Meet Lex Arrington, a smart spunky kind individual. Her many flaws include her quickly judge people, making them instant enemies or friends. She had been dragged to this hangout from her twin brother Edward, who wanted to introduce her to all his friends. She was being separated from her father her last year in highschool and moving in with her brother and mother. She never wanted to move she wanted to stay at home with her father. But when she reaches her brothers friends, will she become friends with them? Or will her quick judgement take the best of her? After spending the night there will she even be able to see her family again?
WARNING: This book does contain strong language, (ex. crap, fuck, bitch) and violence, there may be inferences to different topics such as, depression, suicide, sex, murder, and different illnesses.
~~Let the game begin~~
Meet 12 kids.
12 problems
12 stories
4 floors
who will win?
Friends?
Foes?
1 will survive this intense 'game'
Who will it be?
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Battles
Blood
Tears
Drama
Who will win, if anyone wins at all.
54 Kapitel Abgeschlossene Geschichte Erwachseneninhalt
54 Kapitel
Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Erwachseneninhalt
Raven Rodriguez has grown up a normal life with the future of the mafia looming over her back.
A new guy moves to her school and seems to make it his mission to torment her. Raven has no clue why, at first she hated it, she hated him, but then she realised that something else was between them. A strong desire for one another.
When Raven discovers Hunters biggest secret, the door is opened into the world of Mafia far sooner than she had planned.
What happens in this exciting, thrilling, sexy world of the mafia as a young women, just trying to survive, just trying to find out who she is.
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Chapter 1:
I turned to go sit down when I caught someone watching from the corner of my eye.
He was staring at me with an expression of pure hatred.
I stared back.
I must admit, even with such a nasty look on his face, he was rather attractive.
His powerful arms were crossed, the unzipped leather jacket tight around the biceps. I could just make out dark tattoos poking out of the white collar of his uniform, brushing against his sharp jawline.
His dark brown hair, do dark it was nearly black, looked as if he had sat in front of the mirror styling it, or perhaps he had just got out of bed.
Still, as I turned to sit, I couldn't help but feel as if those deep, storm blue eyes were still watching me, burning a hole in my back.
I didn't know his name, but the look he gave me made me feel as if he knew everything, and I mean everything about me.
Word count: 90,000
warnings: mature themes and violence