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7 Years Of The Past

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Reads 6,134
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Parts 9
Time 1h 18m

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Summary 

As Antwonn sat at my tombstone year after year updating an empty casket on the years that past and up until now he finally told him the run down on their entire crew and family for the last seven years.

However for me the day I got to Canada to run a business for Mister Bass things got testy up North and surviving these last 7 years havent been easy but like a Phoenix I rose from the ashes time and time again.All Rights Reserved

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Don't Forget Me In The Morning by BandsOrBust

When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.

My Kidnapper by DayvonXLeondra

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Thief by Shifting2wolf

Liar. Murderer. Cutthroat. Thief. Slave. I'm all of these things and yet, none of them at all. Life hasn't been kind to me, teaching me that if I wanted something, I had to crawl, fight and beg for it, just to let it slip out of my grasp. But not anymore... The tables have turned and like a shadow in the night, I'll be sure to pay each and every one of my masters a visit.

-White bird- by Umaipeace

You will appreciate it after everything is gone but its too late for realise it..

Attitude Problem by casuallyslaying

Oh this gay.. Right near Hamilton park, a block away was a barber shop- ran by the same old people nothing new, Everyone in the area seemed to know everyone- Everyone was struggling, seemed like everyone had someone locked up- Kids where joining gangs and hate filled the streets. Nassiah had just got released and didn't know what to do next- which led to his uncle giving him a job at the front desk in his babrber shop- but his uncle must've needed a lot of new employees because Nassiah has never seen him before- and if anything "turned" you gay he thought it would be jail- not some darkskin who thinks he's in charge.

Sandcastles (BxB) by rylonasty

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out the game by Matthewuntamable

a 21 year old guy who's been an escourt his entire life finally meets someone who's all about him but what happens when the streets call him back to work, will his new guy stay with him or leave him.

Mixed Personalities by casuallyslaying

[sequal to Attitude problems] After moving to New York, almost making a turn around just to have more beef Nassiah needs to go home; but shit changed. Everything changed & 3 years with no contact he owes a lot explanation but remember Nassiah's "a grown ass man" who still doesn't know what to do next.

Reap the Earth at Which you Stand [boyxboy] by FKNichols17

Growing up in chaos isn't simple for all. Not many could cope. They would struggle and kick, but ultimately drown. However, for Dakota, that was his normality. Torturing. Maiming. Killing. That was his life, the life of a hunter. The Arizona line was elusive, written fame in the lore of hunters, and infamy for their prey. They were the best. No one could ever compare to their skills, their abilities, their ruthlessness. But Dakota was something else. His siblings might have learnt to enjoy the hunt, well most of them anyway, but Dakota didn't. There was always something missing for him, something he was waiting on. Silent and everlasting hope. A promise had been made to him, the day his twin brother was stolen, taken by the enemy, plucked right from the very home the Arizonas had grown up in. A promise of something better, something that he might actually want in his life. Now, almost sixteen years later, something was coming. A change was begging to be found. Maybe it would be for the best. Maybe Dakota would finally find that certain something that had been missing his whole life, something to fill the dark and fractured abyss that ached and wailed within. But nothing was ever that simple. Because, of course, the promise that had been made to Dakota would never be anything plausible for him, anything tangible to have and to hold. He had been promised a new life, by the greatest enemy of them all. It wouldn't be easy. Not with his family still clinging to his heels, the teachings of blood and violence burnt into his mind. No, leaving them behind wouldn't ever be easy. Then again, staying with them would only bring his inevitable death. Why not take the chance to die happy? After all, out of the ashes, a phoenix will rise...

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Sandcastles (BxB) cover

out the game cover

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Reap the Earth at Which you Stand [boyxboy] cover

Don't Forget Me In The Morning

When I was little, I was never healthy for a full day. When I would go to school, I would carry around an oxygen tank so that I could breathe properly. There was once where I had come close to death. At that time, my mother and father promised me that they wouldn't ever leave me. That is, until someone came in an murdered them while I was at school. When I was dropped off from the bus stop, I automatically knew something was wrong because my mother would always wait for me. When she wasn't there, I began to get worried. 'Had she forgotten?' Was the first thing I thought as I walked up the stairs and into my house. 'Mama? Papa?' I questioned walking into their room. As I made the first step in, I heard squishing under my feet as if the carpet was wet.