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Parts 47
Time 2h 8m

i-smoke-hot-cheetos

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Pluto Barter: Young, dumb and definitely broke, well sort of. Her parents send her money, but she doesn't give 2 shits about them, not then and not now.She was really a badass kid. 
Only thing to comfort her shattered soul, is a bottle of vodka, a blunt, her little bird Jupiter and some soothing music.

Ghem Ki: Working, Working and Working. He worked to get to where he was and he isn't letting no one knock him down. He's sweet, well mannered and oh so handsome. He has a perfect life and nothing to worry about.

Some broken souls need a little fixing.All Rights Reserved

asianman blackwoman blunts broken bwwm chillvibes different love

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The Twister | ✓ by StarrisMichelle

No matter how much I tried, life kept me there. I mean all I wanted was to die. I smoked just so I could die. I even got myself a disease. But believe it or not, life started looking up from there. I was used to hating almost everything. It was Gene I inherited from my father. Who knew a hater like me could see the rainbow after the rain, instead of thick sticky mud. I'm McKenzie Miller and in one of my downfall, met this golden boy, that thought me how to smile. He was my twister. He made me want to live and see the world in a different life. He loved me, thereby teaching me how to love. Even in the most confusing way, he held me when I cried. And as I told myself I wasn't his type, he made sure to make me know that he didn't want a good girl with clean records, he wanted a jailbird that spray painted walls at ungodly hours of the day. As my ghost chased me, he ran with me. He is my twister. COMPLETE WARNING! I write better in real life, so this will be a kind of immature. Read with caution. Other than that, enjoy.

𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍: 𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝟏 𝐨𝐟 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐥𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 by _Crazy_Lunatic_

🔱 BROKEN 🔱 A feeling of hopelessness, loneliness and despair. A feeling that leaves a person empty, blank and stone cold because of it. Usually accompanied by a lack of self worth. Cause: Trauma, depression or loss of a loved one. Sometimes all of them. Can also be a side effect of bottled up feelings, waiting to burst at any moment. Treatment: The greatest cure for of al. A cure so hard-so rare, yet beautiful-to find, let alone acquire. Once it is in your grasp however, nothing can come between it and the person who craves it. Love. 🔱🔱🔱 Ashley Crowther has had it all. She's been all. She knows nothing but joy, laughter and how to have a good time. Get under her skin however, and she might just bite. You might just see a side of her that she's so expertly great at keeping at bay. But how long? How long will it take for her true self to finally burst free? 🔱🔱🔱 Eros Huxley is broken. To a point where he cant be put back together, to a point where he couldn't care less about anything. He's been the boy your parents warned you to never play with, the boy who never smiles, the boy covered in bruises and the boy who always looks down. The black sheep of not just his family, but of a whole town. All these before he was even 12 years old. What about when he gets older? 🔱🔱🔱 With every light, there is a darkness, waiting for its moment to come. With every right, there is a wrong. With every joy, there is a sorrow. Nothing can truly be itself, without having an opposite side to it. One cannot exist without the other. With sadness always watching from the corner, growing and growing, bigger and stronger, for its moment to arrive; to surface. No one is ever truly free from it. ©

You And Me, Forevermore by TrishaChakraborty6

"He was the definition of what you call bad, he smoked, he broke the law, he drove too fast for his own good.He didn't care because no one taught him how to. But when it came to her, he wanted to be the best man.He couldn't bare the thought of her being hurt by him...or by anyone else. He would kill to protect her, the girl who cared about someone as worthless as him in all her perfection". "Perfection... that's what she's always been. Not even her scars could steal the hope in her eyes. She waited for someone. And when she met him, she couldn't help what she felt. She fell hard for him. And so did her saviour. The girl who had a little too much heart to go around. She never thought herself of being worthy of his love. And she'd go to hell and back for the one who loved her fiercely".

