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My name is Kyra. My life is a living hell. I am 18 years old, and haven't moved out of my parents place because they force me to stay. If I'm not perfect...there is always a consequence. They brainwashed me into thinking what I do is good. But deep down, I have a bad feeling. I always have to lay low because I'm an assassin. My name is Darius. I'm 19 years old and my parents died 5 years ago right in front of me and I want revenge. I sell drugs in a gang. This gang is a part of an organization called "Ten". The gang I'm in is the ninth of ten, which is why my gang is called "Nine Tenths". My gang is the second to most powerful in the organization. I'm not the leader the gang but it's my only family. ⚠️: THIS STORY IS FICTION (NOT REAL) AND CONTAINS DRUG USE, PHYSICAL/EMOTIONAL ABUSE, AND MATURE SCENES...(if ya know what I mean🤭) This is my first story, and I always try to update whenever I can, so enjoy!
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***Currently being edited, also adding alot of juicy stuff*** When 18 year old Ashton, moves schools her senior year after her mother and fathers divorce she never thought her life would drastically change. When she meets someone who can make her feel the slightest bit normal, she doesn't realize how dangerous it actually is. As she tries to survive her last year of high school, and avoid drama she will realize not everyone is who they seem to be. After her world collides with theirs she will learn how strong a bond can actually be. And they will learn just how far they are willing to go just to protect HER. "Ashton, you are mine, my girl. Do you understand that?" He whispers in my ear, I hold my hand against the bullet wound. His eyes roll back, and my tears cover his shirt. I will always be his girl. *completed* -This is my first story please take it easy on me! Thank you!-

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