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There once was a young intelligent black smart young boy. He was always a live-loving boy he loved life he always put a smile on somebodies face no matter how their day even better. His name is Jermaine P. Alexander he loved dirt bikes every since he was a toddler he always dreamed to ride dirt bikes. One day tragedy struck the unthinkable happened ..............
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A New Ride Begins
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Loves Me Not
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Scar
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The story of my life (wattys2019)
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𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋 | 𝟏𝟖+
✧ 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐋𝐘𝐍 𝐋𝐎𝐌𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐈 (𝐀𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐍) ✧ When I was six I was kidnapped and taken away from my family for seven months. Thirteen years later and I have little to no memory of who had taken me. Ever since then my father has been severely overprotective and never lets me out of his sight. Now that I'm somewhat on my own everything starts to change. When I finish high school and start attending New York University my life takes a turn, for better and for worse. They're back. ☆ 𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑 ☆ Years ago we found our little angel. She just so happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time. She was the light in our lives, until one day we lost her again. Thirteen years later and we still mourn the loss of our sweetheart, but we found her once, we will do it again. I am the head of the Russian mafia, or a professor at NYU depending who you ask. One day I raise my head to look around at the sea of students and my eyes lock on a familiar pair of ocean blue irises. ★ 𝐇𝐀𝐘𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐋 ★ I'm a heartless killer and offer no apologies for it. As the head of the Russian mafia along with being the CEO to a multibillion dollar company, my life is nothing but darkness. During the day I'm an office man, at night my knife slashes through the necks of anyone I can get my hands on. Killing is my outlet, ever since I lost her. It helps me keep my anger in check. I've never stopped looking for her. We've come close multiple times, but each time came out unsuccessful. As I put a bullet in the head of my ex-guard, Alex comes rushing into the room, and the look on his face says it all. He found her. Start: July 4th End: ///
devils and lies || DEVILS NIGHT FF
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𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐲 |✔️
"Can I ask you a question?" Alexander says looking me in the eyes while laying back and holding a blunt. "Mhm, ask away.." I replied curiously, focusing on him. "Are you a virgin?" He says looking me in the eyes. I gulped surprised at the question he just gave me. I nod innocently knowing I'm already blushin' "Yes.." I Answer, "Ye ye." He smirked sitting back inhaling his blunt. I raise my eyebrow confused then he looks back at me. "You can't be a virgin." He says staring at me. "..And why's that?" I question. "Sweetheart, you just walked past me and I'm already hard." I bite my bottom lip, "don't do that.." he trails, eyes dark. "Why.." I say looking him deep in the eyes seeing him tense up. "It does things to me..." he starts, "what things?" I say innocently, He then moves closer to me, takes my hand and puts it on his rock hard dick. I widen my eyes. He comes closer and I could feel his hot breath on my neck, then whispers in my ear, "Bad things..." ••• ⚠️mature content⚠️ ⚠️smut warning⚠️ Finished: 5th September, 2021 <3Concluída
His father is a hero. His mother was known for her peerless beauty. He is known as trash. Good for nothing. Rich second generation. Prodigal son Live a leisure salted fish life in bordertown. Could his dream come true? Warning: the setting is ancient time. There is slavery. It's okay to be selfish. Putting yourself above others. In the end, you could only rely on yourself. As long as you didn't harm others intentionally. That's my bottom line Brown hair. Brown eyes. If this world was a novel, I must be one of the extras. There is nothing special about me. Everybody could do this much. It's simple. Pretend to be a pig. Eat tiger. There is a sekuel in the same book
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