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You The Shit, Karma.

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"You're beautiful," he whispered in my ear as I danced against his lap, grinding into him provocatively. I could hear a smirk on his lips as his hands came around my waist and pulled me against him, nearly ruining my routine.
"But I'm not stupid," I huffed, yanking out of his grip and finishing his lap dance by turning to face him completely and straddling his hips, my lips nipping up his tattooed neck, tongue slipping underneath the collar of his hoodie and slipping across his collarbones causing him to shudder, hands moving once again to my lower back and holding me in place, fingers slipping under my booty shorts, something papery being put between my G-string and asscrack.
"Then what made you chose this job of all things?" he inquired as I breathed down his neck seductively and rubbed my chest against his, the song starting to come to a close.
"Circumstance," I said quietly as the song ended completely and I backed off, his friends began to laugh and cheer, money being tossed at me. Hurriedly, I gathered it all up before swaggering off, swaying my hips maybe a bit too much, the feeling of the rolled cash in my thong all to familiar, my heart beating too fast, the Adderall fading quickly, and strange butterflies smacking against the inside of my stomach as I dizzily slipped into the dressing room and collapsed against the wall, unwanted tears slipping quietly down my cheeks, smudging my makeup. I hated my job.

***

Sixteen-year-old Karmen Kingsten hasn't had it good all her life, her mother being a pill-popper druggie and her father having left awhile ago. To add to her plate she has to get through highschool still and care for her baby cousin. The only way to support her family is through stripping. Karmen's barely holding on, the only thing keeping her sane is baby Benz. But what happens when Karmen's life gets entangled with an upcoming rapper's, job complications, addiction, her past, and the ultimate threat--her heart being broken..?All Rights Reserved

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His Novacane by baddbbitty

They don't warn you that power comes in lace and blood. By daylight, I am the girl mothers point at with pride - president of my sorority, top of my class, pearls and GPA polish. A future carved in ivy halls and legacy dreams. At night, I trade pearls for silk and champagne light. I dance under neon like sin made flesh, and men pay just to breathe the same air as me. A fantasy they can't afford. A secret they'll never own. Two worlds. Two kingdoms. Both mine - because I built myself sharp enough to rule them. And then he walked in. Romeo Vescari. A name this town whispers like a prayer they know God won't answer. The heir turned king of a mafia bloodline older than the gold veins in Valle Aureo's hills. He doesn't ask for loyalty - he absorbs it. Quiet, lethal, carved from discipline and violence, dressed in money and menace. People don't fear him because he kills. They fear him because he decides. And the night he found me - silk wrap slipping, diamonds biting my collarbone, a room full of men on their knees without ever kneeling - he didn't look at me like temptation. He looked at me like competition. Like he'd crash worlds to watch me notice him. Like he'd bleed if it meant I'd taste it. Sorority president by day. Pink Panthers' siren by night. I don't get claimed. I don't get chosen. I choose. But when his eyes met mine, something inside me shifted - not weak, not soft - just aware. There are monsters you run from. And then there are monsters you walk toward, just to see if they ruin you gently or burn the world instead. He was both.

The Possessive Gang Leaders Princess by 90sxroses

I sit down on my bike looking around the school parking lot. Listening to music, I stand up begin to walk through the student-less parking lot. Honestly, it's not like I meant to be late. My music cut out causing me to hear a whistle. I stop in my tracks and pull my headphones down to my neck. Turning around, I seen a group of men with one guy who just smirked at me. "You new here beautiful?" one of the guys asked. "What do you think Einstein?" cocking my brow. "Ohh. Challenging? I like." he says walking towards me, about two inches away. "Really?" biting my lip, as he continued walking towards me. He reaches out and grabs my hip, "Mmhmm," smiling down at me. Swiftly, I grab his hand, turn him around, kick him right above the back of his knee, and pushes down so he's on his knees in front of me in a position of which I could brake his arm, "What a shame, 'cause personally, I don't like fuck boys with various STD'S." I look at all the men in the group who had their jaws dropped, all except for one, "Touch me one more time, and I'll brake your arm in two." I stand and kick his back so he falls on the concert. "Anyone else?" they stare at me blankly. "Didn't think so." When fuck boy tries to get up, I take my foot and slam him back down. Looking back at the boys, I say, "Later boys." Then, I turn and leave. ~~~~ Truce Mane is a girl who recently moved to New York with her youngest niece and nephew along with her uncle Mike. Truce went through many things as a child. She still went through them. Her mother blamed her for everything. She would get into Street fights. As in, she would fight in a dark alley with whoever she could. Sounds bad, huh? Wrong. *** Dante Kings is the most feared gang leader across the world. While he does have his fuck and Chuck's, he's been looking for his princess. He vowed that when he found her, she'd be his and he would treat her like a queen. When the spit fire moves to town and believes he's finally found her. Has he?

