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Playing With Fire

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Reads 277
Votes 36
Parts 15
Time 5h 35m

Mature

Go with Lauryn Martin, a rookie cop going deep undercover to infiltrate a new drug ring that leaves bodies in their wake to take over the city. She'll have to balance on the fine line of the law, making the right decisions to reach her end goal. Will she be able to complete her mission, or will she be tempted to start a new life?



I lunged at Lupe before she could initiate an attack on me first. I caught her by surprise, throwing my fist right at her nose. After hearing a loud crack, I sent my elbow to the side of the blondes face. Lupe moved the shiv in a fluent movement across my ribs. I heard the fabric in my jumpsuit getting ripped, as I tried evading. Nothing was stinging, so I know she didn't cut me. Lupe stabbed at me, taking just a half step to much. I clamped hard down on her wrist, moving my other hand behind her neck and slammed my knee into her stomach. She sputtered, dropping the shiv and stumbled back while the blonde woman managed to hit me once more across my jaw. 

She quickly eyed the shiv on the floor between us and dived for it. Lupe had found her balance again and I knew that now was the chance to gain the upper hand. As the blonde grabbed the shiv, I sent a solid kick to the side of her head that sent her face flying right into the wall. I completely froze when I saw she didn't move. Lupe leapt over her and smashed right into me. I lost my footing and fell right on my back with Lupe on top of me. She started choking me with both hands and I immediately felt the tension building in my skull. I thrashed against her, sending punch after punch to her ribs and stomach but she didn't budge. 

"I got you now bitch, now fucking die!" Lupe spoke through gritted teeth and pressed harder around my neck. My thrashing became nonexistent and my punches, soft clawing.All Rights Reserved

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Fighting for Rose by whitetigerpaw

-Blake- Rose stands not too far in front of the ring looking at me, her face is pale and my gut twists in ways it never has. She shouldn't be here, why the hell is she here? My hands drop to my side, the victorious feeling once flowing through me is replaced with one of dread. She saw me fighting. ------- -Rose- "Alright. Time for you to go." He says. I feel the pull on my arm as he tries to take me away but my feet feel like they are glued to the ground as I continue to look at Blake. He has a little smirk on his face as he looks over the crowd. A look so completely different than any of the ones I saw the other day. Then our eyes meet, and his smirk drops. He drops his hands that were just held high in victory and looks at me like he's seeing a ghost. The guard pulls harder on my arm and I go flying back into his chest. "Listen here, I don't want to manhandle you, so do as I fucking say. Move." He growls as he pushes me into the crowd of celebrating people. I do what he says and start walking towards the exit, but I look over my shoulder one last time before I'm too far in the crowd to see anything. Blake's hands are fisted by his side and his face is red with anger, his eyes are focused on the hands that are on me pushing me away from him. ----- I am the original owner of this book, please do not copy. Strong language and themes of abuse, mental illness and violence. I don't own any of the pictures used in this story. #1 in alone 11/23/21 #1 in strong 11/30/21 #2 in boxing 4/19/22 #1 in goodgirl 5/8/22 #1 in fighting 5/19/22

Love in Captivity: Chains of Obsession by imcrazyyourpoint

This story is about a girl who catches the eyes of a dangours gang leader. Started when i was really young so may majorly edit the beginning.🙃 read at your own risk. Dark romance forced proximity Updated weekly Wednesday Smut containing chapters will have 🔥 in title His rough, husky breath whispered in my ear, "Now, what's a girl like you doing at a time like this?" I refused to answer him as I continued to try and break out of his iron-like grip. "Let me go," I whispered breathlessly. I felt the vibration of his laugh on my back. "Now, why would I do that little one? You're mine." ''Wh-what n-n-no you're not let me go now," I said as I dug my fingernails into his forearms. His calm composure was gone as he slammed my body against a nearby wall. I whimpered lightly. He responded roughly. "I'm not going to say this again, little one. You are testing my patience. I'm not afraid to put you in your place. You aren't leaving me; you are mine!!! Do I make myself clear?!!!" I felt tears stream down my face as I responded with a nob. He didn't seem pleased with this "answer with your words, dammit," he screamed. "Yeah, I understand, I said shakily. He smiled at me, brought his lips up to my check, and kissed me. "Okay, let's go, "he said with a light smile, grabbing my hand in an iron-like grip. A car stopped near me, and he opened the door, trying to pull me in. I quickly came to the realization what was happening, and I ran away from him. However, he easily caught me and threw me over his shoulder. I pounded my fist against his back. It seemed to unfase him as he threw me, closed the door, and looked hard at me. I sank down at his glare. "Go, Andrew," the strange man called out. After a while, his anger seemed to dial down, and he then sighed, running his hand through his brown hair.

