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Rubydoesnotexist

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Rubydoesnotexist

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"Stay the fuck here till we leave, you understand?" the man nodded. His gun still pointing to the driver, Scott kicked the motionless body with his foot and then we were running away. I didn't look back. Aristos grabbed my hand as we ran faster. I felt cold sweat around my neck, my body shaking as I tried to catch a breath so I wouldn't collapse. All I could see was the bleeding body that I saw lying near my feet.
Sometimes love may be worse than any addiction, making you do things for your loved one that you wouldn't do for any other human being. And Danielle Amara Moore will soon find out how it's true. Follow her journey along with Scott Anthony Arceneaux and Aristos Norman Petrou along their shows, tours and the dangerous streets of New Orleans.All Rights Reserved

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Doubts 2 by SherryB915

Part 2 of "Doubts" It was that same feeling I felt deep inside me the day my grandparents left me. My stomach began to cringe. My throat was in knots. My breathing had gotten hard. My instincts were telling me something just wasn't right. I felt useless and alone... I had always knew pain my whole life but this was next level. That feeling of holding back and regret filled my veins with agony. I was lost in my thoughts. My heart felt colder and colder with every minute that passed by. Who am I ? Who am I really ? What is my purpose in this life that I lived? That I once knew ..... why did this bad luck fall upon my life? What did I do to deserve this ? I'm cursed. I have to be. I cried so much in that hospital bed that no tears seemed to want to fall anymore. I had no tears left in me to shed. When Akeem left this room, I knew it would be the last time that I would see him. My better half. My Ace. My love. My husband. My life. Gone. Forever. It wasn't confirmed but I knew it. I just knew it. Life fucked me hard. So why not throw it back.

Stalked By A Serial Killer by NotCrazyYaJustStupid

"How do you feel now, Morgan?" She says, more pointing something out than asking a question. She grabs hold of my wrists and tightens them. If I could see properly I could swear I see them turn purple. "I could beat you to the bone, right here, right now, till you die from your injuries. But, I won't. You will die. Maybe not today, maybe not in a month, but you will." Well, obviously I'm going to die. Humans don't live forever. "Wonder why?" "No, and I really don't care." She answers anyway. "Because we have the power, the people, and the weapons to do it. Face it, you're defenseless against us." I feel some blood flooding my mouth, so I, being a perfectly nice person, spit it in her face. That doesn't faze her at all. "I have the strength and intelligence, something you clearly don't have. Whatever y'all do to me, it won't break me. I will put up a hell of a fight before losing. I will fight, and I will win." I turn over and look at her fellow companions. "Even if I die doing it." "Is that a risk you're willing to take?" ____________________________________ 17 year old Morgan Peters is an average girl living life. When she goes on a trip to Rio de Janeiro to watch the FIFA finals with a few friends, a serial killer committing massacres joins in on the sporty fun and shows the thousands of fans what true adrenaline is. After the games and a few bumps along the way, she returns to her hometown, and shortly starts receiving suspicious texts from an unknown number. She figures that it appears she has a stalker on her hands. Can she live with a stalker? Or will it get more mendacious, chaotic and deadly? Follow Morgan and her best friends as love sparks, secrets get released, and betrayal of family floods through their veins. ALL NAMES, INCIDENTS, AND SOME EVENTS ARE PURELY FICTIONAL! OTHERS MAY BE COINCIDENTAL. All rights reserved.

Choosing Jada [Book 2] by KindaWerid

A dead woman walking would make anyone do a double take. She never thought she would see him again. He never thought she could have survived. More questions left than answers Jada and Alessio must finally work together. Nothing was right in the world without Jada in it and now nothing was right with her in it either. Book Excerpt: "Where are you trying to take me? You snagged us up, but where are we going," She asked pointedly. "To my grandparent's home." "That's a terrible idea. We need a safe place to go, not somewhere so obvious." "My grandfather knows important people. Trust me, he's the safest place in Italy we could be." "No, I won't just blindly follow your lead. I won't risk my sons life on something like that." "And where would you go? How would you be any safer? If it wasn't for me, our son would be long gone. You have no resources. You have nothing. Somehow, I am the bad guy!" "Yes you're the fucking bad guy, you can't trip me into marriage and then putting me through hell as I tried my best to survive. You're the bad guy because I never agree to be with a criminal master mind or whatever you do. I have no idea. I don't know anything about you. I was cheated on and lied to just as much. Don't go blaming your hurt feelings all on me. You started this. You are the reason. I'm finally reacting to the way you treated me! I was delusional, scared, and confused. You isolated me from my people. I wasn't okay. I've been ripped from the life I knew!" [In Progress 4/19/24- ] Rankings #118 Man #44 deathandlife #5 lovetragedy

