T.U.L.S.A.

T.U.L.S.A.

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Everything - every decoration, car, chair, apple, coin - has its own story - take the chair you're sitting on, for example. Where did the metal forming the frame come from? What chain of events caused it to be molded in that particular shape? Where did the fibers and dye used to make the thread come from, and what caused it to be woven into a cushion? What happened between its creation to its arrival at your house? What has happened to it since then? Were you sitting in it when your boyfriend told you he loved you for the first time? When your grandmother died? What has it witnessed? These stories vary in length and importance - from the story of that random bobby pin you found yesterday, to the stories of a human. So yeah, everything has a story. This is mine. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ © Copyright 2015. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified, or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder.
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I feel arms wrap around me, pulling me into a warm body. "No." I whisper out, I try to get away but it was no use, the arms only wrapped tighter around my waist. My body freezes when a hand comes around my throat. "I told you kitten, I love the chase." I let out a groan when he bites my ear, pulling it. "Seems like I'm not the only one." A dark chuckle leaves his lips sending shivers down my body. I hold my thighs together as much as I could. "Luca, let her get ready." I look at Nikola, Luca let's go of me with a groan and I go to walk away from him. "You could always skip therapy and I could give you some therapy." "Luca." x x x Welcome to the life of Jessica Winters. A woman with a sad past. She was alone growing up, then she found Janice and Ray. Owners of the diner that she works at, they treated her like their own and helped her so much. She was okay with being alone, it's what she knew. It's what she was use to, then they walked in. As soon as the five men enter her life she was starting to feel things that she never knew that she could feel. Adrianno. Nikola. Stefano. Luca. Nico. Cold-hearted. Merciless. All dangerous in their own right. They were use to passing a girl around until they were bored. Until they went to the diner and saw the girl behind the counter. They could tell she was broken, but somewhere under the wall that she had built was a light that attracted them all. Come join the journey of Jess trying to find herself. All while trying to juggle the new feelings and emotions that she's never felt before. Will she open up her heart, or will she run and never look back? This story is filled with things that might be a trigger to some people. Suicide, multiple sexual partners, bullying. Please read at your own risk

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