A kiss for Ree by hikmarht

"You got hotter?. How long have I been away?" Jax drapped an arm over my shoulder. I smiled, but my gaze met with Ludwig's again, his eyes narrowed in a possessive way I knew too well. Well if he's dancing with another girl, then I'm going to dance with Jax. Ludwig wasn't the only one watching. I could feel the quiet hum of people's gazes glued to me. I ignored them all. The only person I couldn't ignore was Jax. His gaze was different. Not possessive like Ludwigs', but something deeper. "Let's dance." I nodded in agreement. I was lost in Jax's scent, the musk of his cologne. His arms were around me, hugging me close in a way that felt... like home. Our bodies moving in perfect sync. One moment, Jax's warmth was mine, and the next-someone violently yanked us apart. My body jolted as I was pulled back, and before I could react, I felt a strong hand on my wrist, dragging me away from Jax. What the hell?. Of course it was Ludwig!. *** She had plans. Life had chaos. Her final year in high school was supposed to be simple: graduate, hang out with her best friends, maybe finally sort out her tangled crushes on Alameen and Jax. But that dream shattered the moment her father returned with a new wife and a stepson. Things spiral fast. The Sassy Six becomes the Sassy Four. One crush ends up in a hospital bed, another moves far away, and just when she thinks it can't get worse, her father forces her into an arranged engagement without a single explanation. But Ree's story is far from over. Just as everything seems lost, secrets start to unravel, about her past, her parents, and a fortune she never knew she had. Turns out, Ree's life isn't falling apart... it's being rearranged.

HIS BETROTHED by marigoldbliss

"I don't have a heart . " he said leaning away from her touch . her light was too overwhelming for the darkness inside his very soul . he was the true meaning of evil . he murdered his own brothers , slaughtered his very father and killed his mother what other evil could exist other than him ? yet his broken and battered soul needed some one to tell him he wasn't as evil as people thought he was . he needed to a light for his dark sinful soul. she stared at him . she knew he doesn't have a heart .she knew of his atrocities , she knew of his darkness , yet her soul wasn't as clean either . wherever she went she knew that path would always lead back to him . for some reason the darkness in his soul comforted her ." neither do I " "what are you doing" he looked up at her eyes and smiled "what do you think " his kiss landed again on her neck and she shuddered as a wave of pleasure hit her " get away from me " she said sounding unsure of her self gods she sounded pathetic . he chuckled and continued kissing her body , adoring it with his unholy touches , she struggled to keep her mind where it should be but her attempt was failing his touch gods his touch was sedative and she needed it . she sucked in air when his mouth landed on her nipples "vermol" she moaned . he continued sucking , touching and she kept moaning then he said"tell me to stop Regina if you don't I won't be able to" she knew she should the words were on her lips but the question was did she want him to stop?. dear readers this story is rated mature . it is my second story after a long time pls if you notice any mistakes pls correct me . just have fun and be sure to comment. oh and one more thing take care of your heart cos u may fall in love

The street-fighting nerd by raven_strom

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Moving In by _CallMe_Crazy

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The Cheerleader and The Bad Boy by Mira49_94

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It Wasn't Love ✔️ by depressedbrit

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His Novacane

They don't warn you that power comes in lace and blood. By daylight, I am the girl mothers point at with pride - president of my sorority, top of my class, pearls and GPA polish. A future carved in ivy halls and legacy dreams. At night, I trade pearls for silk and champagne light. I dance under neon like sin made flesh, and men pay just to breathe the same air as me. A fantasy they can't afford. A secret they'll never own. Two worlds. Two kingdoms. Both mine - because I built myself sharp enough to rule them. And then he walked in. Romeo Vescari. A name this town whispers like a prayer they know God won't answer. The heir turned king of a mafia bloodline older than the gold veins in Valle Aureo's hills. He doesn't ask for loyalty - he absorbs it. Quiet, lethal, carved from discipline and violence, dressed in money and menace. People don't fear him because he kills. They fear him because he decides. And the night he found me - silk wrap slipping, diamonds biting my collarbone, a room full of men on their knees without ever kneeling - he didn't look at me like temptation. He looked at me like competition. Like he'd crash worlds to watch me notice him. Like he'd bleed if it meant I'd taste it. Sorority president by day. Pink Panthers' siren by night. I don't get claimed. I don't get chosen. I choose. But when his eyes met mine, something inside me shifted - not weak, not soft - just aware. There are monsters you run from. And then there are monsters you walk toward, just to see if they ruin you gently or burn the world instead. He was both.