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The 30th Letter

The 30th Letter

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Mystery
"Watch your back, pretty girl. Watch it carefully..." Natalie Walker is your average 17 year old girl. Well, it seemed like she was until she started receiving rather strange letters from an unknown sender. As she tries desperately to discover who the sender is, what will she run into? And why has this person decided to send these letters to her? Cover by @SpeedsMyGame
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Chanel Blanchett was a rich and snobby girl, she had it all, popular in high school with a perfect life and family, or so she thought. She was innocent behind her family's business but, was clueless as to what happens behind her mansions walls. All she wanted was ice cream from the grocery store downtown after finding out a horrible secret her father had been keeping from her. What she didn't expect was to witness a man at gun point, flaying from the scene in a panic manner. She'd been caught and kidnapped by the most feared gang leader, Giovanni De Luca. That's not the worst part . . . she'd lost all the ice cream she'd bought. • "My moms crazy enough to name me after a luxury company . . . I'm pretty sure I can handle a crazy criminal," I scoffed at him. This guys got some nerves. He grabbed me and dragged me towards his car. There was no way I would allow him to kidnap me. "Who do you think you are? You can't just kidnap me! Do you know who I am? Do you know who my father is?" I shouted at him. Thrashing in his strong grip, tears staring my cheeks. He was attractive, but that was the least of my worries. He made me drop my ice cream. I knew I should've just stayed at home and forgot about my annual Sunday Sundae. I was stuck in a difficult situation with a man who just killed someone, a human being. He could kill me without hesitation. I was also stuck in a trunk . . . of a Maserati car . . . with a psychotic gang leader from Italy. #1 in italy 10/28/20 #1 in loss 11/08/20 #1 in darkromance 11/22/20 #1 in sexualassault 02/13/21 #1 in mafiadon 04/10/21 #2 in money 11/08/20 #2 in teen 12/20/20 #2 in fear 04/10/21 #2 in broken 05/24/21 #3 in badboy 02/14/21 Book 1 of the Mafia Princess series. WARNING: CRINGE WRITING started 05/03/20 finished 04/08/21

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