Mafia

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The ever famous game Mafia. With a few of my friends, it will be an interactive game. Enjoy!All Rights Reserved

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Tue, May 23, 2017

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She hated them. They loved her with everything in them. The universe truly has a sick way of telling you it's there, doesn't it? From being kidnapped to being abused, that was all Arabella saw in life. It was all she ever knew. They tell you to keep fighting but sometimes you realize... you were just a child. Now she's built herself up using her pain as the next step to her strength. She's learnt how to strive forward even as her past haunts her mind crawling up her back every passing second. That is until the first 7 people who only ever brought her pain find their way back into her life. She has no way to let go of her past when they come right back to her. The world showed her no mercy in it's ways so why should she. ~~~ I let out a small sigh wanting more of this. I wanted to be held like this whenever I felt broken. Feel the way he puts me back together in his arms. It ate at my heart and I could have sworn I felt a feathery kiss on my head. It was as if he could hear my thoughts and was kissing them away for me. Slowly he lets one hand go, the other staying around me as he brings my chin up to him gently wiping my last tears as more fill my eyes. He sees this and his eyes look... crumbled. If you feel this way then why can't you choose me, Dominic. I shake my head from his hands wishing to step back but he pulls me back to him a pain filled groan leaving him. "Just one more minute. Please." His body shook and I brought him closer, feeling our pain become one. Our hurricanes of minds pull away even for the smallest time letting us stand together as one in each other's embrace. He was it for me. But I wasn't his.

The Different Types of Kids at School by PastellikPenguin

A group of friends who are otakus are living through hell. School is horrible for them, they're so different from the rest. They even have their own "emo" corner and "emo" table. They get made fun of and teased because of their interests. Who knows if they will shrug it off, or get hurt by it. But they realize they have a mysterious power-a power they never knew they had. And whats fun without going into a game and almost fighting till their death?

When a group of friends end up getting locked into a haunted mansion, what horrors will await them?

𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐟 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝? 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐤𝐚𝐢 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐲𝐦𝐛𝐨𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫, 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐀𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐚, 𝐢𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐮𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞. 𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐕𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞.

Kidnapped by the Mafia on Purpose by thebarbiegirl95

I was kidnapped by the mafia I know that sounds like a bad thing but for me it couldn't come at a better time. So I let them take me I will act like a victim so they think they won but will I be able to keep acting like I'm some naive girl or will they find out that I'm not the person they thought I was. My name is Samatha Robert if you took one look at me you would think there's nothing too special about me. I live with the mayor and his family they took me in when I had nowhere to go. But when I'm at the wrong place at the wrong time I end up getting kidnapped by the mafia they assumed I was the mayors kid who happens to be my best friend but It actually couldn't have come at a better time because what I thought that I left in the past is resurfacing. so I'll go with them on my own free will but how long can I keep up this act until they find out the truth

I'm my father's daughter; ruthless and trained to be an assassin, but I'm also like my mother once was; compassionate, kind and torn between two men. Life's a game and the game's my bitch. Trapped between two men; one I've known all my life and one I met in college. I'm just trying to make it to the weekend...

"Why would a beautiful woman such as yourself put yourself in such a difficult position?" I do not answer. I'm a decorated police officer, his mafia tactics do not scare me. Smack " I asked you a fucking question" I spit out the blood that gathered in my mouth. I was hit again this time with more aggression. I got dizzy, and struggled to steady my vision. "Do you think I'm playing games with you, hm? Do you think I have time to waste?" I look up at him with hatred burning through my eyes, radiating my anger and tolerance. "No matter how much you hate it, you need me-" " I need NO ONE!-" "SO DO IT!" "PULL THE FUCKING TRIGGER" _________________________________________________________________________________ He never wanted to becoming the monster he is. He never intended to kidnap a woman against her will. But if your daughter was taken, wouldn't you do the same?

In this world, everyone has the one thing keeping them on their feet, up alive. She was his one and only source of light, source of sanity. Whatever happened to her, his world would come crashing down. Whoever touched or hurt her, he wouldn't hesitate for a second to kill them. He lived in a dark, cut off world while she lived in a world where happiness and love surrounded her. Put together to live in one life, he did everything and anything he possibly could to keep her safe, even when he didn't want to admit how much he loved and cared for her. But like always, the light eventually dims out, leaving nothing but absolute solitude and anger. ⛔️ language, drinking, violence, mature content⛔️

Flickering Lights 1-2 #Wattys2014 by MeishaOwen

"Hello children! It's nice to see you finally awake! Now,i expect you will be wondering what you're doing here? Well, you're about to play a game. It's called blackout. There will only be one survivor and one survivor alone. The rules of the game are; Kill or be killed. You will be let into a room. And in that room somebody will die. You can pick who that person is by killing them yourselves or you can wait until the lights go out at a random time. By the time they come back on somebody will have died. When somebody dies the door to the next room opens. There are seven rooms in total. Have fun!" *** Can i just note that the length of the chapter depends on how quickly the lights go out. So some chapters may be shorter than others :)

18+ mafia romance She is a daughter of the American Gang leader, a girl that can seduce and kill. But her secrets are bigger than anyone can imagine. She doesn't bow down to anyone, even to him. He is an heir to an Italian Mafia. Ruthless, stubborn, a killer. The devil himself. Everyone is scared of him, everyone but her. ....... His body is against mine, pressed to the wall. "Are you really going to kill me, right here, right now?" He whispered into my ear, his voice so deep, so intoxicating. My knife is definitely cutting through his skin right now. "Wouldn't be my first time." I respond. "Oh, I dont doubt that amore mio."

Melancholy

She hated them. They loved her with everything in them. The universe truly has a sick way of telling you it's there, doesn't it? From being kidnapped to being abused, that was all Arabella saw in life. It was all she ever knew. They tell you to keep fighting but sometimes you realize... you were just a child. Now she's built herself up using her pain as the next step to her strength. She's learnt how to strive forward even as her past haunts her mind crawling up her back every passing second. That is until the first 7 people who only ever brought her pain find their way back into her life. She has no way to let go of her past when they come right back to her. The world showed her no mercy in it's ways so why should she. ~~~ I let out a small sigh wanting more of this. I wanted to be held like this whenever I felt broken. Feel the way he puts me back together in his arms. It ate at my heart and I could have sworn I felt a feathery kiss on my head. It was as if he could hear my thoughts and was kissing them away for me. Slowly he lets one hand go, the other staying around me as he brings my chin up to him gently wiping my last tears as more fill my eyes. He sees this and his eyes look... crumbled. If you feel this way then why can't you choose me, Dominic. I shake my head from his hands wishing to step back but he pulls me back to him a pain filled groan leaving him. "Just one more minute. Please." His body shook and I brought him closer, feeling our pain become one. Our hurricanes of minds pull away even for the smallest time letting us stand together as one in each other's embrace. He was it for me. But I wasn't his.

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