The Sea Killers Hitman

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Время 1h 39m

Neteyam is a hitman. One day he was hired to kill a very handsome Metkayina.. What he doesn't know his that the whole job was stagedВсе права защищены

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**SLOW UPDATES** "This is a serious conversation." Neteyam stated, his intense big eyes still looking straight at Ao'nung's soul. "You look at me." He said and it wasn't a request. The metkayina gulped, his heart threatening to beat right out of his chest as he felt Neteyam's thumb rubbing the edge of his jaw. "Go on, what do you want to say?" "What I am saying is.." Ao'nung hesitated again. He felt as if Neteyam already knew what he was about to say and he felt naked under those eyes. As if Neteyam could see all his secrets without Ao'nung having to say a word. "What if I don't want you to choose someone else?" He asked and waited for Neteyam to get angry but the boy's expression remained serious. "And who would I choose then?" Neteyam asked, his voice still as soft as ever, as if afraid to spook Ao'nung. The metkayina swallowed with difficulty as his throat constricted with the heaviness of his emotions and nervousness. He had to be courageous, he had to be brave. So Ao'nung thought 'fuck it' and said exactly what he meant. "Me."

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘵? Amanda Lone was minding her business walking home from an 8-hour-shift at the local café when she felt this excruciating pain at the side of her head along with a deafening sound. Before she could register what happened, she fell unconscious. Three days later, she woke up in an unfamiliar room, with monitors and drips attached to her. She started to look around the dark room to find some clue as to where she was because this was no hospital. Amanda squeaked when she looked to the left of her and saw a gray-eyed man staring at her intently. "Sorry, I shot you." The mystery man said before walking out of the room. 𝘈 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥'𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯. Warning: Mature content. Obscene Language. Violence.

Mew Suppasit is a famous singer,with his handsome face,and angelic voice...He surely can steal any girls heart. Being the most positive and happy go lucky singer,and also an actor plus CEO,nobody would even expect him...to be depressed. Mew lost his true happiness after his mom suicide,leaving him all alone with his little sister.He wants to kill himself but...he don't want to ruin his sister reputation.So he decided to pay a hitman,to kill him and fake a murder case. Gulf Kanawut is one of the best hitman. He was known for his innocent and angelic face,but with a devil heart. He was purely shocked when a famous celebrity,Mew Suppasit paid him to kill...himself. he agreed anyways. But instead of killing him...Gulf decided to help Mew to go out of depression. But,why? "Why did you help me?You could've got 12M if you just kill me." -Mew Suppasit "Sometimes,people are just not meant to be dead." -Gulf Kanawut But...Is there really nothing behind the back?Or maybe...there's a secret that nobody knows yet. Most Impressive ranks: #7th (mewsuppasit) - 13th november #5th (blthai) - 20th november #3th (typethiwat) -22th december #10th (tharntype) -16th december

Used to the Darkness || DoTae от tyongslee

Kim Doyoung had never been faced with a man as unhinged and sinful as Lee Taeyong. They lay on either side of the law, as a Special Agent and a Captain of a criminal organisation respectively, based in the fast-paced industrial city of Cheongnam. When Taeyong was framed for the murder of his Patriarch and Doyoung was assigned to the case, an unlikely partnership was formed between two of the city's most successful men in their trades, and they discovered that all along, they may have been destined to cross the same path eventually-a path that was lined with the blood of those that they lost. Doyoung didn't want to get too close, but Taeyong's intricately concocted insanity and sinful nature drew him in like a drug, and before he knew it, he was addicted. [ALSO ON AO3]

"Pink + White" Neteyam x Oc от LukesChanelBoots

Siri'tri is living her life as a Metkayina hunter and warrior in training, taking care of her family and clan with pride. She loves her little brother Roxto ,her friends, her home and mentor Tonowari who has made her the person she is today. To others she seems like a sarcastic and confident person who's got it together, and she does (sort of) but still she has a yearn for a change and she can feel it's coming but she cannot put a finger on it. The course of her life changes when he first stepped foot on her village. She just didn't know that but the second he reminded her of a song, Siri'tri knew that he was different. ___________ "Listen to me now. Make sure you have a good grip, it's like the most important thing to have strong thigh and upper body strength." Siri'tri explained. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure I got that covered." Neteyam winked and flashed a try-hard smirk. _________________ #1 in "youngromance" #1 in "pandora" #8 in "neteyamsully"

