Solstice

Solstice

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No matter the circumstance, everybody got a little hustle in them. Whether it be a girl tryna graduate college to get her degree or a mother on welfare, people got a drive in them that drives them to get what they want. For some people, that's a house in the suburbs with the white picket fence. For others, it's pushing a new Bentley and wearing the flyest clothing. Success means different things for the different people, and for Solstice, it means hustling in the bitter streets of New York City-in all five boroughs. She had to go through a lot of crazy shit-from prostitution to drug dealing-it was nothing new to her. She had a cold heart, she didn't take shit from nobody. She scared even drug lords. She was gutta-and I wanted to figure out how she got that way. But more importantly, I wanted to be like her.
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ONGOING, SLOW UPDATES. Thank you for reading though! As a young girl you had always believed that monsters as they seemed, were always big creepy things, with sharp teeth and long claws. Piercing eyes and mouths wide enough to swallow you whole. But one thing you didn't realize is that, monsters aren't what you had always imagined them to be. They are real. And sometimes, they're a lot closer to you than you think. 18 year old Hana is forced into moving across the country to a foreign land, full of people she doesn't know, just for her father's business. She fears that she won't ever fit in, but that all changes when she comes across a mysterious boy, whom she can't seem to get enough of. Secrets are revealed, blood is shed and tears are cried but does Hana have what it takes to live this life she's been thrown into? Or will her depression swallow her whole as she fights to keep her head above water. "The mafia it seems is no place for a girl like you" "I'd rather die than be seen with the likes of you" "I can't! "I can't do this anymore. You lie you cheat you do everything in your power to make me not trust you! I've just found out you were using me and for what? To what end? Huh?" You scream into the boys face but he doesn't even flinch. His eyes still dark and stormy pools. "I trusted you. Maybe even loved you! What am I? Just a fucking toy to satisfy your musings?" You can't help but let a tear to slip down your flush cheek, allowing it to leave a warm traitorous trail down your face that cools and dries upon contact with the air around you. "Maybe that was the old me, but you aren't just a play thing now. You're my world"

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