Cold Water by adaline_meadows

[BWWM] I was only twelve years old when the world turned cold. The day my mom died in that car accident, I felt like someone had dumped a bucket of ice water over my heart. My dad, who had always been my hero, suddenly became a stranger, filled with rage and blame. He couldn't see that I was hurting, too; he only saw me as a reminder of his loss. The accusations cut deep. He said it was my fault for being there, for not doing something to save her. For being the reason she was in the car in the first place. In the years that followed, things only got worse. The abuse started gradually-a harsh word here, a shove there-but it escalated, leaving scars that I carried long after the physical pain faded. I was drowning in my own despair, struggling to keep my head above water while my father's anger raged like a storm around me. I only had a break from his anger when I started living with Aunt Dina-my mom's older sister. Well, that was because she found me nearly dead on my bed after I took a dozen pills. I was tired of living. I had hit rock bottom. The harsh whispers that followed me around and the stares at school. I pretended not to notice, like it didn't bother me. But it did. I was alone. Then came Athalia, a ray of sunshine cutting through my darkness. With her, I felt something I hadn't felt in years-happiness. She became my light through the darkness and my lifeline. ••••••••••• ● Warnings ⚠️ ~ Mention of suicide ~ Anxiety attacks ~ Rape attempt ~ Mention of self-harm ~ Depression

The Demon's Sparrow by Kaylawide

Formerly called 'Withered' Highest Ranking as of 5/18/2018: #5 in Matureaudience; 12/7/2018: #3 in ied I gulped as his hand cupped my jaw, "Tell me River. Are you scared of me?" He asked and I looked up at his eyes. I didn't have to ponder over the matter long. "I don't know." I said softly. Daimen frowned and studied me for a while, "Just wondering, because you seem to love pissing me off. And most people don't. So I guess you need some figuring out to do." ********* Daimen and River were both seniors at the same high school, they took some of the same classes, walked the same halls, live in fair distance from each other, but they couldn't have been more different. When high school was over River and Daimen became ghosts to each other but then years later fate decides to bring them back together. River Sparrow hates confrontation. She's jumpy, but tries to see the bright side of situations. She's quiet, soft spoken, the "teacher's pet," and keeps to herself a lot. She's a volunteer at the local animal shelter and loves one dog in particular the most. Daimen Princeston would fight in a heartbeat. He's strong, intimidating, and pretty much has people running for the hills at the very aspect of him getting angry. His devil-may-care attitude swirls around him and no one wants to get on his bad side. Of course River is afraid of him, and she has a good right to be. But when River starts to learn more of the young man everyone fears she starts to see him in a new way. After some time feelings grow stronger and she hopes she's not fallen for a murderer. And if she has, who is she to deny him the love he so desperately needs?

The Bay (URBAN FICTION) by afroafrican

You can try and run from the streets, but you can never escape the streets. You see the only way you can escape the streets is if you're dressed in orange or they're dressed in black. ---- Close your eyes and imagine yourself being trapped in a hell and the only place you could escape to is a journal that holds all your darkest flaws. But you're going to have to come up from that journal every once in a while to be met by the man you call the devil but to others is your boyfriend. Now open your eyes and take a breath and answer this question. Will you snap or will you hide behind your journal? REVIEWS: 'When I first read it I already knew it was going to be different. You have a way of ending your chapters with the readers wanting more. --coraazons' 'The Bay was an intriguing read. There were moments when I felt I had the situation figured out only for another layer to reveal itself. --idreamofme' 'This book is so good omg--ChocolatePimp' 'U know I just started reading ur book and I am hooked. I almost didn't want to comment, it's so good. U have me on the edge of my seat. It's crazy but back to the regular program--newmomma29' 'This book is gonna be the death of me--o9ange' 'Loving this story! Suspenseful and action packed! I can't wait to read more, but I will. Thank you!--ANReed1' 'Too excited to breath...girl you're talented. Gladly waiting updates.--ShantaGordon' 'Ohmygosh I love this story! Athena is a tough chick and I love reading about her.--shanticlaire'

The next heir by RISINGAURORA

She knew she can't love him, He knew he shouldn't fall for her, And he silently watched her loving him just like how he loved her. Yet life happened and they fell, Hard. When they said love is a curse, they never told what is the cure. When enemies turn into someone close, that doesn't change the fact that they are meant to kill. ************ Nothing hits us hard than life itself, but who stands strong, Wins... 1st rank - fierce

Nine Months Later by chimmiecherry007

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The List that Lead the Logical Nia Birch to Fall in Love by creativethot

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