LA FORMULA DEL NARCOTRAFICO
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Esta es una historia donde el protagonista llamado tom es un niño genio pero lamentablemente es de escasos recursos , y tiene que trabajar de mesero para mantener a su familia, el tenia una vida normal hasta que conoció a Antonio uno de los jefes de un Cartel importante el cual tenia mente destruir a los carteles colombianos a través de una formula capaz de destruir el negocio de la coca ína , y solo Tom puede descifrar esa formula, pero sin embargo otros jefes de carteles ponen su mirada en esa formula y harían todo lo posible para poner sus manos en ella , mandando a sus sicarios a buscar a Tom y obtener la formula que cambiara para siempre el negocio del narcotraficante
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Daddy Issues - Johnnyboy
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Touch Of Misery
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Venom's Alliance: Loyalty's Fracture
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20 Dollar Nosebleed ~manxboy
" Have you ever wanted to disappear? Give me a pen... Call me Mr. Benzedrine.... Don't let the doctor.... don't let the doctor in.." I have to keep myself away from it.... But I wanna' blow off steam... " Mr. Benzedrine?", the doctor got in with a huge smile. His breath was caught in his throat. Mr. Nicholas Benzendrine has a new drug he's getting addicted to. But his new little Nicotine ain't giving up. His drugs has other plans and deeper secrets. Nick badly wants to delve in.. But our little boy likes to play dangerous games... and our rich young man ain't stoppin' 'til he gets what he wants. Who would save these men to remain sane? -20 Dollar Nosebleed (Fallout Boy)Concluida
He walked up behind me in the mirror and placed his left tattooed hand around my neck. I felt his warm breath on my neck sending chills down my spine. "Mmm baby you might want to watch that pretty little mouth of yours before I put my dick down your throat fucking it so hard that tears leak from your eyes," he whispered trailing his right hand down my side to my hip. "But I'm sure you would enjoy that, wouldn't you? Having my dick in your mouth claiming it as yours." he continued dipping his head down to kiss my neck. I shook my head no and he let a low sexy chuckle. "I need words baby." "N-no your w-wrong, " I stammered clenching my legs together. "Well, I guess we'll have to test that theory. Shall we?" he asked smirking at me. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Jaxton Capistrano has a troubled past and is looked at as a bad and dangerous person from everyone's view. He gives off a tough bad boy expression but deep inside he has a caring heart. He carries a lot of secrets from the past that no one knows except for his best friend Diablo Johnston. When jaxton comes across a girl from his high school things begin to take a turn. A turn for better or worse. Chyna walker is your average high school girl just trying to make it to graduation. Although many wouldn't call her average once they get to know her she can be funny and free-spirited once she gets comfortable. The two things she loves the most in the world are food and sleep. She puts up a brave shield so no one will know the secrets about her past. If she needs someone to count on and trust it is her two best friends Lyric white and Egypt Rodriguez. When Chyna runs into her high school notorious bad boy will things change?
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