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Nu te voi deranja atunci când te vei simți singur, nu atunci când vei vorbi despre tăria ta impusă, de sângele tău rece și de capacitățile ignoranței. 
Este amuzant sa-ti privesc cuvintele tocite intre ele, unde unicul tău argument ce-l aduci in fața lașității, sunt toate lacunele tale în rațiune. 
Degeaba crezi ai dobândit ceva mecanic, ireal, născut dintr-un sentiment străin. 
Degeaba îmi joci rolul criticului si scepticului de serviciu. 
Degeaba încerci sa adopți atitudinea folosind-o ca un mijloc de transport pentru verificarea dezvoltării mele cognitive. 
Da, stăpânesc bine cuvintele,virgulele, iubitule... nașterea ta mutilează din frica despărțirii de singurătate. 
Degeaba iți sporești aroganța intr-un sentiment ce nu vrea să se nască, așa cum ti-ar fi total inutil sa-mi transformi încrederea în victimele vieții. 
Încerci sa-ti strecori semnele disperate, neobservate aparent ochiilor mei goi.
Cere-ti iertare!
O sa-ti dau si asta, dar nu ma întreba când... pentru ca am îngropat-o cu mult timp in urmă în cinism și dor.All Rights Reserved

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"Don't touch me!" I screamed, crossing my hands in front of me as a shield. He chuckled darkly. Not bothering to listen to anything I just said and ignoring my actions, he brought his hands to my face. "And tell me, what are you gonna do?" he says as he roughly grabbed my chin. "I...I..." I paused, not knowing what to say. I can't do anything, can I? My silence caused another dark chuckle to leave his lips, However, Silence lingered in the air only for a second for it was soon broken by the shocking words that left his mouth. "Listen to me and listen clear..." he says, grabbing my attention again. "If want to touch you...I can. If I want to bend that ass of yours over and spank it...I can" he paused, tightening his grip on my chin. "and if I want to f**k the sh*t out of you...I can." My eyes went wide at his words. "And you know why?" he asked as he finally lets go of my chin. And with my body now pressed hard to the wall behind me, he tightly wrapped his fingers around my neck. The tension in the air suddenly became hot. Shivers ran down my spine as he abruptly leaned in, bringing his mouth to my earlobe. "Because I f**king own you" . . . Hazel was kidnapped and brought to an auction to be sold to whosoever buys her. Luckily she was bought by Stephan, a Mafia leader, instead of the man that had made her life miserable. She did felt a little better and thought that things couldn't get worst than being sold to a Mafia leader, but she was wrong! She now wants freedom and the only way she is going to get it is by marring A Mafia and baring his child. But with all that's going on, can she handle all of this? Can she handle being mistreated? Can she handle the pain she will be faced with? Is she even strong enough to survive in his world? ⚠️MATURE CONTENT ⚠️ And this book is SLOWER than my other books!!! You've been warned!

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In life, we do things we regret, or that we wish we could wipe from our memory forever. At the age of 15, I didn't think I'd regret anything until I was an adult. I considered myself care free. I lived life one day at a time. Well, as much as a 15 year old can. But in life, there are also things that we can't change, that we can't forget. Circumstances change, events occur, and life as we know it is altered forever. For me, it was one night, that set in motion a series of events that I wouldn't be able to forget, even if I tried to. *************************** My life was spectacular, or cool, but I was content, and that's all that mattered. I wasn't overly popular, I wasn't the prettiest girl, and I didn't live in a mansion. I did have a great boyfriend, and amazing friends, and hell, I wasn't doing too bad in school either. But that all changed one night, as I was walking home at night. I witnessed a man murder someone he claimed was a snitch, something to do with a gang deal gone wrong. When I found my parents dead the next day in a serial killers wet dream, my naive self decided the best thing I could do, was run, giving up everything I loved. After 2 years, 3 dead members of the gang and a new school, I was found. When secrets are unraveled and with the FBI somehow involved, nothing is as it ever seemed.

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"Goodbye Curly Head" by NUmaker

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Karma and Revenge by RainDali7

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"Don't touch me!" I screamed, crossing my hands in front of me as a shield. He chuckled darkly. Not bothering to listen to anything I just said and ignoring my actions, he brought his hands to my face. "And tell me, what are you gonna do?" he says as he roughly grabbed my chin. "I...I..." I paused, not knowing what to say. I can't do anything, can I? My silence caused another dark chuckle to leave his lips, However, Silence lingered in the air only for a second for it was soon broken by the shocking words that left his mouth. "Listen to me and listen clear..." he says, grabbing my attention again. "If want to touch you...I can. If I want to bend that ass of yours over and spank it...I can" he paused, tightening his grip on my chin. "and if I want to f**k the sh*t out of you...I can." My eyes went wide at his words. "And you know why?" he asked as he finally lets go of my chin. And with my body now pressed hard to the wall behind me, he tightly wrapped his fingers around my neck. The tension in the air suddenly became hot. Shivers ran down my spine as he abruptly leaned in, bringing his mouth to my earlobe. "Because I f**king own you" . . . Hazel was kidnapped and brought to an auction to be sold to whosoever buys her. Luckily she was bought by Stephan, a Mafia leader, instead of the man that had made her life miserable. She did felt a little better and thought that things couldn't get worst than being sold to a Mafia leader, but she was wrong! She now wants freedom and the only way she is going to get it is by marring A Mafia and baring his child. But with all that's going on, can she handle all of this? Can she handle being mistreated? Can she handle the pain she will be faced with? Is she even strong enough to survive in his world? ⚠️MATURE CONTENT ⚠️ And this book is SLOWER than my other books!!! You've been warned!