Thing are not what they seem

Thing are not what they seem

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Innocent. Pure. Like an angel. " be careful, he is more dangerious then he looks ." A fallen Angel. A lost soul. A helpless soul. " watch him. He's special. " Has the devil taken over his mind? " He's a phsycopath! He will killl him if its the last thing he does! " "All i see in my dreams...his face...his eyes...thoses deadly eyes...piercing through me...and then it goes black... I have had that dream for as long as i can remember... But why?" -------- A story about a vulnerable boy set out to live a normal life and help his unstable loving mother, but to only find himself marked and apart of the worlds dangerous mafia group. New secrets are revealed as his path along his new story is set, and untold past explained to why his still as a deathing dream for as long as he can remember. Will he survive this dangerous world of killers? Or will he come to his end? --------- Credits to: best friend Latyisha for helping me and unknown rp partener in making this.
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Short story. (It's really not that short.) ... "Help me just this once, Y/n...please," Jungkook begs me, practically getting on his knees and clasping his fingers together. I look at him with a confused look. "And why should I do that?" I ask him. He's quiet, looking for a way to convince me. His doe eyes looking at me with helpless. But he loses that suddenly, grabbing my attention with his voice. "Because. I can help you get what you want..." I let out a scoff. "And that is?" "Me." I cross my arms in front of my chest and stare at him perplexed. "You aren't really my type." "Oh, don't act like you didn't drool over me this morning. I know you want me just as bad as I want you. And since nobody's around, what's stopping us from getting it?" ... WARNING. This book includes themes that may not be suitable for other readers, like SEX, ALCOHOL, SMOKING, mention of DRUGS, inappropriate LANGUAGE, talks of MENTAL HEALTH, and tons of INNUENDO. Read at your own risk.

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