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Ah, lets see, where shall my story begin? Well maybe with an introduction! I'm Blue, or if you wanna be specific, Baby blue, seems like a childish name if you ask me so address me as blue, I am on a quest to seek the one thing I 'venture for the most, Lime's hand in marriage, but it is rather hopeless stating that she is a wealthy royal while I am a peasant, a merchant, but I have the character she desires, I've known her for ages, we keep contact as well, we've even addressed our love for each other over handwritten letters, so how could I not want to marry this wonderful person? Just follow along quickly, we wouldn't wanna be skewered now, would we?Todos los derechos reservados

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EVE de Katty_0149

When a beautiful African girl just starting her adulthood is kidnapped from her country and sold off to the Mafia, her life does a full 360. Will she be able to cope? ############### *She quickly gets on her knees and bows in front of me. "What are you atoning for?" I ask "I b-broke your cologne. I didn't mean to. I s-swear, it was a mistake. I was wiping the counter and I didn't see it, all I saw was the bottle broken on the floor and the carpet wet." She explains panicky. "And?" I ask trying not to sound amused. The sight in front of me is pleasing. The things I do to women on thier knees "I accept whatever punishment the Don gives" she says*

The heartbeats de _romances

{It's my birthday, I'm finally 18 years old. And I just took a bullet. I think, I think it's in my chest.} {It's her. It was her that I saw dancing at the club before joining the others.} {I have a smile on my lips it's true, but deep inside me my heartbeat will stop with sadness. Deep inside me I'm melting.} > !! Not recommended for people under 18 years old !! > !! This story contains sex and a strong language !! > This is the first story I write, I know it's not perfect but I hope you will like it. > I'm sorry in advance for the grammatical errors. > And don't forget to vote and comment ! > Enjoy the story !

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The billionaires Florist de neverance11

Starr wasn't impressed by his wealth or his ego,after her ex she just wanted to be left alone in the quiet life she'd grown used to. To everyone else she was the perfect happy but stubborn girl, but on the inside she was a broken trampled rose. Lucien had everything he wanted Girls money fame. He was the CEO of Kings enterprise, one of the biggest companies from around the world. It gained him billions of dollars , what else could he ever want other then money? But when his steel eyes meet a pair of brown ones on the street , he need to know who they belonged to. He though his attraction to her was just curiosity, that he only wanted to know more about the mysterious girl who owned the flower shop. But it turns out it was a hole fuck load more. ///////////////////////////////////////////////////////////// •••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••••• "What do you want"I say as he opens the door. Stepping inside and locking it "You really should show me more respect "he smiles as he stalks towards me, he was a predator in every way. "Why"I whiser my hands out before me as my back hit the wall my confidence being replaced with fear of reliving a nightmare. His arm smash into the wall behind me, anxiety filling the pit in my stomach so I flinch "Because I can ruin you..."he whispers , his breath hitting my neck and ear. This wasn't like the man from a few nights ago tho , this was more meaningful. "It's already been done"I whisper shakily but I regret my statement as he looks me dead in the eyes, my mind wandering everywhere I keep thinking what am I doing? His eyes turn cold as he looks at me , his eyes switching mine to my lips. "Who"he whispered before kissing my waiting lips , my hands at first trying to push him away but eventually fall victim onto his chest. ---------------------- Book 1

The Boss's Favorite (English) de LiefsSieg

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Odd Rose de Daancer_16

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PRECIOUS(Not Edited) de Awuor6

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EVE

When a beautiful African girl just starting her adulthood is kidnapped from her country and sold off to the Mafia, her life does a full 360. Will she be able to cope? ############### She quickly gets on her knees and bows in front of me. "What are you atoning for?" I ask "I b-broke your cologne. I didn't mean to. I s-swear, it was a mistake. I was wiping the counter and I didn't see it, all I saw was the bottle broken on the floor and the carpet wet." She explains panicky. "And?" I ask trying not to sound amused. The sight in front of me is pleasing. The things I do to women on thier knees "I accept whatever punishment the Don gives" she says