Forever and A Day
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  • Parts 11
  • Time 1h 26m
Ongoing, First published Feb 23, 2019
///NOTICE: A slightly different writing style was used to complete the description than what's used in the actual body of this novel.\\\



Mariah Shures is a nice girl with a spit fire personality. One day she walked in a store for her usual once every two weeks shopping for the essentials. Rounding the corner for the feminine products isle she came face to chest with a man she'll not forget anytime soon. He was dreamy. His doe brown eyes, slicked back almost black hair, perfect eyebrows, and long dark lashes would have any girl squirming under their skin. And if that wasn't enough his jawline was marble crafted by handy arts men. And those lips, those amazingly plump pink lips. God, she just wanted to taste them. 

'Taste them? Pfft, more like swallow them,' she thought. 

Okay then, that's not weird at all is it? Anywayssss... He was breathtaking, a statue with movable legs and a gun just barely hidden as he reached out a hand to pull her up. 

'Ah shit, not this again.' 

Having seen the gun she was upright and on her feet in record timing. She swiftly turned on her heels and bolted out of the isle. 

Oh that's right, her dad just so happened to have made a deal with a drug lord to support his habit... Well both of her parent's habits. They agreed to give up their only daughter for a total seven years of all the drugs they wanted and to be free of any debts. What a family, much love to spread am I right? What a waste too, a life for seven years. 

She was on the run. Literally. That guy from the store like five seconds ago is still chasing her. I guess we'll see if she escapes this lunatic too or if Mariah runs out of luck this time.



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