Thomas Alexander Withson is the second oldest son to the deceased Johnathan A. Withson. His uncle sent him an invitation to a formal event in Paris. Tommy read the letter as carefully as a scientist would observe his report. Then, he contacted an old friend and set foot into travelling. EXTRACT : I shook my head and thought this was a waste of bloody time. I could have spent my life somewhere in a place that would offer great experience. But instead of that imagination, I got a bump on the shoulder from a female person walking by. "I apologize," the woman said. Her voice was soft and it gave an air of elegance. I looked at her face and settled on her eyes. "Everything's okay, no worries," I said, attempting to be polite. She was accompanied by a man in a brown suit, who I assumed to be her friend. He did not look like a husband or boyfriend. Neither did he look fit for the position. "I apologize," the woman said again, this time she sounded concerned and worried. "Everything's okay," I replied. Her eyes were covered by a dark velvet-purplish masquerade mask that matched the color of her gown all together. Her dress was the color of black and purple. I took a quick glance and that was all I got. I did not want to pay attention to an outfit, but rather to the person herself. She gulped hesitatingly before her lips formed a welcoming and gentle smile. She tilted her head slightly to the side. "You don't look familiar," she said. I glanced across at the man who remained unmoving from his position like a Secret Service detail. He was bulk enough to be considered a tough guy. He looked to be in his early thirties. There was a mustache above his thin lips and it was shaped like a boat upside down. I averted my attention back to the woman and took a small step forward. "Hey," the man said. "Back away, pal. Don't be too close." The crowds were still active in the background. I moved slightly further and kept a neutral expression.

My Living Nightmare - Tom Kaulitz от winternightz

He was good looking, drove a sexy car and always had a girl on his arm, he seemed to be the ideal man to every girl's eye, but he was the complete opposite. My name is Taylor, and I am one of those girls he has on his arm. I wasn't put there willingly, no not at all, I was forced to be his pet, thats what he called me, what they all called us, pets "your a fucking pet!" he would scream at me "you don't talk back to me" then he would hit me across the face or shove me to the ground. Thats how he liked it, rough. The man who made me sick at his touch, tremble when I felt his prescene, when i felt his breath is Tom Kaulitz, Tom fucking Kaulitz. "No one stands up to me, I'm Tom Kaulitz" Why he's keeping me around, I have no idea, why he's put up with me for so long, I wouldn't have a clue, I thought he would of put a bullet in my head ages ago, just like the others. He was an invincible killer, an evil man that got away with anything, murder, rape, stealing, just because he could drive. Trigger warning: Some scenes may include rape and cutting/suicide attempts. (It contains mature subject and dark themes such as explicit kidnapping, murder and rape. There's also explicit sex scenes. Read at your own risk. This book is unedited so you'll find some grammatical errors) I do not own Tokio Hotel but I do own everything else, original characters, story line etc. © winternightz I am winternightz! I wrote this story 6 years ago on Mibba and it was a real hit, I am re-posting it due to writing a sequel and I felt I should share it with you guys, will be up soon! :) The sequel A Beautiful Lie is up now.

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Forbidden Fruit: A Dark Mafia Love Triangle Romance от agkbooks

Arturo Abruzzi tore the world apart to find the woman that he loved, who mysteriously disappeared without a trace. Feeling empty without her. Cold. Numb. Hollow. Feeling like he was better off dead. Better off six feet under the fucking ground. And there were times when he would provoke his assassin to pull the damn trigger. Wishing that his suffering would be put to an end. Asking God to drag him straight to hell. After all, hell was the resting place for criminals like him, wasn't it? The final destination for Mafia men? But years later, fate caused their paths to collide again. To cross again. Except this time, she was married to someone else...

"Have i...-" he whispered again, his voice was almost vulnerable. "-Ever fucking hit you?!" He yelled out, his voice filled with so much anger that it felt like it made the whole damn walls shake. I quickly averted my eyes from his, making us lose eye contact as I shook my head no. "Then why do you always cower away in fear when I get to close to you? Why do you expect me to hurt you when I have never laid my hands on you? He whispered through gritted teeth. This was the most emotions I had ever gotten from him. And he was right. Yet the answer was so simple. I wasn't afraid of Stephano hurting me. Hell, I even deserved to be hurt because of the blood I had on my hands. I could have saved him. But my mission was yet to be accomplished. So I couldn't expose who I was or am. And I knew that if Stephano found out, he would never let me go. And sooner or later, I had to go. _______________ I DO NOT OWN ANY RIGHTS TO THESE GIFS AND PHOTOS. Everything else is from my imagination and fantasy at four in the morning.

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SLOW UPDATES "This is a serious conversation." Neteyam stated, his intense big eyes still looking straight at Ao'nung's soul. "You look at me." He said and it wasn't a request. The metkayina gulped, his heart threatening to beat right out of his chest as he felt Neteyam's thumb rubbing the edge of his jaw. "Go on, what do you want to say?" "What I am saying is.." Ao'nung hesitated again. He felt as if Neteyam already knew what he was about to say and he felt naked under those eyes. As if Neteyam could see all his secrets without Ao'nung having to say a word. "What if I don't want you to choose someone else?" He asked and waited for Neteyam to get angry but the boy's expression remained serious. "And who would I choose then?" Neteyam asked, his voice still as soft as ever, as if afraid to spook Ao'nung. The metkayina swallowed with difficulty as his throat constricted with the heaviness of his emotions and nervousness. He had to be courageous, he had to be brave. So Ao'nung thought 'fuck it' and said exactly what he meant. "Me."

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