My Criminal #Wattys2015

My Criminal #Wattys2015

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I was a Drop Of Water and He was The Ocean. I was a Flame and He was The Fire. I was a Piece of Grass and He was The Field. He was Romeo and I was Juliet. I was His Heart and He was My Soul. Without him I couldn't survive. I wouldn't. Alrick Carenov. At 25 he runs the biggest Gang in Europe. He has a heart of Ice and eyes a cold electric blue, towards everyone but her. Faye Grey. 18 and an Orphan with striking grey eyes that hide her emotions from everyone, well everyone but him. When Alrick saves Faye's life she becomes involved in the hidden world of crime but was she already more involved than anyone could have guessed. Desperate to escape the nightmare that is her past and reality Faye tries to run at every opportunity but Alrick doesn't plan on letting the one person that made his heart melt go. Not now. Not ever. But will he have a choice when HE continues to haunt her. Give me my Romeo and, when he shall die, Take him and cut him out in little stars, And he will make the face of heaven so fine, That all the world will be in love with night. *Includes: Sexual Content* *Language* *Violence* My Criminal. Copyright © December 1st 2014. CriminallyLia All Rights Reserved.
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~ A World Painted Grey: Book 1 ~ Already incapacitated, I drag his limp body toward the smoking car. Fastening him back into his seat, seatbelt back in place. Then I grip his skull with my glove-clad hands and ram his head into the steering wheel. Over and over and over again. Eventually the breathing stops, and his weakened pulse slows to a halt. Dead in my hands I throw his head against the wheel once more. Reaching past his limp body, I grab the manila folder. For a moment I watch his corpse. Supposing I should feel even a twinge of guilt. But I never do. Not anymore. Instead, with no feeling in my cold heart, I turn my back to him and walk away. The car bursting into flames behind me. ~~~ Raised a trained killer, Amelia finds herself sneaking through the shadows, thriving in the darkness, living in a world of grey. Having spent her life conditioned to kill and torture, she had never considered the possibility of escape. Never thought a life existed beyond the sight of blood. Until an innocent boy, who's world was held in ink and paper begins to scatter the darkness and find the broken girl beneath. But with a traumatic past and an equally daunting road ahead, can Amelia escape the shadows that haunt her? HIGHEST RANKINGS #1 dualpov

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