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Luca Mariano.
A Golden Boy.
One of the boys that we've been taught to fear since the 5th grade. I can't stop staring at him though. Am I afraid he'll catch me staring? Yes. Maybe he'll even stand up and pull his gun out, threaten to kill me if I keep staring at him like a creep, but I can't stop.
I need to get a grip. I'm 17. I have a little sister that looks up to me. I can't turn into a love-sick puppy dog for a guy who doesn't even know I exist.
As I try to pull myself together, facing the reality that I'm stupid, I open my eyes to see him glaring at me and he won't look away.
I was sure I was hallucinating, but apparently not.
I didn't know what I was getting myself into after that.
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𝙎𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙞𝙙𝙣'𝙩 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡, 𝙨𝙝𝙚 𝙞𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙡 ............. Valentina has never had a normal life. Surviving countless tragedies. She lost hope on ever finding happiness. Working day and night, rebuilding the American Syndicate into something powerful after taking over. Until, her step-father dies. That was just the start of the chain of events. All of which reveal a link to a family she never knew of. Deadly threats and the truth about her mother arise. Forcing her to question everything. Can she trust her new found family? And what was her dead mother hiding?Concluida
His Little Play Thing
ONGOING, SLOW UPDATES. Thank you for reading though! As a young girl you had always believed that monsters as they seemed, were always big creepy things, with sharp teeth and long claws. Piercing eyes and mouths wide enough to swallow you whole. But one thing you didn't realize is that, monsters aren't what you had always imagined them to be. They are real. And sometimes, they're a lot closer to you than you think. 18 year old Hana is forced into moving across the country to a foreign land, full of people she doesn't know, just for her father's business. She fears that she won't ever fit in, but that all changes when she comes across a mysterious boy, whom she can't seem to get enough of. Secrets are revealed, blood is shed and tears are cried but does Hana have what it takes to live this life she's been thrown into? Or will her depression swallow her whole as she fights to keep her head above water. "The mafia it seems is no place for a girl like you" "I'd rather die than be seen with the likes of you" "I can't! "I can't do this anymore. You lie you cheat you do everything in your power to make me not trust you! I've just found out you were using me and for what? To what end? Huh?" You scream into the boys face but he doesn't even flinch. His eyes still dark and stormy pools. "I trusted you. Maybe even loved you! What am I? Just a fucking toy to satisfy your musings?" You can't help but let a tear to slip down your flush cheek, allowing it to leave a warm traitorous trail down your face that cools and dries upon contact with the air around you. "Maybe that was the old me, but you aren't just a play thing now. You're my world"Concluida
Rings
We entered the restaurant and sat down at the same table as five years ago. Every year for five years in a row, I have lived this day over and over again, only the endings are different each time. Every year for five years in a row, on this day, I spend an evening with the person I hate the most in the world. The man who has become my curse, my worst nightmare and my own killer. He kills me over and over again, appearing in my life, talking to me and even looking at me. One step closer and I feel like my neck is being noosed, one look at him and it's like a blade piercing my heart, one touch and I'm drowning underwater, one word from him and I feel like a gun is being held to my temple.Concluida
𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 | ✓
I ran downstairs into the living room, my heart pounding as I found all my brothers gathered around Nefeli. Her eyes were frantic, scanning the room, desperately searching for me. The scream that bastard had let out earlier must have reached her... The moment our eyes met, she practically threw herself at me, wrapping her arms around me so tightly I could barely breathe. I stood frozen for a moment, unsure of what to do. I hugged her back anyway... Even though I had no idea what was going on. "Thank God you're safe" she murmured in my ear, her voice trembling, leaving me even more confused. I glanced at my brothers. They all looked just as lost as I was. Except for Aiden and Alex. They were motioning for me to hold on. "Of course I'm okay, Nefeli. What happened?" I asked, my heart tightening. I hated seeing her like this, so worried and panicked. "I-I heard Alex and Aiden talking in Italian!" she stammered, her eyes wide with panic. "They said something about the Mafia! Are we being threatened by the Mafia?" Her voice cracked, and tears threatened to spill from her brown eyes. The room fell silent for a moment. My brothers exchanged looks, and then, without warning, we all burst into laughter. Nefeli stared at us, completely confused. Cole, finally calming down, wiped his eyes and looked at her with a smile. "Love" he said, his voice smooth, "we're not being threatened by the Mafia." he let the words settle in the air for a second. "We are the Mafia." • • • _______________________________________________________ ⚠️ DISCLAIMER ⚠️ Mentions of abuse, violence, harsh language, bad mental health, and light depression! Also, I don't own any of the photos! • • • ENGLISH IS NOT MY MOTHER LANGUAGE, I'M SORRY FOR ANY GRAMMATICAL OR VOCABULARY MISTAKES! • • • Please read 'Before You Read' in the first character chap! It's very important! • • • Started: October 4th, 2020 Finished: March 6th, 2021Concluida
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Guns and Roses | ✔
(Original Version) My cousin and I are the only true bloods left in the Thanos Family. I'm eighteen now and my absent father decided to finally take responsibility of having another child. Moving from New York to California wasn't the hard part. The hard part was trying to find the ones who murdered my mother and my grandparents, pretending to be a normal high schooler, and along with that, fighting my feelings for one of my brother's best friends. Didn't I mention that I am also going to be the new Don of our West Coast Empire? I am Gaiana Kallisto Thanos, Mafia Princess, and the best fucking fighter there is. This is book one of the Mafia Duet. WARNING: 18+ Mature scenes and language. _________________________________________ EXCERPT: "I only give respect to those who deserve it, and the only one in this room that deserves it is Alex. Plus you can't call me a slut when you are the one who loves to constantly have her bed warmed with partners. I'm the one in a stable relationship." She gave a smirk. "You sure about that," she asked. She took her phone out and showed me a photo of Luca dressed in what he wore today, escorting Stephany into the passenger seat of his car. I felt my heart drop to my stomach but didn't outwardly show it. Years of being able to turn off my emotions come in handy. "Well there goes that." I looked into her eyes. "What? Did you expect me to drop to the floor and cry? Honey, you don't know me. And you never will because I'm moving out." I looked at my father and said, "It was nice meeting you but I'm good. I'll pack my stuff and be out by tonight." _________________________________________ Start: March 30, 2018 End: August 31, 2018 Copyrighted 2018Concluida
Northern Daughter
I'm gonna get him killed. Someday. Somehow. I'm gonna get him killed. And the worst part? He knows I will. "Turn this into a fucking game, I'm begging you to make a bet out of it, just to see how long you'll last trying to change it before you realize not only you, but no one can. Genie gives you three wishes? Not enough. Every single memory taken out of my brain? Still only got one reality. A gun to my head....? You'll know my last words even if I don't get to say them." "A gun to mine?" An enemies to dead lovers, if you may. "A gun to yours?" I fucking hate him. "We're not the kind that fear death, why?" I really fucking hate him. "We know it doesn't end anything, we know it starts everything. You think a gun to your head's gonna be the last? No, either we write a sequel together in hell, or you're gonna find me taking a relaxing bath in someone's blood." "Do you know what a gun to yours means?" "A gun to my head....?" "A gun to your head, means a gun in my hands." He smiles. "Take my last breath from me, and I'll give you my last words."Concluida
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