Step Up
  • WpView
    Прочтений 1,000
  • WpVote
    Голосов 34
  • WpPart
    Частей 16
WpMetadataReadВ процессе54m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published птн, июн. 12, 2015
Aria is 17 year old girl who just moved from Queens, New York to Lowell, Massachusetts. She has brown long hair that hangs down her back, 5'7", dark skin, and has a new world in front of her. Has to make new friends and doesn't know what's coming towards her. What happens when she runs into big time thug Ismael, 17 years old, tan skin, 5'10", neck length dark hair? He gives her a feeling that brings butterflies to her stomach, but she can't feel that way towards him. She has a boyfriend but doesn't know weather or not to call him her boyfriend or her ex. Will she let him get through her and steal her love or will she ignore him and continue her relationship with her boyfriend/ex-boyfriend? Or will she fall for someone else?
Все права сохранены
#559
newbeginning
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

Вам также может понравиться

  • Broken Doll | ✔️
  • His bad girl (completed)
  • Everything Changes
  • The Thug and His Snowflake
  • Checkmate
  • His Love For Me
  • Thug Like You
  • ARIANA IS THE NAME
  • Strong Thug Love
  • Find me

⚠️ CHAPTER 41+ ARE PAID CONTENT VIA KO-FI ⚠️ ── ─ ┈┈┈┄┄╌╌ The De Luca brothers reign supreme in the underworld, holding dominion over the ruthless realm of the Italian Mafia. They are cold, merciless, driven by madness, their loyalty solely to blood. Yet, their lives take an unexpected turn when they discovered their thirteen years old little sister. *** "When she was choking me, is that... love?" she whispered, her voice barely audible, each word trembling as if afraid to leave her lips. Her eyes, wide and glassy, searched mine desperately, seeking a truth that she couldn't grasp amidst the fog of confusion and despair that clouded her mind. My heart seethed with rage, a torrent of emotions crashing against the walls of my restraint, threatening to betray the stoic facade I had carefully constructed. I wanted to scream, to shake her out of this misguided belief. Hestia, my little sister, stared back at me. Her innocence tainted by the cruel hands of someone who had twisted the meaning of love into something unrecognizable. She couldn't differentiate the painfully obvious truth, the clear distinction between love and control, kindness and cruelty. It was as if the very essence of her spirit was being suffocated, just as her breath had been. ── ─ ┈┈┈┄┄╌╌ [⚠️ Chapter 41+ are paid content via Ko-fi ⚠️] ⚠️ Trigger Warning: This story contains sensitive and potentially distressing themes, including abuse, sexual assault, rape, psychological trauma, and mature content. Note: - Update: Random - Cover by Canva © 2026 [CherylZielle]. All rights reserved. Do not copy or distribute the story without permission.

Подробнее
WpActionLinkТребования к контенту