HER (COMPLETED) by tyiasha123

"Can you just take me home please?" I asked again. I put the drink down folding my arms over my chest. "I don't want to." He said grabbing me sitting on the couch. "I wanna get to know you some more" he pulled my feet on his lap unstrapping my shoes. "What you wanna know King" I said with a attitude. "Everything." He said continuing to rub my feet. The conversation started slow, about the kids and about my job, next thing I knew I began telling him everything and when I say everything, even my traumas as a child. He was telling me so many stories about his childhood and his family, especially his relationship with Man. I could tell that he really loved him, probably even more than he loved his self. We were talking for about 3 hours now and I was really starting to like him. I was laughing about a story of him and Man getting whooped when they were 10 for fighting some kids in their neighborhood. I couldn't stop laughing and he just kept staring at me smiling. "You know you beautiful right?" He said steering the energy in the room to something different. "Thank you King" I said looking at him smiling. "Come closer" he said pulling me closer to him. He grabbed my hand kissing it once...twice .... three times before making his way up the side of my neck. Next thing I know I felt sloppy kisses all on my neck. I grabbed his head gently savoring the feeling he was giving me. What was he doing to me...........! India is just trying to do her best. She has 3 kids to take care of, which of whom are not her own. She's only 19 and just needs a day, that's all. She meets someone, he's dangerous and not a a complete night in shining armor. Watch her as she journeys into adulthood. Sequel Coming Soon

Kari by SighaWrites

"I thought I told yo ass to get on birth control?" Shawn asked harshly I rolled my eyes facing away from him "And I thought I told your ass I'm not doing that because of the amount of side effects" "Yeah you ending up pregnant" he spat I scoffed "I'm not getting on birth control Shawn so you can forget that shit" I sassed "Who the fuck you talkin to" his voice boomed from his room as I was in his bathroom "You nigga the fuck" I mugged him he chuckled bitterly *** Love can be blinding but the right love, unconditional love will keep you in check and help you see clearer than you've ever seen before. Will Kari, Can Kari find that love?

Forever Fighting | ✔️ | [previously Espionage: double-cross] by WinterWillow901

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Double Standards (Part 1) by nikkihershell

He stared down at me with those cold dark eye's. Backing me up against the wall with his hand pressed against my throat he growled out. "Do you know the ways I could kill you? The things I could do to you babydoll? I'll ask you again, what did you see in my black bag?" Through tears, I stammered out. "N-nnothing. I saw nothing" Giving me that malicious smile of his, he spoke in that deep Italian accented voice "Good answer Laney, good answer". Finally letting me go, I placed my hand to my throat where his hand had burned into my skin, and watched him leave me standing there. Little did I know that when I robbed him as a prank it would change my life forever. LIttle did I know he harbored dark secrets and was the rising Italian mafia boss. Little did I know he would become so important to me. Little did I know that London Harper would own me heart, body, and soul. What the hell was I thinking. I came to this small southern town strictly for business, yet managed to get robbed by some college girl. If it had been anyone eles, they would be dead before the sun set, but I can't bring myself to harm her. She has become my obsession. I eat, breath, sleep Laney Valor. Wanting so bad to whisk her back to New York with me,to live the normal life for once, but how can I corrupt the soul of this innocent beautiful girl. She knows nothing of my darkness, nothing of the mafia lifestyle. Torn between what's right and what's wrong, I leave her behind, but this wicked women seems to keep popping up in my life in the most unexpected ways. Laney simply won't disappear. Let the corruption begin..... 🚫 Warning: This is a dark romance. Intended for mature reader's.

Savage by sad-sim

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Indecorous by rosieredness

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Why Me | Book 1 by AlyGreen702

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Tainted by Marie__reid

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Fighting for Rose

-Blake- Rose stands not too far in front of the ring looking at me, her face is pale and my gut twists in ways it never has. She shouldn't be here, why the hell is she here? My hands drop to my side, the victorious feeling once flowing through me is replaced with one of dread. She saw me fighting. ------- -Rose- "Alright. Time for you to go." He says. I feel the pull on my arm as he tries to take me away but my feet feel like they are glued to the ground as I continue to look at Blake. He has a little smirk on his face as he looks over the crowd. A look so completely different than any of the ones I saw the other day. Then our eyes meet, and his smirk drops. He drops his hands that were just held high in victory and looks at me like he's seeing a ghost. The guard pulls harder on my arm and I go flying back into his chest. "Listen here, I don't want to manhandle you, so do as I fucking say. Move." He growls as he pushes me into the crowd of celebrating people. I do what he says and start walking towards the exit, but I look over my shoulder one last time before I'm too far in the crowd to see anything. Blake's hands are fisted by his side and his face is red with anger, his eyes are focused on the hands that are on me pushing me away from him. ----- I am the original owner of this book, please do not copy. Strong language and themes of abuse, mental illness and violence. I don't own any of the pictures used in this story. #1 in alone 11/23/21 #1 in strong 11/30/21 #2 in boxing 4/19/22 #1 in goodgirl 5/8/22 #1 in fighting 5/19/22