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Merely Existing

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Time 8h 39m

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The smell of blood never leaves. The trail of blood never ends. 

Blacky Jackson may not have been a normal child, but she did have a normal life....up till the age of five, that is.
Things went badly wrong after that, pushing her towards a blood filled path of slaughter. Things may have been set in motion when she lost her family. Or when she roamed the streets. Or when she first held a gun and sealed her heart.  

All she knew was that she had been dancing upon the palms of one lethal man.

 Even as she tried to escape from her bloody fate, at every corner guns were pointed at her, knives were thrown at her and people chased after her with time bombs, no less. Her life was turning out to be an endless pursuit for survival. 

Her sole thought was to live. It was a task, a duty, a prayer, a wish and a purpose in life that she clung on to move forward.


How do you live? Breathing, staying alive, surviving.....but isn't that called merely existing?All Rights Reserved

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-Call Me Bre- (Calum Hood) by Staysweet18

She was the outsider. The girl that sat at the back of the class and never raised her hand. The girl the sat alone at lunch because everyone thought she was weird for not speaking. She was the girl that had a million thoughts running through her head but had zero guts to say them. She was the girl you don't normally fall for but, then, she became the girl that captured the heart of the guy everyone loved. ---- "Shit, I'm sorry" A deep voice mumbled squatting down to help her up. A rough hand pulled her up and her blurry vision landed on dark eyes. She blinked a few times and her vision came back. Standing in front of her was a boy about her age. A very attractive boy. He was almost a foot taller than her 5'3 height. His black hair was slicked back and his tan skin radiated under the fluorescent school lights. Her mouth was slightly ajar as she stared at him. She hadn't realized how close she was to him until she felt his breath on her lips. She jerked away, grabbed her glasses on the floor and ran away in the opposite direction leaving the boy to furrow his eyebrows at her behavior. However, a small smirk played on his lips as he placed his hands in his jeans pockets and turned in the opposite direction. 'Stupid, Stupid, Stupid' She thought to herself.

Slendrina: A Short Story (R-18+) by FictionToFact

A baby girl is born in the year of 1995. She had a loving childhood and a loving family, what could go wrong? An individual's life is hard and unpredictable, but could it be really bad to the extent of affecting an entire country? How bad is really bad, and how much trauma can a human take before they break? What does a 'broken human' entail? From the ordinary to the outrageous, read on to find out. "She heard gunshots, she heard the guards yelling at her to stop, but she continued running. She ran and ran, probably the fastest she had ever ran in her entire life. She dashed into the room and quickly scanned it for a place to hide. So many...wait, what is this, a morgue? A flurry of footsteps and voices dashed through the doors. She turned around. There was no where to hide. They've seen her. They saw her already. Backing up against the wall, facing them, she prepared for the worst." Cover by dashinvaine

The UnExpected. *completed* by stranger10202000

What happens now? All alone with a new born sister in her hands, no friends, no family, on her own in the big scary world raising a child at the age of 12. The music of Riley's life, has forever changed. What does the future hold now? Riley Taylors is a extremely brilliant child, but at the age of 12 her parents were murdered and she was left to tend to her sister. She wasn't able to go to a foster center because the news about her parents would be kept under wraps for their jobs... What was their jobs you ask? well... that's the thing.. They never told her what they did. once her parents are gone she isn't able to cry and wait for someone to come and save her.. no.. because they might come back... they might take her only family she has left away... or.. they could hurt them and make her do things her little 12 year old mind refused to think about.. so what does she do? well.. she does the only thing she can do.. I do not own rights to any media in this book.

Babydoll (BWWM) by savvv3

Kinda meant to be cliche and corny "I never said that this life was going to be all sunshine and rainbows, baby." "I never expected that, baby" I mock his words. "Plus I never asked to be dragged into this shit." "Well, glad that you decided to stay." He smirks knowing I didn't have a choice. "Oh fuck off." I roll my eyes crouching beside him. His face hovers over mine and I forget where we are for a moment. I look down at his lips as his breath fans my face. More gunshots rang out and by now I was used to it. He looks from my eyes to my lips grabbing my hand and pulling me with him. "Let's go." He says and I hold onto him for dear life. Literally. Kiona James is a 23 year old college student still working on getting her degree. She was darkskin, short, and thicker than any other woman around her. Truly a beauty. Slowly wanting to gain her confidence, she goes out more. That doesn't work out too well. Minding her business as always, she gets caught up with Jackson Taylors' mess. He is a 26 year old gang leader who came and changed her life. Forever. With dark brown hair and eyes that changed color in the sunlight, he was cocky, arrogant, and rich. Kiona was determined to put him in his place. Warnings! Curse words. May be mature scenes

Betrayed By My Own by Sparklyscar

"The sight has my insides twist in a tight knot. His jet black hair that touches his shoulder, his defined abs and chest bulging through his shirt, his all too glorious tattoo. And his well shaved beards. I have no fears, I have no limits and I certainly don't have any excuses. I am going to be the death of the Almighty Jay Black. I start pacing the room as I begin to device my plan..." Jemima Luciana Valerian is a cold blooded teenager. But you really can't blame her, can you? She was raped at a tender age of twelve by her own father, scorned by her only sister and finally sold to a mafia gang that kills and sells body part by her own mother.... Now at eighteen, she's a trained assassin and the only thing keeping her going is revenge. But plans changed as she comes across the most feared Mafia. What will happen if the most feared assassin and most revered Mafia go head to head? Will it be the beginning of new feelings or the end of past feelings? Find out in Betrayed By My Own This is a book filled with so much anger, hatred, revenge, lust, desire and so much more. It contains explicit language and very matured scenes. If you're reading this, you're doing so solely at your own risk This work is solely a work of art and fiction, it is not intended or aimed at degrading any beliefs or culture. All events and places are totally fictional. NOTE: THIS IS NOT A SEQUEL TO 'FADE TO BLACK'. IT CAN BE READ AS A STAND ALONE. THANK YOU AND SEAT BACK AND RELAX AS I TAKE YOU ON AN ADVENTURE

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Savage Mafia Couple by maghee23

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-Call Me Bre- (Calum Hood) cover

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-Call Me Bre- (Calum Hood)

She was the outsider. The girl that sat at the back of the class and never raised her hand. The girl the sat alone at lunch because everyone thought she was weird for not speaking. She was the girl that had a million thoughts running through her head but had zero guts to say them. She was the girl you don't normally fall for but, then, she became the girl that captured the heart of the guy everyone loved. ---- "Shit, I'm sorry" A deep voice mumbled squatting down to help her up. A rough hand pulled her up and her blurry vision landed on dark eyes. She blinked a few times and her vision came back. Standing in front of her was a boy about her age. A very attractive boy. He was almost a foot taller than her 5'3 height. His black hair was slicked back and his tan skin radiated under the fluorescent school lights. Her mouth was slightly ajar as she stared at him. She hadn't realized how close she was to him until she felt his breath on her lips. She jerked away, grabbed her glasses on the floor and ran away in the opposite direction leaving the boy to furrow his eyebrows at her behavior. However, a small smirk played on his lips as he placed his hands in his jeans pockets and turned in the opposite direction. 'Stupid, Stupid, Stupid' She thought to herself.