FOR TROUBLED KIDS. by Mya2tact

"Do you think we're soul mates?" She asked, lifting her head in order to lock eyes with him. It took him a moment, mustering up his answer. Thinking about how they were so alike, but so different. How they had been through similar things and had the same outlooks on certain perspectives in life. The connection that they shared. It was like she was made specifically for him. No one would ever be able to hold a candle to her and the way she made him feel. She was his person, and he was hers. "To be honest...yeah." He replied, wrapping his arm around her. --- Knucks is a misunderstood teenage girl, deemed as destructive to the society with her reoccurring outbursts and rebellious behavior. Anger fuels her defiant spirit but beneath her exterior, lies a vulnerable girl searching high and low for someone to help her through a time of crisis. Bones quiet and reserved, has nothing but a hard exterior looking from the outside in, when in reality he is just an innocent boy. He's fighting to keep his head above the water also known as life, that is trying its hardest to submerge and break him down mentally. When the two teenagers find themselves in an environment far away from home with others just like them, it leaves both of them separately hopeless about the outcomes of their future lives. One night upon meeting each other, one felt as if they had nothing to live for anymore, while the other felt the same way only holding a different meaning a sense.The night bringing them closer than ever eventually has to come to an end. It's up to the two of them to carry out the strange but alluring connection made with each other, or leave it in the night they met. SLOW BURN; 2 books in 1 STARTED; FEB 19th 2024 PUBLISHED; MARCH 3rd 2024 FINISHED; SEPTEMBER 29th, 2024

Heartstrings by bossbitch3000

As two souls together intertwined And as two guarded hearts turned blind, What started off as hate, later served as a bind And now for them, all the stars and moons like fate alined. What ever happens and no matter life's pusillanimity Our heartstrings connect us to infinity ___________________________________________ It was starting to get warm. Still not breaking eye contact, Landon put one hand under my chin and lifted my head up. We were inches apart at this point. Due to our height difference, I stood on my tiptoes, in hopes of reaching his face, and he bent down to reach mine. I could feel his warm minty breath on my lips as he cupped one of my cheeks with his hand, but only after tucking a stray strand of hair behind my ear. Suddenly, Clyde busted the door open causing Landon and I to quickly fall apart. Clyde seemed out of breath and very agitated... #8heartstings (01/30/2020) #9mexican-american (1/9/2021) #9mayhem (04/17/2020)

𝙈𝙍. 𝙉𝙄𝘾𝙀𝙂𝙐𝙔 by st4rg1rl24

As Scott Arceneaux comes across a strange girl who's in need of help, he takes her into his care and finds out that they get along pretty well. Scott lives with his cousin Aristos Petrou who had just gained a big popularity in the rap game with a label called 'G59 Records' as they both drop music through the name $uicideboy$. Him and his cousin were constantly using drugs to avoid their problems and fill the void of their trauma and tragedy's, but can Scott turn his life over before he loses a girl he swore to protect? #1 in WETTO #1 in GREYFIVENINE #1 in RUBYDACHERRY. 6/4/2024 #1 in SUICIDEBOYS 8/19/2024 #1 in G59 11/12/2024

Deception (Urban Fiction) by beautifullychy

Warning: Mature audiences only. "I love you," he whispered seductively in my ears sending chills throughout my entire body. I was more than in love with this man. He had my mind going wild with just a single touch of his soft hands against my skin. "I want you," he says as he gently pulls me into his arms and kisses my lips passionately. Making my body want more of the sensational feeling his affection created in my body. I was most definitely sprung and I honestly didn't want this amazing feeling he gave me to ever end. He was phenomenal, and he had all of the attributes I looked for in a man. He was fine as hell, romantic, consistent, loyal, funny, active, and had money. "How can a man be so perfect?" I thought in my head as I looked lustfully into his dark brown eyes. "Or maybe he isn't as perfect as I think?" I questioned myself being opened to the possibility that I was slightly blinded by his perfections. "Or what if he's playing me and he's not who I think he is at all?" I thought jokingly, quickly eliminating that possibility. ****************** Who is this wondrous man? is he as great as he seems? Or are the possibilities endless? Follow Nevaeh Nicole Johnson on her search for happiness. Maybe she's already found it? But you'll have to find out.

Double-Edged Sword - $UICIDEBOY$ by MarcellTheRat

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Street Symphony (Part 1) by Babynie__

Kendra Why won't he listen to me, when I tell him its a better life out there for him? Why is he turnin to that life? Why is he trying to be something he's not? Dont he see that he's hurting me? I love him so much. He need to be with me and not the streets. Never thought I'd be afraid to trust Somebody that I love so much If I can get him out of the streets Then he could come back to me Now I see that there ain't no "us" Baby to me that's a definite plus If I can't get you out of the streets Then you don't need to be with me Dario Shit gets hard, what must I do to maintain, what must I do to stay out of the rain. I must confess I'm in a fantasy world depressed. Drinkin heavy trying to drain the pain smokin loud hopin the high will save me from going insane. No one never really understands that im doing what I can. Just let me ride... All Copyrights Reserved® By Niecy Woods

Dying Flame (Editing) by Mystical_Angel13

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Doubts 2

Part 2 of "Doubts" It was that same feeling I felt deep inside me the day my grandparents left me. My stomach began to cringe. My throat was in knots. My breathing had gotten hard. My instincts were telling me something just wasn't right. I felt useless and alone... I had always knew pain my whole life but this was next level. That feeling of holding back and regret filled my veins with agony. I was lost in my thoughts. My heart felt colder and colder with every minute that passed by. Who am I ? Who am I really ? What is my purpose in this life that I lived? That I once knew ..... why did this bad luck fall upon my life? What did I do to deserve this ? I'm cursed. I have to be. I cried so much in that hospital bed that no tears seemed to want to fall anymore. I had no tears left in me to shed. When Akeem left this room, I knew it would be the last time that I would see him. My better half. My Ace. My love. My husband. My life. Gone. Forever. It wasn't confirmed but I knew it. I just knew it. Life fucked me hard. So why not throw it back.