TRIPLETS {A THUG LOVE STORY}

TRIPLETS {A THUG LOVE STORY}

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"....he had his own world of problems that he just desperately tries to push away. He drowns them in a pool of sex, drugs, money. Killing might be one of his passions, at least that's what Anesha told me. Its funny how when you look at him, your so blinded by his handsomeness that you hardly ever think of what he might truly be on the inside." Marianna, young and foolish, moves in with three brothers: Tyler, Tim, and Tyrone after being abused by her father. As the days go by and the secrets unlatch, she realizes that these people aren't what they seem. They are who they say they are. Especially herself! XOXO STAYWEIRDO
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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.

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