)