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INCARNADINE | Zenjago AU

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Zenjago 1920s Detective/Mafia AU 
Co-written with the love of my life, Sky &lt;3 (@stormysky-) 

TRIGGER WARNINGS: 
- blood/gore 
- cursing 
- death/grief 

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"Detective Julien?" 

Skylar pressed the telephone receiver to his ear much harder than necessary. From across the office, Harper - Detective Smith - waited with bated breath. 

Beside her, Zap - Detective Farrow - crossed her fingers and her toes. "Good news, good news, good news," she muttered. 

Suddenly, Skylar groaned, slamming the phone down. "We've got another one," he relayed through gritting teeth. 

"Fucking gods." Harper resisted the urge to throw the very important papers stacked before her.  "We have a serial offender on our hands, don't we?" 

Skylar grimaced, affirming the thought. 

"First Master, maybe I'll get lucky and be the next victim." 

 - 🔍 -

"Tally it up!" Ally exclaimed, slamming the door to their shared office open with a wide smile. "That's another one for me, which means-" She gestured at the chalkboard of tally marks with excited jazz hands. 

Morro sighed as he pushed himself up from his desk. "You're ahead," he finished dejectedly. 

"Catch up, old man." 

The boy narrowed his eyes over his shoulder, chalk now in hand. "We're the same age." 

Ally waved him off as she collapsed into her chair, admiring her work represented by the numerous tally marks accumulating under her name. "We should tell boss-man we're ready for more! I'm too good at this, it's lame now."  

"This early? Are we ready?" 

"Of course not," the woman laughed. "But wouldn't it be fun?" 

Morro couldn't help but grin as well. "For once, you aren't wrong." With that, he struck another tally on the board.All Rights Reserved

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~ALERT~ This book is apart of the Double Standards Series. You must read Double Standards to understand this story. It will be fun Ivy, they said. You deserve a night out, they said. What they failed to mention was that I would nearly loose my life by some dark stranger covered in tattoos. My fiancee recently jipped me at the alter and my friends insisted a night out on the town was just what I needed to make a comeback. After hour's of their badgering, I pulled myself from my tissue covered bed and allowed them to doll me up. Then it all happened to quickly. One moment I was sipping my drink and feeling fine as rain for the first time since my fiancee ran out on me. The next moment gunshots rang out through the club and everyone scattered including my friend's. As for me, I dove under the table. Soon a male's feet came into view and I don't know why, but I slid my hand from under the table and snapped a picture with my phone. Suddenly the table flipped away and eye's that had no soul bore into mine. Samantha's gone but I live with her everyday. I carry her everywhere. I'll never love another, in fact I don't even want to. It's been two year's now since she was taken from me and the pain only grows. In those two year's I've built an Empire like none other, an Empire so strong, so powerful even the God's fear it. I'm known now not as Demarco Harper but the man with no heart, and for two very strong reasons. One being I show no mercy, two being I kill all my victims by the heart. No one needs a heart. A heart will get you killed. That's my last thought as I enter my enemies night club to collect a few more hearts.

Adelina by Short_stuff95

"I can show how much of a 'little' guy I am." He said emphasizing the little. He came closer to me. Our lips were inches away. I could smell the scent of his cologne definitely not cheap. My breathing became uneven. "What's wrong princess? Cat got your tongue" He stroked my cheek. I leaned into his touch but he removed it. He pulled away grabbing another glass. I let out a breath. I turned around. Guess I have to do this the hard way. I leaned near to his ear. He tensed. "Teasing me is only making me wet. Imagine you inside me. Screaming your name. I guess you don't want that." I said seductively. I kissed his ear. I walked toward the hallway by the bar leading to different rooms. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Adelina Madden is a 28-year-old who got fired from her job. Having a thirteen-year-old son to look after she was forced to find away to make money. Her sister and her best friend were also in need so they resorted to stealing from rich men but to Adelina, it was more like rich Mafia men. Alessandro Del Vante a 29-year-old who killed and made peoples lives hell for fun. He didnt have a dark past he was just a pysco. Helping out a friend he went to America to do business hoping to not getting into anything but ends up meeting a girl at his club. Will Alessandro light the fire that as been burnt out in Adelina or will Adelina be the fire that Alessandro needed in his life. "He was a boy who loved to play with fire and she was his perfect match."- unknown

Not since You have I Loved by JillDavis

I walked into the office building at eight am passing people in the foyer as I headed for the elevator to go to my office on the twelveth floor. Juggling my briefcase in one hand with a fresh expresso from the corner coffee shop, a notepad and files in my other hand with my purse over my shoulder, I smiled to an older gentleman as he smiled back when I asked him to press twelve after we got in the elevator and thanked him. After getting off on my floor I greeted the receptionist and a few co workers while I walked past them to my office then closed the door with the toe of my new two inch heels. Setting down the briefcase on my desk, then the coffee, note pad and files on top off the stack left from yesterday, I sat in my plush leather chair and took a deep breath. My secretary buzzed saying my first appointment was at nine so I had some time to get organized before they showed up when I put everything in it's place then scanned over the file of my first appointment. I sighed as I read the file knowing that today would be a difficult one, as I have seen this teen, Lola, just two years ago and she is back into her normal routine, hanging around gang bangers, doing drugs and has a juvenile record spanning three years . She is now sixteen and if I don't get her straighten out, the courts will toss her in juvenile hall until she turns eighteen. My name is Alexia Quincy and I am a probation officer for the state of California, working in Los Angeles, and I have been doing this now for two years, my caseload is right now ten teenagers with more to come I'm quite sure as the summer has now begun and school is out.

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From a quiet life in Luxembourg to the deadly underworld of Italy's mafia... Amara's world is about to unravel. When her mother, Hazel, marries the infamous Aless D'Alessandro-a man with blood on his hands and power beyond imagination-Amara is thrust into a dangerous world where secrets are currency, and trust is a weapon. Aless, a ruthless mafia leader, hides more than just his past. Will Amara uncover the truth about her new stepfather? Did Hazel know about his criminal empire all along? And when the truth surfaces, will Amara be able to accept her fate? But the D'Alessandro sons aren't so easily won over. "Stop this marriage," Zorno demands, his fists clenched.Andrea stands firm beside him, silent but supportive. Angelo leans back, a wicked grin on his face. "Chill, Amara. Life with us is going to be 'HELL' , but you'll survive... maybe." Zefrico, quiet as ever, simply mutters, "Don't worry too much. They are being assholes as always" Caught in the dangerous web of family feuds and secrets, Amara also finds herself drawn to Ruzlan Marchetti-a man she knows she shouldn't fall for. From the moment she laid eyes on him, Amara was captivated by his silent strength, his piercing gaze, the way his muscles rippled under his shirt. But Ruzlan wasn't like anyone she'd ever met. "Stay away from me," he warned, though his eyes lingered on her. "I can handle it," she whispered, stepping closer. But Ruzlan was terrified of falling. "I'll only get you hurt." "What do you want?" My voice was cold, my gun already pressing against her abdomen. "You." The word came out soft, a mere brush of her lips against my neck. She smiled, unfazed, leaning in closer, her hands are at my chin, a pistol in her grip, the barrel pointing squarely at me. A tale of hidden identities, ruthless power, and the fine line between love and destruction. Will Amara survive the truth that's about to consume her?

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