Lustenvy Histoires

Unedited. First draft. Fast paced. When edited it will be better, longer and make a hell of a lot more sense. 𝑅𝓊𝓁𝑒 𝓃𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝑜𝓃𝑒: 𝓂𝒶𝓀𝑒 𝒹𝑒𝒸𝒾𝓈𝒾𝑜𝓃𝓈 𝒷𝒶𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝑜𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝑔𝒾𝒸. 𝑅𝓊𝓁𝑒 𝓃𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝓌𝑜: 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝑔𝑒𝓉 𝓉𝑜𝑜 𝒸𝓁𝑜𝓈𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓉𝒶𝓇𝑔𝑒𝓉𝓈. 𝑅𝓊𝓁𝑒 𝓃𝓊𝓂𝒷𝑒𝓇 𝓉𝒽𝓇𝑒𝑒: 𝒹𝑜𝓃'𝓉 𝒷𝑒 𝒶𝒻𝓇𝒶𝒾𝒹 𝓉𝑜 𝒶𝓈𝓀 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝓁𝓅. Paisley Cross has been training her whole life for a mission to cross her path, for her parents to finally deem her and her team worthy enough. With her cousin Artemis Smith and best friend Windsor Carter, and let's not forget the twins, Ryland and Reid Beckett. Will they finally get their mission and more importantly, will they complete it with no disturbances? • • • There's no rule stating that parasites can't be pretty. infiltrate verb • enter or gain access to (an organization, place, etc.) surreptitiously and gradually, especially in order to acquire secret information. If our favourite characters can steal our hearts, what about their children? I cried while writing the prologue.

As a final-year criminology student dreaming of becoming an investigator, her life was supposed to be simple college, friends, family, and the future she worked hard for. But everything changed the moment she met that one person. A man everyone warned her to stay away from. Yet somehow, he kept appearing in her life. What starts as curiosity soon turns into something far more dangerous. Love. Now Y/N finds herself trapped between two worlds: the law she swore to protect and the man who hides behind darkness for reasons no one knows. But in a world filled with gang wars, hidden identities, betrayal, and bloodshed loving him may become the biggest risk of all. Because some secrets were never meant to be uncovered. And some love stories are born in chaos.

This is the story of a girl who loved too deeply in every phase of her life. School taught her innocence. College taught her pain. Office life taught her hope-with a twist she never saw coming. Every time she fell in love, fate took him away. Not because she didn't love enough- but because loving was the only thing she knew. Even after losing twice, she fell in love again. Hopelessly. Fearlessly. Honestly. But does love finally stay when it comes the third time? Or was she always destined to love, not to keep?