Family Comes First
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Última publicación dom, feb 26, 2023
Taking a seat on the bed and grabbing the lotion "Can we talk in the morning" I said lowly sliding on my socks and underwear. I was going to sleep so I didn't really care for a shirt "If you can't talk now then there's nothing to talk about" Kai spoke with her lip curled up causing me to smack my lip. "I said we can talk in the morning" I told her laying back in the bed trying to dogde the conversation. Watching Kai as she sat in the bed staring at nun in particular "I saw the gun in your trunk" she said talking about the gun I keep put in my car. "Why you was searching?" I questioned her I knew she wasn't searching but rather argue over that then what she was questioning me about. "Searching? Ion gotta search" she said snatching the cover back "You could get out" she added laying down facing the opposite way. She was starting to piss me off to me shit wasn't that deep I could tell her in the morning. "What's to you?" I asked her scooting closer behind her "Why everything got to be a secret with you" she whispered.
That's just how I am?" I told Kai truthfully.
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Sinner (Completed)
"Mama, I can't just leave Abir." I admitted, telling her exactly why I couldn't do this. Not only would she be snatching me away from my family and friends but she was taking me away from the person I'd loved for five going on six years. I couldn't just walk away from him. "Baby.." She trailed off, sighing deeply. "I know you love Abir." She stood to her feet to stop packing for a moment and pulled me into her. "But I promise you, there will be other boys. Right now you have to do what's best for you and that's coming with your daddy and I to give you a better life." "Better life for who? You?!" I screamed out, becoming even more angry at her choice of words. As if my feelings were robotic and I could just turn them on and off for any and every person. "My feelings just don't matter to y'all at all, huh?" I asked, crying harder than before now. "Speak to your mother with some respect, Giselle." My father spat to me and I shook my head, watching as they stood there looking at me like some dumb teenager. This wasn't puppy love for me. I didn't spend 5 years building something, just to walk away from it for their dreams. I couldn't do it. Sinner. Book #1Concluida
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| Blurred Lines |
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Trap Queen (CURRENTLY EDITING)
"Is there a party we didn't get invited to?" Marc comes in and asks while whipping out his pistol and POW! blowing a hole right in Shay's shoulder. she screams like I never heard before and collapses. I shook from the sound of the shot but I wasn't at all scared. This drives Keen to jump behind the bed and grab his gun. Savior stands in the middle of everyone and says: "No were not gonna have a shoot out right now we gone talk and get shit in order." "Nah ain't no order when that bitch Ji gone get here?" I ask out loud. "Ji been here baby." someone says and comes out from behind the door way. It was the bitch all this revolved around, the bitch who caused my baby to be killed, the bitch who took it all from me, it was: Queen Ji herself. "Now, let's get this party started." She says and pulls out a gun and aims..... and fire's it.. right at.. me.Concluida
Chase Me
"Y-you can't run away you have our baby," he says screaming "Bella Open the door" He yells and hits the window. "Please come back baby I'm sorry!" He looks at me and through the window, I can tell he isn't sorry. "I'm sorry" he repeats and I feel tears coming. "You...hit me" I sob. "I didn't mean to I was drunk!" he taps the window "Please baby I will work on myself, just get inside" He whispers. I start panicking. What happens when he finds me? Will he hurt me? Or kill me? I lock the car and turn the engine on. "baby please please" He sobs. I drive out of the garage and start the GPS. Once I do that I stop on the light and put my hand on my bump. "It's just you and me, " I rub my belly and start driving. This is it.Concluida
101 Ways To Tame A Rockstar
Kai sat at the edge of the bed, jaw tight, big hands wrapping gauze around my split knuckles. He was too careful, too quiet- the type that comes right before a storm rips through you. I woke up halfway through, yanked my hand free. "Don't touch me." He didn't flinch. Just looked at me with those wolf-grey eyes like I was the only war he ever wanted to fight. "Dont do that." I blinked."What?" His mouth barely moved."You dont get to do that after what you did." My lips curled into a dangerous smile. "And if I do?" He grabbed me by the jaw-gentle and cruel all at once. My breath hitched. "Then I'll just have to remind you who you belong to." His lips crashes against mine. The kiss was raw, possessive, demanding-his tongue forcing its way past my lips, dominating me until my knees nearly buckled. When he finally pulled back, a thin string of saliva connected us. I let out a needy, humiliating whine at the loss of contact. The world stopped "You want to break things?" His voice a low growl, "Break me.You want pain? I'll give you pain that loves you back. But if you ever throw yourself in front of filth like that again-" His grip on my jaw tightened, not enough to hurt, just enough to own. "I might just kill someone." *** They call me the prince of chaos. The media's favorite sin. Award-winning artist, tabloid disaster, human trainwreck with pretty eyes and prettier scars. But I didn't ask for the crown. I do drugs to sleep. Smoke to breathe. Fuck to feel. Punch cameras.Curse in interviews. And I don't apologize for any of it. That's how I got kai-my new bodyguard. 6ft something of quiet death, jaw sharp enough to cut glass, and eyes like he's already decided how I'll die if I piss him off. He doesn't play nice and he sees too much. And when he touches me, the world gets quiet for once. This isn't your typical love story. It's war. ME vs Myself. ME vs My Past. ME vs the man who swore he'd protect me - even from myself. You want to know how it ends? So do I.
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"I know I should've talked to you about it but I-" I started but stopped, looking down at my feet again. I had no excuse. The only thing on my mind was graduating, I never put his feelings into perspective. "Dominic, I'm sorry. I was being selfish and only thinking of myself but baby, I promise if you give me another chance.." I trailed off, breathing heavily. "..if you give us another chance, I'll never do it again. I promise." I tried to grab his face but he roughly pulled away from me. "Don't touch me." He spoke sternly, breaking me even more. "Look.." He trailed off, looking away again. "Me and you..we're done." He spoke, finally looking down at me. "Dominic." I pleaded. "Don't say that. Please." "Na', this shit is over, T." He went on and I began to sob.Concluida
New town. New identity. Same crazy. I love it!!! (insert enthusiastic voice ) (cough, cough) Not!! I hate it. I hate having to to hide who I am. But to protect the civilians and my new home from being destroyed like my last ones, I have obey the leader's rule. No matter if I do disapprove. But all of that changes when I meet, more like bump into someone who's special. ... DOOR OPENS. "Naomi Satchel!" my mother yells as she comes blaring through the doors. "Yes?" I say as I still lie under the covers. My mother pulls my cover from my body and tosses it on the floor. I quickly sit up in my bed and glare at her. "Get your ass up now you have half an hour left before your first-period starts and you better not be late," she demands. "Mom, this isn't my school. This isn't my home. I don't want to go." I whine and beg my mother at the same time to let me stay home. What was I thinking? My mom has an image to uphold being this perfect mother who loves and cares about her little baby girl. We both know the truth. Until a few years ago, I never even knew she existed. She and my father both agreed to send me here because they couldn't stand the fact that I fell in love with a black boy. Although neither of them would ever admit, that's the only reason why I know of her. I don't want to attend a school where I'm going to have to forsake who I truly am just to fit into their liking. How can I explain that to my mom when she sees everything to be black and white.
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