Guns and Roses
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Ongoing5m
Last published Tue, Feb 23, 2021
If you're looking for a cliche - this isn't it ... Well kind of... - author
"Aren't Arabs known for terrorism?" he says, cocking his head to the side. I reply back "aren't Asians known for having small packages?". He leans in close, pinning me to the lockers, his dark eyes never leaving my wide-opened ones. My breath quickens. "No one has ever spoken to me like that Lay-la" testing my name on his tongue. He leans in, our noses barely touching. He whispers "Do you know what I do to bad little girls? I teach them a lesson."
Meet V. He isn't a K- pop idol, but he is equally dreamy. No one knows his actual name but what they do know is he's a dangerous guy. 'Stay away from him' they warn. 'He's trouble'. But for Layla, it goes in 1 ear and out the next, she believes 2 can play that game.
Meet Layla Dominique. She isn't exactly the good girl, she has dark secrets that are hidden deep within in her. Her older brother is in a gang and the gang life is no surprise to her. She and her brother move away from everything they knew to start fresh. But it isn't exactly what Layla thought it would be. More and more secrets start to uncover which leads to more and more questions.
Was it fate meeting the' bad boy'? Or destiny?
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I never thought my life would be like this; trapped in a dark room and scared for my life. A blindfold was wrapped around my head, covering my eyes, making me completely blind and on high alert. My breathing was ragged and I could smell the mold that was most likely covering most of the room. My hands were tied behind my back, my feet tied together and I was sitting on the floor, propped up against a wall. I heard a slight shuffling across the room that was coming closer to me. I tried my hardest to keep my breathing under control to seem confident and fearless, but in reality, I was shitting my pants and squealing like a scared little girl on the inside. To say I was terrified was a drastic understatement. I was petrified, shaking with fear, but they were not going to know that. "Who are you?!" I demanded. If I was going to die, it would be with the name of my kidnapper. A voice boomed closely to me, "Well, if I told you that, this wouldn't be any fun." **************** Skylar James, a 24 year old girl, is kidnapped by a very well known gang who has a vendetta against her family. In an attempt to find light in her situation, she makes friends with one of the members. Logan Grant was forced into the gang at the young age of 16. He was abused until he became emotionless and ruthless, so that one day, he could rule the gang. Everything was going smoothly until Skylar is brought in. With a blindfold wrapped around her head, he instantly feels bad for her, though he cannot show it. Afraid of getting caught, he shows no emotion while others are around. Though, behind closed doors is a whole other story.
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