Blood and a bit of love?
"Who the fuck gave you a gun," She says while slumped over, holding onto their broken ankle.
"I gave it to myself, now, would you like to die really really fast, or do you want to experience the warm blood filling your lungs slowly and drown you to death?"
Red kneels down and slowly inches the pistol over the exposed stomach.
"Um...."
"Oops too slow, god I love their faces when they think I actually want an answer. Who wouldn't want to experience something like this, death is beautiful and a wonder to the world."
One-shot rings out, along with a cry for mercy, but no mercy is given.
Two teenagers meet, yes a generic love story beginning but they end up cold-blooded assassins on a rampage for.... justice? Like a Bonnie and Clyde type story but way more blood, so much more murder too, but the assassins don't die at the end because that would be no fun. Trust me, smut is also included, so if your queer, or enjoy queers stories, with angsty goodness, this is the book you should read. Enjoy ;)
"Never interrupt an enemy when they're making a mistake."
She's the danger I crave to taste ( gxg intersex )
49 Kapitel Abgeschlossene Geschichte Erwachseneninhalt
49 Kapitel
Abgeschlossene Geschichte
Erwachseneninhalt
"Willow, wait." Blake's voice was rough, her breath coming in uneven gasps as my fingers unzipped her fly. "Before we go any further, this is your last chance to stop me."
I frowned. "Why would I?"
"Because if you let me take you now, you're mine. Forever." Her intense gaze burned into me. "And there will be no turning back."
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Willow's life is a desperate rhythm of morning lectures, late-night shifts, a messy family, and counting every dollar just to make it through.
Blake is her classmate, the girl everyone on campus fears. Some say she has ties to the Mafia, others claim she deals in things far worse. But one thing is certain. No one dares to mess with her because those who have ended up in the hospital.
One night, on her way home after another exhausting shift, Willow finds Blake bleeding out on the street.
Against every instinct, she helps her.
But Blake, as it turns out, isn't the kind of person who lets debts go unpaid. When Willow's stepfather aggressively demands money from her, Blake steps in and handles it without hesitation.
Now, questions haunt Willow.
Who is Blake really?
Are the rumors about her true?
And most terrifying of all, why can't she stop thinking about her knowing that whatever burns between them is destined for destruction?
Be careful this story contains:
Profanity
Smut
Violence